Name: Memory Fade by EDMT
Duration: 3 min 48 s
Description: An instrumental shaped by shimmering arpeggios and wide pads. Its rising build and euphoric climax create the sensation of memories dissolving into speed. Even without lyrics, it conveys nostalgia and acceleration.

I decided to take another stab at creating a hopefully better sounding version of this song,  as it seems the message is relevant in these troubled times.  

I hope that heaven is a place where everyone can share the same space and  liberals and conservatives can exist in perfect harmony. Cause if you live a good life and you seal the deal and you end up in heaven how are you going to feel, if  when you get there there’s people who want to argue with you about politics
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Why can’t we all just all get along
Why can’t we live and let be
Why can’t we all just all mind our own business
And agree to disagree
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Will you let it go or will you keep on fighting even after your first Saint Peter sighting, or will you check the TV to see if there’s CNN or Fox News in Heaven. They had to pry your gun from your cold dead hand but now that you’re a soul in a spiritual land, will you still demand your second amendment rights to protect yourself in heaven.
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Why can’t we all just all get along
Why can’t we live and let be
Why can’t we all just all mind our own business
And agree to disagree
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I hope that in in heaven you can eat real steak with a bunch of vegans eating meat that’s fake, as you pose for a photo with Jesus trying to re-enact that painting of the last supper.
If you bump into that undocumented guy who you sent back to his country will you look him in the eye. Will you tell he’s not welcome in the United States part of heaven?
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All these people with extreme positions shouting to their hearts content
Like demented performance artists in a circus tent
They can try to push our buttons be we don’t have to let them
They can invite us to their party but we don’t have to show up.
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Why can’t we all just all get along
Why can’t we live and let be
Why can’t we all just all mind our own business
And agree to disagree

Heaven 2025

I wrote this to reflect on how i personally feel.

Broken Part Of Me

MidnightTerrace

Rejected Song 20250826-01 (Insturumental)

I wrote this song in 2020. 
Little did I know that the song would turn into reality so very quickly. 


LYRICS:

What a time to be alive
Oily puddles toxic skies
Stirred up hatred, lies, no big surprise


Reflections can not 
Hide the facts
They've seen it all
In those windswept skies 
And those empty eyes

	
What a time to be alive
Oily puddles toxic skies
Lies and hate, well there's no big surprise

Cause all they've ever known is fight
And we lost it over night 
But we got our pride 
So that's quite alright


I thought I saw you down the street
On the pavement where we used to be

But you aren't hiding 
You are gone
How did we get to this
How did it come to this
What have we done


No one's laughing since the day
The day of broken dreams
The day we've broken everything

No one's seen the sun for days
It's just how we feared
When the world would disappear


No one's laughing since the day
The day of broken dreams
The day we've broken everything

No one's seen the sun for days
And it's how we feared
When the world would disappear
	

No one's laughing
No one's laughing now
No one's laughing
No one's laughing now

03 Toxic Heat

Honored to share my latest collaboration with CYFR-360, a brilliant artist from the U.S. East Coast. His creativity and energy truly shine in this track, and working together across borders has been an inspiring experience. Big respect to CYFR-360 for bringing his unique touch to this project!

CYFR - 360
https://soundcloud.com/po301757?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Sakura Emotional  (Remixed by CYFR - 360)

An instrumental shaped by shimmering arpeggios and wide pads. Its rising build and euphoric climax create the sensation of memories dissolving into speed. Even without lyrics, it conveys nostalgia and acceleration.

Neon Highways

Memory Fade

In the days of indecision,
In the haze of the truth,
When the path is dark and endless,
And the choice is up to you.

When the curtains start to open,
it’s time to do your part,
the world counting on you now
And you don’t know how to start

Trust your gut
Follow your heart
To thine own self be true
I’m with you.

In the times that test your spirit,
When the world is far from kind,
when hope is dim and fleeting,
and strength is hard to find.

When the road divides before you,
and the night won’t let you see,
When the weight is heavy on your shoulders,
And you don’t know who to be.

Trust your gut
Follow your heart
To thine own self be true
I’m with you.

Seasons changing way to fast
These years - where have they gone?
I hope you hear me still
When you’re on your own.

Trust your gut
Follow your heart
To thine own self be true
I’m with you.


I'm With You

Here is a real stinker of a song 
I was trying to create a new song and was reading a bunch of very old lyrics from my 20s that were laying around in a drawer.   Some of these manifestos of youth, though earnest and ambitious, have not aged well over the years  ....like that piece of moldy cheddar at the back of the fridge... Leftovers, no longer suitable for public consumption..though one did leap from its hiding place and forced(inspired) me to write a song about it before it sent me down the river never to be seen again.....

simple melody , pretty rough pounding on the electric and keys with a drum track from my phone
Homer Simpson helps to illustrate the food metaphor for this  somewhat out of tune tune 
best i can do with what I got


Leftover Song

This song it smells like moldy cheese                      
With words of youth gone stale and left behind      
A little blue, a little rancid                                              
From the back of the fridge to the bright lights        

Curdled by the curse of indecision                            
Now, I take a sip and promptly spit and spill            Over-seasoned with the sweat of self-reflection   
Makes it kind of  hard to swallow, I’m hungry still                          
Perhaps my best before date                                       
Has been exceeded                                                       
What once was firm has now gone soft and sour    
This tune unchosen                                                        
Slowly decomposing                               
Reanimated by a higher power                                   
Leftover song of mine                                                
Resurrected now for you                                                                      
This song it has the feel of the familiar
Simple shapes and sounds sung in the major G
I tried to lose it, give it the slip, in the parking lot of my mind
But it jumped in my car, took me hostage and assumed my identity

Tied me up, took me down to the river
And sent me on my way
On a boat that sailed in circles 
With a piano that could not play
It’s a coup d’ etat, a Mardis Gras
Said the one that got away
A monster of my own creation

These nouns and verbs gone wild
A verse unseeded
Left in the sun to slowly bloom and flower
Starved of attention
No comprehension
Of what was locked inside my Ivory Tower
Leftover song of mine
Busting loose to sing to you





Leftover Song

A Better Place Instrumental

I'm gonna keep revising this song until I get it right.

Farlands

(V3) Farlands

EDMT is a Tokyo-based duo whose sound was born in the underground clubs of Shibuya and shaped by the sleepless glow of the city. Known for their powerful collaborations with female vocalists, they build a bridge between intimate storytelling and explosive festival energy.
Their music avoids the clichés of EDM by weaving narratives into every drop. Vocals are not simply decoration but central to the journey, carrying fragile emotions into monumental sonic structures. In their productions, basslines roar like racing engines, synths shimmer like neon reflections, and atmospheres stretch as wide as Tokyo’s skyline after midnight.
Before their debut, EDMT gained recognition with underground remixes and live performances where their aggressive yet melodic style stood out. With Neon Highways, their first official album, they present a complete vision: EDM as both poetry and weapon, Tokyo as both city and myth, and music as both memory and acceleration.

Memory Fade

EDMT

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