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"Cold The Wind" is a haunting post-punk/synthwave odyssey that plunges listeners into the twilight of human existence. Pulsing analog synths and reverb-drenched guitars create a glacial soundscape beneath vocals that transition from whispered confessions to desperate pleas.

The track navigates the fragility of life with unflinching clarity – contrasting the innocence of youth with the inevitable decay of time. A narrator watches their strength fade while observing their great-granddaughter's vitality, creating a poignant generational dialogue between beginning and end.

During the bridge, the instrumentation emphasises the narrator's final reflections on mortality. The arrangement builds to a climactic finale where shimmering arpeggios collide with mechanical percussion – a sonic representation of life's beautiful chaos giving way to cosmic inevitability.

"Cold The Wind" doesn't just confront death; it embraces the cyclical nature of existence, finding strange comfort in life's impermanence. For fans of The Cure's atmospheric despair, Depeche Mode's electronic melancholy, and Carpenter Brut's retro-futuristic tension.

Cold The Wind

"Hunger" is a searing post-punk manifesto that transforms societal outrage into raw sonic energy. The track builds around a relentless bass line and sharp, angular guitar work that perfectly complements its unflinching examination of food insecurity in a world of abundance.

The verses paint a stark portrait of food bank reality—fluorescent-lit desperation where "lives are reduced to logistics" and "dignity slips further away." When the chorus hits with its haunting refrain "In the shadow of plenty, we stand in line," minimal synth textures swell beneath increasingly urgent vocals that build from controlled tension to righteous anger.

Midway through, the instrumentation breaks into chaotic, distorted territory as the lyrics shift from observation to accusation, calling out systemic failures with undisguised contempt. The track's climactic final section features multiple vocal layers that create a chorus of dissent, with the repeated mantra "Food is for everybody, not just for the rich" delivered with punk ferocity over increasingly frenzied percussion.

"Hunger" stands in the tradition of politically charged post-punk pioneers like Gang of Four and The Pop Group while incorporating modern production techniques that give its message immediate, visceral impact. A powerful statement on inequality that refuses to look away from uncomfortable truths.

Hunger

Crime is high in Gotham city. I called in psyched artist Llanpsych for help. I offered him a mic and he just dropped it, picked up his Les Paul and made this song epic! Well done bro. First of many hopefully man. Really nice production here. Fair play 👏🏽

Check out Llanpsych here: https://soundcloud.com/llanpsych

#Buzzing Metal Candidate (though it's totally more Rock then metal 😆)


Lyrics

I'm batman
I 'aint no rat man
I'm still not fat and I tan
Call the night black clan
Come over here Gotham

No Suit...
No Mobil
'Used to have that Robin feel...
No Bike...
No Plane...
Used to save...
Now better days

My training cave is a house
The routine!
Being a parent
To the kids... I'm Batman!
Well... Until I turn Penguin

No Suit...
No Mobil
'Used to have that Robin feel...
No Bike...
No Plane...
Used to save...
Now better days

Alfred is bored
This bat don't hire... I'm poor!
'Peugout for missions
Sorry Earth... More emmisions
Where's the joker?
In school... She's 4
Bill Hicks is back but Alma (the best jokes ever), she's more...
Then in an hour, it's mini me Theodore (The fastest at everything)
Then everything too, Matilda (An amazing artist & athlete)
The World is their door

I'm Batman

File Updated: Removed all vocal layering for now to bring eberything back and hearable. Will add back gradually and get a proper mixed crescendo progression going. Added acoustic guitar and it drills home the unusual amount of half steps in an hungarian minor scale which is what makes it different. Acoustic also serves as a short slow tempo catch the breath at the end

File Updated: Vocal now reflects that Marcin is Polish and not from Belgrade but sure I love doing stuff like that (fixing music and words... not changing people's nationalities haha)


This song is artist Marcin Kulik's original instrumental track. I put a vocal track on it with some mouthed sound effects. I added a littel more bass & guitar and double speed to 210 bpm for the finale. Marcin was temporarily Serbian when this was written (I love Serbians) but he's actually Polish so I adjusted accordingly :-)

Marcin is a super artist and an amazing human being. Well worth connecting with him. Takes pride in 'making' it human while embracing all the tools he can. Main point. Marcin actually makes his music thoughtfully and that deserves to be spread and celebrated in the face of all the fake bullshit music around. Their smell is a little less now my man. They got MK/TBD musical perfume!

Keep it creative brother. My Marcin rabbit hole 'aint going anywhere anytime soon :-)

Lyrics
Kulikade
Torun titan
The bell grade
Kulikade
Musical Lucozade

Aw man I'm Hungarian minor
Aw yeah I'm rhythmically finer
Aw man I'm human and high er with finer forms of primer
Crystals paint my soul
Good music is whole
Abyss of bliss
We base jump dive in this
Beats oh so brave
105bpm sent us some save save save
Behave behave
Hating grave hating grave

Kulikade
Torun titan
The bell grade
Kulikade
Musical Lucozade
I'm a clown he's not from Belgrade

Kulikade

🔊 FRACTURED NATION – "THE MACHINE" (POST-PUNK / COLDWAVE) 🔥

"We speak but never touch. Our voices caught, tangled—left to drift in electric spaces."

Fractured Nation returns with a chilling meditation on digital isolation, human fragility, and the cold pulse of the modern age. "The Machine" is a brooding, wire-taut post-punk anthem, where ghostly vocals echo through cavernous synths, jagged guitars slice like fractured glass, and a relentless rhythm section mirrors the inhuman precision of the systems we’re trapped inside.

📡 Lyrics that cut deep:
"I hear them, faint and scattered… whispers threaded through wires."
"There’s something human in the noise—a pulse that never reaches."
"Our words swallowed by the circuits… leaving only the machine."

🔌 Soundtrack for the disconnected:

Basslines that coil like exposed wiring.

Drums sharp and mechanical, a metronome for the hollow age.

Guitars that shimmer and snarl—alive in the static.

Vocals half-submerged, drowning in the hum of the unseen.

For fans of Joy Division, Soviet Soviet, Lebanon Hanover, and The Soft Moon. This is music for the flickering screen-lit night, where every connection feels like a phantom limb.

❌ The machine won’t save you. But this song might. ❌

LISTEN NOW. BEFORE THE SIGNAL FADES.

The Machine

Drenched in reverb and dripping with cynicism, Fractured Nation's "CCTV" is a stark soundtrack for a fractured world. Echoing guitars and a driving rhythm underscore lyrics that bite with dark humor and unsettling truth. Experience the sound of paychecks and pain. #DarkPostPunk #Atmospheric #NewRelease #FracturedNation #CCTV

CCTV

A stark descent into the chaos of the modern mind, "Anxiety" delivers a relentless post-punk groove stripped of polish and soaked in raw emotion. Driven by a tight bass and drum rhythm, the track spirals through jagged guitar textures and bleak lyricism that speak to panic attacks, therapy fatigue, and the quiet violence of surviving in a fractured world. No anthems, no escape—just the sound of someone trying to hold it together. This is post-punk at its most honest: cold, urgent, and uncomfortably real.

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