Ambient Room

The Cosmos

Mercury

Venus

Pluto

Spacewalk

The Old Castle

This song is to lift your spirit back up whenever your having a Bad Day

Bad Day

I Tunes

A neon-lit chessboard pulses under flickering streetlights. Every heartbeat is a metronome, every thought a blade. This is trap-phonk laced with glitchcore venom: sitar riffs slice through 808 thunder while distorted vocals whisper death notes in binary.  Lyrically, it’s Light Yagami vs. L on a midnight rooftop—justice raining in silence, logic hunting in cold math. No heroes, no mercy, just calculated carnage and the echo of “Next move?”

Checkmate Mind

(FR) Un jazz discret, feutré, où le manque devient murmure.
La contrebasse promène ses pas comme un vieux chat moqueur,
insaisissable et tendre.
Les accords s’attardent, entre spleen doux et pensées amoureuses.
Un morceau pour ces soirs où l’absence pèse…ou réchauffe, par le souvenir.

(EN) A discreet, mellow jazz where absence speaks in whispers.
The double bass strolls like an old mischievous cat,
tender and elusive.
Chords linger between soft melancholy and quiet longing.
A track for those evenings when the other isn't there…but their memory still warms the air.

When You're Not Around


The weather’s turning cold, my dear
The wind is blowing from the north
Let’s gather wood to build a fire
let’s put some green around the old front door

Soon the family will be gathering
Friends and loved ones that we hold dear
They’ll laugh and drink and sing
And toast the ones that are no longer here

they’ll raise their glass
draw their friends and family near
And toast the one no longer here

they’ll be sitting at this table soon
Raising up old memories
Breaking bread and sharing tales
Finding comfort in their company

And someone will give their thanks above
For they made it through another year
And there’ll be better days ahead
When the first signs of spring appear

Oh, how they will rejoice!
They’ve made it through the year
Soon the spring will reappear

And when the new year comes around again
And We’re alone inside our thoughts so deep
we’ll swear to be our better selves
Making promises we;ll never keep

Christmas '25

Silent Light

INTENTIONS

chakra dance (trance) 🪬

Ground Wires

DICHTERLESUNGEN ÜBERALL

given my list of themes when I started working on my album “Despair,” here is my fourth-to-last song.

have you already been to an immersive art exhibition? using VR and AR glasses, 3D mapping, elaborately designed projections, and sophisticated soundscapes, these institutions offer the opportunity to witness art in a multisensory and emotional way.

before the remarkable advent of digital technology, this special pleasure could only be experienced by consuming widely discredited plants such as magic mushrooms, mescaline cacti, or a hawaiian baby woodrose. or through an instrument that has been almost replaced by electronic entertainment: human imagination.

this atrophying ability can unfold effects by far more immersive than anything that could ever be achieved through digital simulation because every imagination is absolutely unique, solely existing in the mind of the individual. 

think of the paintings by caspar david friedrich: heaps of immersive power for unique experiences, interpretations and lively discussions (one of carina and my favorite pastimes).

there is this enigmatic work, “winter landscape with church,” (see wikipedia), which at first glance shows exactly what its title suggests. but then you discover a detail in this scene, which has sparked the imagination of the many experts who have attempted to interpret it. many have identified religious messages in it.

I – largely unimpressed by christian iconography and theological confirmation bias – I just feel the icy cold mist creeping into my clothes, into my skin, into my bones. I smell the piercing frost in the air as the white fragrance of a vast nothingness. I hear the heavy silence of the snow. somewhere, the cry of a crow echoes, and an old tree sighs and cracks. I see the inhospitable outline of a cathedral, like a lifeless mirage from another world. and then, in front of me, I witness an infinitely wordless tragedy.

a person. in ultimate self-abandonment. in despair that leaves everything behind. following one final illusion that transforms a lonely death into a dream. a dream I tried to turn into a song. 

no need for special glasses.

©music and lyrics by Hans-Michael Albers, translational support by deepl, instrumental cover & vocal performance by suno 5


He drops in the snow where the cold winds bite
No clue where he’s heading, no strength left to fight 
His crutches tossed down like: Man, I’m done 
Breath turning to clouds in the weak morning sun

Tiny fir trees stand there, quiet and small 
Iced-up and shivering but still standing tall 
They’ve taken the storms and they’ve ridden the night
But damn, they look peaceful in that pale blue light

Lone, lost in hope
No way to cope
Ice freezing breath
Tears
Grief 
And death

Through the fog in the distance a steeple breaks through 
Like a half-faded signal saying: Hey, still you 
A ghost of a promise in the silence and snow 
A place for the lost when they’ve got nowhere to go

He stares at that church with a shake in his chest 
Worn-out as hell but still trying his best 
And something inside, real tiny, real thin
Goes: Yeah, you’re hurting, but you’re not cashing in

Lone, lost in hope…

He hauls himself up with the last of his drive
Snow on his jacket but wait, he’s alive 
And the church just waits there, calm like it knows: 
You’re stuck in the frost, but you’ll get where you go

Lone, lost in hope…


Lone, lost in hope

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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Spacewalk

David Wurden

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