This composition is inspired by the famous Grimm’s fairy tale of the same name. While Stratocasters, synthesizers, and electric bass may not seem the most obvious choice for such a piece, I truly enjoyed bringing it to life.
Big thanks to Karri Hunter for bringing the voice of the King to life at the end of the song.
108 bpm

Cinderella

I'll Give My Pain  (Maxter)

Hallucinophonics - "White Eyes"
From the shadowed corridors of consciousness comes our latest transmission—a haunting exploration of the liminal spaces between life and death, reality and reverie.
"White Eyes" ventures into the darker chambers of the psyche, where ancient mansions hold memories that refuse to fade and spirits walk through candle-lit halls seeking what was lost. This track weaves together vintage Hammond organ, ethereal guitars, and atmospheric soundscapes to create a sonic séance that bridges the earthly and the eternal.
Crafted with analog warmth and cosmic intention, the song builds from whispered beginnings to transcendent climax, embodying our mission to articulate the ineffable through sound.
Experience the extraordinary by closing your eyes and letting the phantom guide you through the hall where time grows pale.
🕯️ Launching September 2025
🌌 Where the cerebral meets the celestial
Produced with vintage instruments and modern vision
Mixed in analog warmth
Mastered for cosmic transmission

White Eyes

Various artists singing DougEboi's music.

Make a Difference (Radio Edit) (Remix)

Depuis la pandémie mondiale, plusieurs pays ont décidé de restreindre les sorties des citoyens pour les protéger du virus. Bonne idée ou mauvaise idée, là n’est pas le propos de la chanson. Le titre parle plutôt de ceux qui avaient déjà, ou qui ont maintenant de la difficulté à sortir de leur maison depuis cet évènement. Cela se nomme  le SYNDROME DE LA CABANE. Dans la chanson, une amie essaie de venir en aide à la personne qui a peur de sortir mais ne sait pas si ça va fonctionner.


Since the global pandemic, several countries have decided to restrict the exit of citizens to protect them from the virus. Good idea or bad idea, that’s not the point of the song. The title talks rather about those who had already, or who are now having difficulty leaving their house since this event. It is called the CABIN SYNDROME. In the song, a friend tries to help the person who is afraid of going out but doesn’t know if it will work.


Musiciennes et musiciens :
Marie-Christine Tremblay : vocal
Denis Caouette : paroles, musique & arrangements, guitares, back vocals et programmation.
Michel Otis : synthétiseur
Frank Corneau : Basse
Sébastien Savard : Violons
Jérôme Vandal : Batterie
Martin Larose (Studio Septentrio) : Réalisation



PHONOGRAPHE

Prison de Verre

Prison de verre

Nowhere to hide.
Nowhere to run. 
No way to stop.
What is to come.
They're trying to buy...
Your sacred light.
Your sacred light. 

No point in work.
It's all been done.
Nothing to show.
You won't become.
They're trying to buy.
Your sacred light.
Your sacred light.

I was standing at the side of the road.
Hoping somebody would lighten the load.
They're trying to buy.
Your sacred light.

I was dreaming of running away.
I couldn't find truth in what they said.
They're trying to buy.
Your sacred light.

We're all at fault.
Now we are gone.
The game is lost.
The race is run.
They're trying to buy.
Your sacred light.
Your sacred light.

Do you beleive all the lies that they told you? yeah.
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Did you buy what they sold you? yeah.
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
We are gonna blow you all away.
Deliberator.

Do you beleive all the lies that they told you? yeah.
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Can't you feel how they hold you? yeah.
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
We are gonna send them all to war.
Instigator.

Do you beleive everything that they told you? yeah.
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Did you use what they sold you? yeah.
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
We all know what's in store.
Mediator.

Do you beleive all the lies that they told you? yeah.
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Can't you feel how they hold you? yeah.
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
Mother Russia. (Motherfucker)
We don't give a fuck what you all say.
Conspirator.

Mother Russia

😆(Preface ..this is our 100th track on SoundCloud)🫨
OK, we’re back, ready to get hated even more than before, especially from those who have no sense of humor!😆
🚀 Wanna see Uranus? 🌌
No, not what you're thinking… or maybe yes 😏
A cosmic comedy with a twist: William Herschel, who discovered Uranus in 1781, was also a musician - so we’re in good company. The Beating Edge shares his love for both music and the stars. Dropping late August, this track is perfect for summer nights under the stars (and cracking a few cosmic jokes). Look up… and remember: it's just a planet!
💫 Poetic license alert: we know Uranus isn’t actually shining bright in the night sky, it’s almost invisible to the naked eye. To spot it, you’d need binoculars or a small telescope, and a really dark location, definitely not in the city.
💫 Bonus: you don’t need a telescope to enjoy it, but laughing is mandatory!
Have fun and maybe we’ll talk about Ur-anus 😂 in the comments!
Love you all!! 🫶

At the moment, this track is exclusively available on SoundCloud.
Released on August 22, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

Wanna see Uranus?

Hey, wanna come and check out Uranus?
It’s shining bright, you gotta see this
Everyone’s got their cameras out
Capturing something way too lit to miss

Wait, what? Did you just say Uranus?
Are you serious? Or messing with me?
My... what now? Can you say it again?
Is this some kind of cosmic comedy?

No, no, no, it’s the planet, man
Out there spinning in the endless span
Not what you’re thinking, don’t be shy
Just look up at the summer sky

Wanna see Uranus? It’s out tonight
Glowing in the dark, such a crazy sight
Not what you thought, don’t lose your cool
It’s just a planet, no need to drool

My... anus? Really? That’s the joke?
I thought you said something broke
But now I’m laughing, can’t deny
Uranus rules the cosmic sky

Wanna see Uranus? Come along
It’s more than just a silly song
Look up high, don’t be confused
It’s the planet, dude, not your… you know

Wanna see Uranus? Come along
It’s more than just a silly song
Look up high, don’t be confused
It’s the planet, dude, not your… you know!

Uranus

Take Me Back

"The story in Your Eyes" (J. Heyward) [08.25.25]
J Dulva and Counting Coup
(c) 2025 Cenote Music

Poolside Residency 2024

The Story in Your Eyes [08.25.25]

Sometimes life really feels like a sitcom on wheels 🚗💥.
“Just Another Day” is born from a couple of small real accidents that happened to two of us (don’t ask who 😅). Between alarms, burnt breakfasts, empty gas tanks, exploding tires and near-superhero sprints, we tried to turn the chaos into a darkly playful pop rock anthem. Because at the end of the day… it’s just another day!🤪

At the moment, this track is exclusively available on SoundCloud.
Released on September 5, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

It is Sunday morning
the alarm is ringing
I don’t want to wake up
I just need more sleeping

It’s already 9 o’clock
I can’t wait to see you
I get up and grab some bread
it almost makes me dead

But I’ve no time
I take my car
driving straight to you
now something’s wrong
I need to stop
I’m out of fuel

Dozens of cars ahead
under this burning sun
it’s just another day
a day of madness, craziness
but nothing in this world
will stop me going on
I’m back into the traffic
feeling lost, confused and stuck
I’m going slightly crazy
I just need a mental pit stop

Now I’m driving faster
I’ve almost reached you
there are only 9 more blocks
keeping me away from you
When the blocks are only 4
suddenly a tire blows
and I crash into the wall
I’m OK but the car is not

I need to run
it’s getting late
and no, I can’t wait
to hug you once again
I want to hold
you in my arms
and kiss you once again
after all
it’s just another day

I feel like the Flash
my shoes are burning
I’m sweating like a runner
I just need some resting
But now I’m almost there
breathless and almost dead
when someone makes me stumble
this is just another day

Dozens of cars ahead
under this burning sun
it’s just another day
a day of madness, craziness
but nothing in this world
will stop me going on
I’m back into the traffic
feeling lost, confused and stuck
I’m going slightly crazy
I just need a mental pit stop

This is just another day
yeah, just another day

Just Another Day

Echoes in the Void

David Wurden is a composer, keyboardist, drummer, and skilled producer. With a penchant for exploring the unconventional, he possesses a unique ability to revolutionize musical compositions, defying traditional boundaries. Through his artistry, David takes listeners on a captivating sonic odyssey, venturing into uncharted territories and reimagining both vintage and contemporary sounds. His evocative melodies and intricate rhythms transport audiences, allowing their imaginations to wander freely in the boundless expanse of the universe. With an unwavering commitment to pushing the boundaries of musical expression,  David Wurden is an unparalleled force in the world of music.

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Echoes in the Void

David Wurden

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