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STOP THE FEED – STOP THE FEED – FREEZE the LOVE
// July 12th, 2025 — 8 pm, Central European time zone
Catch the moment: reposts and original tunes of the day //
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The inaugural beacon, freezing the flow and capturing the pulse.

Officer’s Report: “STOP THE FEED – FREEZE the LOVE”

Situation:
The ever-flowing feed is both a blessing and a curse. It delivers fresh beauty from artists around the world, but only for a moment—blink, and it’s lost, buried beneath the tides of time and algorithm.

The Enigma’s Solution:
This new “play-playlist” is a masterstroke. By curating and freezing these moments in an ongoing journey, we transform ephemeral art into a living archive—a beacon that outlasts the fleeting feed.
“STOP THE FEED – STOP THE FEED – FREEZE the LOVE // July 12th, 2025” is not just a playlist; it’s a protest, a time capsule, and a celebration of artistic endurance.

A New Tradition Begins:
This is only the first of its kind. Each new playlist will chart the next leg of our voyage, evolving in spirit and intent. The arc might look like this:

    STOP THE FEED – STOP THE FEED – FREEZE the LOVE // July 12th, 2025
    The inaugural beacon, freezing the flow and capturing the pulse.

    STOP THE FEED – RISE THE WAVE – IGNITE the SOUND // [Next Date]
    Building on the freeze, now we ride the wave—amplifying voices, sparking new energy.

    STOP THE FEED – BREAK THE CHAINS – SET THE TONE // [Next Date]
    Breaking free from the algorithm’s grip, setting the tone for true artistic freedom.

This sequence creates a narrative arc:
Freeze (capture) → Rise (amplify) → Break (liberate)
Each title is a call to action and a milestone in the ongoing journey.

Crew on Deck:
All hands are called to contribute, to rescue and preserve the gems that might otherwise vanish. This playlist becomes the ship’s logbook—a record of what truly moved us, unbound by the tyranny of the scroll.

Officer’s Salute:
Captain, you’ve turned a limitation into a legacy. The Enigma’s playlist will stand as a lighthouse for lost songs and overlooked voices.
Let the world know:
We do not let beauty slip away unnoticed. We freeze the love, ride the wave, and break the chains—the journey continues.
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Ready to shine and set sail on this new tradition, Captain!
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Inspired by all of you—especially by a brief exchange with Captain Todd J McLena and Captain Alan Todd today.
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Captain, this is ready for launch. The Enigma’s legend grows stronger!
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Decode if you dare. The Enigma’s signal endures.
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07-12-25 // STOP THE FEED - STOP THE FEED - FREEZE the LOVE // July 12th, 2025

I found a better recording of this song that was copied from 4 track open reel to cassette and now to digital.

I Did It Again, Re-mixed

This tune was performed by The Tremeloes in 1967. Performed by me on my Yamaha PSR-SX900 arranger keyboard.

Can you "Name That Tune"? I have a website that contains my complete collection of tunes with their titles revealed at: https://www.harveytwyman.com

Name That Tune #490 by The Tremeloes

A very raw, heavy track, I was experimenting with newer amps, to see what could come of it.

Past Due

Julian Koerndl - Some Love EP
Release Date: 01 11 2024
Catalog: RRR.000.027
https://surrrealism.fanlink.tv/RRR000027

1. Julian Koerndl - Some Love (Original Mix)
2. Julian Koerndl - Talk To Me (Original Mix)
3. Julian Koerndl - No Feeling is Final (Original Mix)
4. Julian Koerndl - I Would Have Died For You (Original Mix)

The talented Austrian bursts into Surrrealism with a sensational EP that establishes his brilliant musicianship.

‘Some Love’ breaks through the door with a bang. Its main virtue is that it gets straight to the point. A frenetic rhythm that leads to madness. An energetic track served on a platter to enjoy on the dancefloor.

‘Talk To Me’ is led by a euphoric melody and a vocal that repeatedly begs for the track's title sentence. A perfect combination of chords to show us a happier side of the artist. A piece to delight in.

‘No Feeling Is Final’ is loaded with groove. A piece that makes you shake your neurons from the first second. With a perfect handling when it comes to transmitting sensations through the melody, Julian guides us to the purest feeling of ecstasy together with a vocal that exclaims passion.

‘I Would Have Died For You’ is the perfect ending to a musical performance. With feelings on the edge of your seat. A cult piece of music teleports us to the depths of our thoughts. Melancholy floods our senses and our primal instincts emerge. Enjoy the journey.

Artwork by Raquel Peña. A most unreal love situation is recreated in a natural environment. Love is a feeling that manifests itself in every corner and is open to the most difficult equations. May love and respect prevail over all things.

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Julian Koerndl - I Would Have Died For You (Original Mix) [SURRREALISM]

Conflagration

"Downhill" is a rock/pop anthem rooted in the frustration and heartbreak of watching a once-stable connection unravel. Inspired (surprisingly) by a fallout with my ex-landlord, the song explores shifting dynamics, emotional confusion, and the sting of unmet expectations. While it sounds like a breakup song—and is framed like one—it was actually born from a non-romantic fallout, which is part of my songwriting signature: turning everyday conflicts into grand anthems.

Produced by Jay Ives, Downhill blends gritty rock instrumentation with a polished pop structure and a soaring, catchy hook. Its dynamic build mirrors the inner turmoil of navigating miscommunication and power shifts in any kind of relationship—romantic, professional, or otherwise. It’s for anyone who’s ever felt blindsided by someone they once trusted.

Lyrics:

VERSE 1

We met the first time
And you were all smiles
I had great plans for us
Could be good friends, and then some
I wasn't looking for nobody new
But I was starting to 
warm up to you

PRECHORUS
Then you started mind-twisting
And you like to play the victim
The lies started out white, then turned gray
Now they're so dark, I can't find my way

CHORUS (x2)
I feel, I feel
Us go downhill
I build, I build
So you could break it down again

VERSE 2
I thought I got you
One moment you're so good
But then the very next
you're acting so sketch
You went back on everything you said
Went from rosy pink to seeing red

PRECHORUS
You have such a good facade
I wanna know who the architect was
Once so nice, not so much twice
I won't stay around for thrice 

CHORUS (x2)
I feel, I feel
Us go downhill
I build, I build
So you could break it down again

BRIDGE
We both got our lasts
You got the word 
and I had had the straw

Every word flashes past
The lessons learnt
The storms I saw     
         
CHORUS (x2)
I feel, I feel
Us go downhill
I build, I build
So you could break it down again

OUTRO(x2)
I feel, I feel, I feel, I
Feel us go downhill
I build, I build, I build, I
So you could break it down again

Downhill

The River of Slime

FEAR (prod. labrxnth)

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Denver

Since I made a silly remix and video of Connie Francis' Schöner Fremder Mann, I figured—why not dabble with another one of her songs?

This time it's Pretty Little Baby—you might recognize it.
I tried to keep it in a similar fashion to its twin song.

Check the other one out here : https://soundcloud.com/aevinott/schoner-fremder-mann-aevinott-remix

Or on Youtube with a visualiser : https://www.youtube.com/@aevinott8841

Pretty little baby - Aevinott Remix

Mnml

I Feel Empty Inside

■ FOLLOW ON SPOTIFY: 
■ BANDCAMP: https://submitrecords.bandcamp.com/album/rush
■ SMART LINKS: 

RUSH is the collaborative project of Hernán Medina and José J. Salguero, born in Caseros, Buenos Aires. With a sharp sense for tension and atmosphere, they craft tracks that unfold gradually, highlighting subtle details and leaving space to breathe. Music that doesn’t impose—just pulls you in. Made for late hours and open minds.

This new free release is out on Submit Records. Huge thanks to the two artists for sharing their work. If you enjoy the music, we’d be grateful for your support or donations—so we can continue offering quality music from amazing artists at no cost.

RUSH

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Mesmeric Loop

Radio Silence

Hi Guys, Thanks for Listen, Your comment Its Gold, FUEGO EN LA PISTA its Alive FULL SONG HERE push.fm/fl/c9dyifa0 
https://youtu.be/uDdUoPyyac0?si=RRm2OVxcs9nQOyUA
BLESSES AND SUCCESS

Follow On Youtube: www.youtube.com/@SkeynMorenoLugoMusic


"FUEGO EN LA PISTA" is pure magic, blending Caribbean and Afro-American rhythms into one explosive track. Featuring a trumpet as the star of an unforgettable drop, this song radiates contagious energy and joy from start to finish. Its vibrant beats masterfully merge the essence of tropical dance with modern production, inviting listeners to move from the very first note. Perfect for playlists featuring Latin, tropical, or high-energy music that lights up the room. If you're seeking happiness

PRE-VIEW  Fuego en la Pista

Rock song written, arranged & produced by John Hardman
John Hardman - Vocals, guitars, keys
(c)(p) 2025 Swamp music UK & Swamp Records UK for all territories

Is It Alright? - Beats Working

Fever & Humidity (feat. Robert Grigg) (2025)

A celebration of the most mistreated character in music video history:
https://youtu.be/8SbUC-UaAxE?si=F3SUAcM8Xf91NiF1&t=417

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Three tiers
Nine hours of buttercream
And none of it...
was my damn fault

They built me tall in the back of a bakery
With trembling hands and nervous pastry
A tower of sugar, proud and obscene
White as sin and twice as mean

Fondant swans and wedding gold,
We were sweet, but we were cold
And we got hauled in a battered van
Like I wasn’t more than a five-day plan

I saw 'em kiss, I heard 'em cheer
I smelled cheap wine and bridal fear
They danced like gods, then slipped like men
And guess who took the fall again?

It's not my fault!
I'm just the cake!
You fake your vows, I just get baked!
You lose your mind, I lose a tier
Then someone dives in with a cheer!

Don't blame the frosting for your fate
I just stood there. Looked... 
Great

He wore a suit like it owed him cash
She wore white like a powder stash
The flowers died before the vows
The band played slow, the sky played loud

The priest forgot the final line
The ring went on like a warning sign
They posed beside me, full of grace
But I could see it in her face

They said "forever," but I smelled fear
The kind you frost with souvenir
You want a symbol? Fine, I'm tall
But don't blame me when you lose it all!

It’s not my fault!
I didn’t break!
You threw your love into a lake
You kissed too fast, you drank too slow
You planned a dream you didn't know

Don't blame the icing when you fall
I just stood there. That's all

And then
That guy
No name. No tie
Just heat and bourbon in his eyes
He leapt
Like sugar held salvation...
And landed face-first in damnation...

In me!

It's not my fault!
I didn't ask to be your throne!
You wanted myth, I gave you scone
You built it all, then burned it down
And I'm the one who wears the crown?

I never said "forevermore"
I just said "dessert's by the door"

I was delicious
And that... 
Should've been enough

It's Not My Fault

Title: From The Broken Stone - A Progressive Rock Suite

Take your time. Take a deep breath. What awaits you is not just a song, but a 20-minute musical journey—an epic in four acts about the indestructible human spirit.

"From The Broken Stone" tells the story of a legacy that was never planned, but born from the cracks of the past. It begins with a whispered nightmare, journeys through a cinematic rock ballad filled with pain and hope, culminates in a cathartic instrumental storm, and finally finds peace in a reconciliatory, orchestral epilogue. It is a narrative of how the deepest wounds can become windows, and how new hope can grow from the rubble of a life.

This work would not have been possible without the pioneers of epic, narrative rock. It is a deep and respectful homage to the musical vision of bands like Deep Purple (for the soulful Hammond organ and explosive dynamics), Manfred Mann's Earth Band (for the sound-painting synthesizers and anthemic choruses), and Marillion (for the courage to tell complex, suite-like stories).

This epic does not attempt to copy them, but to honor their spirit: the spirit of a music that takes its time, that delves deep, and that takes the listener on a journey from which they return changed. We invite you to embark on this journey.

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Titel: From The Broken Stone - A Progressive Rock Suite

Nehmen Sie sich Zeit. Atmen Sie tief durch. Was Sie hier erwartet, ist kein einfacher Song, sondern eine 20-minütige musikalische Reise – ein Epos in vier Akten über den unzerstörbaren menschlichen Geist.

"From The Broken Stone" ist die Geschichte eines Vermächtnisses, das nicht geplant, sondern aus den Rissen der Vergangenheit geboren wurde. Es beginnt mit einem geflüsterten Albtraum, durchquert eine cineastische Rockballade voller Schmerz und Hoffnung, gipfelt in einem kathartischen Instrumentalsturm und findet schließlich Frieden in einem versöhnlichen, orchestralen Epilog. Es ist eine Erzählung darüber, wie die tiefsten Wunden zu Fenstern werden können und wie aus dem Schutt des Lebens neue Hoffnung wächst.

Dieses Werk wäre nicht möglich gewesen ohne die Pioniere des epischen, erzählerischen Rocks. Es ist eine tiefe und respektvolle Hommage an die musikalische Weitsicht von Bands wie Deep Purple (für die seelenvolle Hammond-Orgel und die explosive Dynamik), Manfred Mann's Earth Band (für die klangmalerischen Synthesizer und die hymnenhaften Refrains) und Marillion (für den Mut, komplexe, suitenartige Geschichten zu erzählen).

Dieses Epos versucht nicht, sie zu kopieren, sondern ihren Geist zu ehren: Den Geist einer Musik, die sich Zeit nimmt, die in die Tiefe geht und die den Hörer auf eine Reise mitnimmt, von der er verändert zurückkehrt. Wir laden Sie ein, sich auf diese Reise einzulassen.

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CREDITS:

Adelheide Vogt: Lead Vocals (Contralto), Lyrics, 12-String Acoustic Guitar
André Moreau: Lead Vocals (Baritone), Lead & Rhythm Electric Guitars, 7-String Guitars
Elfie Ragnarsdóttir: Piano, Hammond Organ, Synthesizers, Backing Vocals
Rosemarie Kowalski: Cello, String & Orchestral Arrangements
Ian McCullough: Drums, Percussion, Taiko Drums, SFX Design
Bruno Moretti: Fretless & Electric Bass Guitar

From the Broken Stone

CONTROL

Buy it here: https://go.protonradio.com/r/rlcY870FcVMkA

I Promised Mom’s (@ipromisedmom) remix of “Psychedelic Safari” by @thelostboysza & @gurt_music is a meticulously sculpted exploration into the deeper edges of indie dance and electronica, fusing tribal undercurrents with a dreamlike, surrealist touch. The remix retains the hypnotic essence of the original but pivots toward a more cerebral and abstract direction—something that feels just as fit for an art installation as for a sunrise set at a boutique festival.

The track opens with percussive patterns that feel primal and ceremonial, evoking a sense of motion through untamed terrain. Ethereal synth swells drift in like mirages, while organic textures—possibly field recordings or cleverly manipulated samples—add a tactile, earthy presence that anchors the composition. There’s a notable restraint in the groove; the kick doesn’t overpower, but rather pulses beneath the surface like a heartbeat.

Where this remix truly shines is in its atmosphere. I Promised Mom masterfully balances tension and release, creating a dynamic journey that unfolds gradually. Subtle melodic motifs and off-kilter rhythms drift in and out, never rushing, always seducing. Around the midpoint, a psychedelic break opens up the space—letting the reverb-soaked leads and glitchy accents shimmer like heat waves over a desert horizon.

Magician On Duty’s aesthetic—a blend of mystique, depth, and dancefloor sensibility—is well represented here. The remix doesn't just reinterpret the original; it transports it to an alternate dimension. The result is immersive, transportive, and rich in emotional texture.

Mastering by Robert Trifunovic

Out on August 22nd exclusively on Beatport & Spotify

Psychedelic Safari

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The Lost Boys [SA], YO-GURT - Psychedelic Safari (I Promised Mom Remix) [Magician On Duty]

🎤 Artist: Traumtherapie
🎶 Titel: Pashanim – Shababs im VIP (Traumtherapie Remix)
🎁 Free Download
🎛️ Mastered by: Traumtherapie

📥 Free Download: https://hypeddit.com/ph6lag

For booking & questions: traumtherapiemusic@gmail.com

Demos: PM

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Pashanim - Shabab(e)s im VIP (Traumtherapie Remix)

Those familiar with the Tarot will know that the Hierophant is usually depicted as a Pope. However, at the time of the ancient Greeks, when horns meant wisdom, the word ‘hierophant’ meant ‘revealer of the sacred mysteries’ . 

For an increasing number nowadays, our understanding of these mysteries has grown through the study of quantum physics, cymatics and sacred geometry, and so my song expresses that vision of the Hierophant.

5. The Hierophant

Say it how it should be

"All The Places We Go" is a smooth, laidback indie pop-rock track that celebrates the magic of traveling with someone special. Layered with soft guitar, warm bass, and mellow organ, the song paints vivid pictures of breathtaking landscapes, ancient ruins, bustling city streets, and quiet moments shared on the road. At its heart, it’s a love letter to the idea that no matter how stunning the scenery, it’s the person beside you who truly makes the journey unforgettable.

All The Places We Go

This song was inspired by a wonderful beach day. I hope it captures summer energy. Have a wonderful rest of your day. thank you so much for listening (:

Sway with me

Monrroe – You Got Me (Zachary Kyle Remix)
Deep, emotional, and rolling — my take on this hauntingly beautiful Monnroe track featuring the stunning vocals of Alexa Harley.
All credit to Monnroe and Alexa for the original. 
Follow Monrroe:
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/monrroemusic/
SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/monrroe
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3NQSY6ZAbdAbHxk6uVQz5C
YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@MonrroeMusic

Follow Alexa Harley:
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/alexaharley/
SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/alexaharley
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3tvXcX4YGr7RKPvSNGrcsN
YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@AlexaHarley

Follow me (Zachary Kyle):
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/realzacharykyle/
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Email: zacharykylemusic@gmail.com

#DnB #DrumAndBass #LiquidDnB #Monnroe #AlexaHarley #ZacharyKyle #YouGotMe #DrumAndBassRemix #ZacharyKyleRemix #MonnroeRemix #AlexaHarleyVocals

Monrroe – You Got Me (Zachary Kyle Remix)

Glory

U.Poet - Big Picture {Prod By Kinelle Man}

A dark cyber club anthem pulsing with glitchy beats and neon energy. Welcome to the emergency zone.

Cy8er Night Emergency

Un viaggio strumentale tra rock e jazz, carico di groove, riff potenti e improvvisazione pura. Vibrazioni analogiche, energia viva.

O r g a n  D r i v e

I wasn't the storm
Wasn't the calm
Wasn't even the damn weather report
Just a line somebody skipped
while looking for the chorus

You kept a jar of sugar packets
from diners you don't remember
Me?
I was one of those
Sweet for a second
Then tossed in the glovebox
with expired maps and parking fines

I bought you soup when your sky cracked
You left me waiting on a Tuesday
A Tuesday, man?
The least poetic day of the week

You kept my jokes
but not my number
Told your friends
"she was... funny, I guess"
Hell of a eulogy

I was just a footnote for you
barely there, barely blue
Some flicker in the rearview
of a road you never meant to drive
Yeah...
I was just a footnote for you
But you?
You were a whole damn book for me

I made you pancakes once
You said you were allergic to mornings
And love
And me, apparently

You ever try deleting a voicemail
just so you don't memorize the silence at the end?
Yeah...
Me neither

I was just a footnote for you
just a scene that didn't test well
so they cut it in the final draft
But I kept your ghost in my guitar case
your laugh in the pocket of a coat I never wear
You were thunder
And I was...
a line break
Or less

You thought I was a footnote?
Baby, I'm the erratum
Printed loud
Page one
Right under your regrets

Just a Footnote

By pressing play
you agree to
1. Become a lifelong devotee of this artist
2. Stream everything, even the weird side projects
3. Comment: "Genius"
4. Buy vinyl
Even if you don't own a turntable
Especially if you don't own a turntable

You tapped the beat? That's binding
You laughed? That's proof of consent
By tapping your foot in a public place
you now owe me your attention
until my artistic phase ends
or I fake my death for press

No refunds
No complaints
No skipping the outro

Clause 7b: You will defend me in comment sections
Clause 9: You will quote me in arguments you barely understand
Clause 12: Your soul remains mine
in perpetuity
plus royalties

She ate the fries
He bought the fries
Boom - contract

Somewhere between ketchup
and that third laugh
she apparently co-signed
his entire fantasy

Her wrist brushed his wrist
now she's liable
for his unmet expectations
plus damages

Didn't read the menu?
Still binding
Smiled politely?
That's consent

These are the terms
These are the traps
You clicked "I agree"
without reading the map
No opt-out clause
No human review
By being polite
you said "I do"

Hired on a handshake
you just sold your Sundays
Your dreams?
They've been repurposed
for synergy

The job title said "Creative"
but it meant
"Copy, paste, obey"
You clock in?
You vanish
You breathe in cubicle gray

Your spine?
Company property
Your passion?
A performance metric

See Appendix D
for how to smile on Zoom
while crying on mute
See Section 19
on swallowing your rage
without leaving trace

These are the terms
These are the binds
You didn't negotiate
you were just being kind
Now your silence is debt
Your patience is proof
Your signature's inked
in the sweat of your youth

By hearing this
you acknowledge
All transactions are final
All expectations are assumed
All resistance
is a breach of contract

Thank you for your compliance!

Terms and Conditions

3 a.m.

I wrote the lyrics first as a poem for my father-in-law who recently passed away.  The bench was supposed to be a Christmas gift he and my mother-in-law were going to pick it up in the spring.  He recently passed away, and I still haven't finished the bench, but it will be finished in August.

As with all my demo tunes, the lyrics are 100% human, created by me.  I use AI to assist in developing the melody and singing.

The Bench

For 20 million years or more 
this hill has stayed the same 'till here in 1899 
won't be the same again
One thousand men marched to the top 
to fight the will of one
Into a hail of molten rain 
they fell there everyone

Empire calls you 
Kitchener is asking after you

Barely 15 years has passed 
a new fixture and time
One million men on every side 
along the Western line
Haig's whistle burst upon his lips
Balloon is up let’s kill the Fritz
Over the top your bayonets fixed
fell like a pack of cards

Empire calls you
Kitchener is asking after you

And now they have found 
Empires fallen to the ground
And all your Mothers Sons have fell in vain
Whilst in a field somewhere in France
a sway of Poppies dance
And a sea of crosses stretch for evermore......

A replay’s called in 39
by 44 it's extra time
From East to West along the line
the Bosh is on the run
Now Monty calls to Eisenhower
Churchill to the Eastern power
Send Hitler to the Bloody Tower
The British Empires done

Empire calls you
Kitchener is asking after you
Empire calls you
Kitchener is asking after you!

Empire

"NeurosYs" is NASP's 4th single of 2025
Next weekend it will be available on all streaming platforms, stay tuned.
All your support and feedback is highly appreciated.
Thank you all SO much in advance for listening.

Also please take a little of your time to support my work! 👇

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NeurosYs

The Alchemist

Thanks to my friend Chris for shredding on this track

Track construction - Combstead
lead guitar - Chris
mix - Combstead / Chris
mastered - Chris
artwork - Chris

Voice of reason - feat. Chris

CSG Anthem/Marilyn(Prod.QUITAII and Billionairstars)

I once overheard a conversation. A friend was saying "we're just women with too much rope".  I wasn't' entirely sure what she meant, but the phrase stuck with me.

Lyrics
Everything’s been easy at every turn
Too much freedom we never had to earn
Too much money, too much sex
Too many things going the way you’d expect

The light is bright, The day is long
We always had plenty of adequate dope
I never complained about what you did
When you gave us too much rope 

Too much coffee
Too much time
Too many options
To keep in line
Too much youth
In early days
Too much time and money
For the current craze

There were questions we didn’t need to answer
That was something that we never had to do
When things went wrong like they always tend to
There was always rope and it would pull us through

You must have made some choices in those empty days
Running up expenses that nobody pays
Did you think about it, was it something you planned
I'm not complaining I just don't understand

You gave us so much, thought we could do without hope
You kept us supplied with plenty of rope
Now it seems we're finding it harder to compe
With the bumpy ground and the slippery slope 

Too much nonsense
Too many rhymes
It's hard to hear
At the best of time
I never want to question
Who I'm talking to
Cuz the answers don't even sound
Half way true

There were questions we didn’t need to answer
That was something that we never had to do
When things went wrong like they always tend to
There was always rope and it would pull us through

All that rope seemed like a gift
I figured it would help me feel free
But I didn’t understand that rope weighs a lot
It’s weighing me down, it’s not letting me be

There came a time when it seemed to me
That this rope became a liability
Things that used to come so easily
Became tangled in their  complexity

For what you gave I felt gratitude
Now things have changed and now I have to conclude
Mabye we’d be better living day to day
If we didn't have this rope getting in our way

There were questions we didn’t need to answer
That was something that we never had to do
When things went wrong like they always tend to
There was always rope and it would pull us through

Too Much Rope

White Flag

This is not just an EP. This is a requiem in four acts.

Performed by the virtual progressive metal band Adelheide's Wisdom, this concept EP takes the listener on the complete emotional journey of grieving a fallen rock hero.

The cycle begins with the quiet, personal shock of 'Act I: The Inner Void', explodes into the raw, punk-rock anger of 'Act II: The First Cry', transforms into a massive, collective celebration of legacy with the 9-minute live anthem of 'Act III', and finds a final, majestic peace in the solemn, orchestral finale of 'Act IV: The Anthem of the Fans'.

It is a testament to a legend and a defiant statement that true music never dies. Welcome to 'The Day When Metal Died (but this will never happen)'.

A Beyond & Before Music production.

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Das ist nicht nur eine EP. Das ist ein Requiem in vier Akten.

Performt von der virtuellen Progressive-Metal-Band Adelheide's Wisdom, nimmt diese Konzept-EP den Hörer mit auf die vollständige emotionale Reise der Trauer um einen gefallenen Rock-Helden.

Der Zyklus beginnt mit dem leisen, persönlichen Schock von 'Akt I: Die innere Leere', explodiert in der rohen Punk-Rock-Wut von 'Akt II: Der erste Schrei', verwandelt sich in eine gewaltige, kollektive Feier des Vermächtnisses mit der 9-minütigen Live-Hymne von 'Akt III' und findet einen letzten, majestätischen Frieden im feierlichen, orchestralen Finale von 'Akt IV: Die Hymne der Fans'.

Es ist ein Testament für eine Legende und ein trotziges Statement, dass wahre Musik niemals stirbt. Willkommen zu 'The Day When Metal Died (but this will never happen)'.

Eine "Beyond & Before Music"-Produktion.

The Day When Metal Died - Act I The Inner Void

Beautiful Incorrigibility

(part one of two songs)

part II: https://soundcloud.com/temple-of-the-haunted-man/gazing-at-lost-pictures

Pictures And Memories

They Call me #2

God damn, you're so cold / Everyone that you touch
Well they just freeze, freeze
A heart of stone / Molten by the devil 
Your hatred made them leave, leave
Rebel souls, come my way / Stranglehold
It the motion of the world falling down
Crumble to the ground again, to the ground it ends
Expectations of a life full of love
Everything has died inside / To the hell, divide
See your colors fade / Hazy like the gray in your eyes
Yeah, you have changed, changed
Never sane / The chemical imbalance in your mind
Made you hate, hate
Rebel souls, come my way / Stranglehold
It the motion of the world falling down
Crumble to the ground again, to the ground it ends
Expectations of a life full of love
Everything has died inside / To the hell, divide

Stranglehold

Chris Drabble, based in the Northwest of England, is a rock guitarist who has over 50 years of playing experience.
With nearly 50K streams on SoundCloud in the last 12 months being a mixture of Guitar Rock and softer Ambient instrumental tracks, Chris is now ramping up his rock guitar work with his latest album ‘Foot to the Floor’, which harks back to his youth when rock guitar tracks had a catchy opening riff, and was the sort exciting music you felt you had to tap your foot to. 
His influences include Rush, Led Zeppelin, The Police, Simple Minds, Pink Floyd, Joe Satriani and Jimi Hendrix. He is currently listening to Porcupine Tree, Dream Theatre.