This track feature our June 2020 Playlist https://soundcloud.com/diego-benedito-145662092/sets/1st-song-music-june-2020-1

Ghost in the Wallpaper
This song paints a haunting portrait of emotional absence and surreal memory. Set in a decaying domestic space, the narrator is surrounded by eerie remnants of a lost love—shoes in strange places, lipstick stains, and voices in machines. The lyrics blend poetic melancholy with cryptic imagery, evoking a sense of psychological unraveling. The chorus likens love to a “phantom limb,” something once vital now painfully missing. With its quiet-loud-quiet structure and fragmented storytelling, the song captures the tension between longing and madness, memory and reality. It’s a sonic ghost story wrapped in distorted guitars and whispered regrets.

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Lyrics 

[Intro – Ambient build]  
[Soft piano echoes, distant vinyl crackle, heartbeat-like kick]

[Verse 1 – intimate, breathy vocals]  
She left her shoes in the microwave,  
Her laugh still lives in the static haze.  
The ceiling drips with yesterday,  
I sleep beneath her echo’s weight.

[Pre-Chorus – rising tension]  
I trace her name in the frost on glass,  
Time rewinds but never lasts...

[Chorus – cinematic burst]  
Love is a phantom limb—  
Twitching in the wind.  
I scream into the floor,  
But love don’t live here anymore.

[Instrumental 1 – orchestral swell + distorted guitar]  
[Strings rise, guitar bends like memory warping]

[Verse 2 – falsetto + layered harmonies]  
The fridge hums like a lullaby,  
I talk to shadows passing by.  
Her lipstick stains the bathroom sink,  
I drink her name, I drink, I sink.

[Bridge – glitchy, fragmented]  
She’s a flicker in the TV snow,  
A whisper in the undertow.  
I built a shrine from broken phones,  
But all I hear are dial tones.

[Instrumental 2 – glitch-pop interlude]  
[Stuttered beats, reversed pads, ghostly vocal chops]

[Verse 3 – spoken word + ambient pads]  
Her voice spins in the washing machine,  
Curtains twitch when I say her name.  
This house plays a haunted game,  
And I’m the only one left to lose.

[Verse 4 – full band, emotional peak]  
She carved goodbye in a butter knife,  
Left fingerprints on my second life.  
I chase her shadow through the stereo,  
But all I get is vertigo.

[Chorus – final, cinematic crescendo]  
Love is a phantom limb—  
Twitching in the wind.  
I scream into the floor,  
But love don’t live here anymore.

[Outro – ambient fade]  
No more, no more, no more...  
Love don’t live here...  
Love don’t live here...  
Anymore...

[Hidden Track – lo-fi tape loop]  
[Whispers of the chorus, detuned piano, fading heartbeat]
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© Lyrics and concept by Martin Oliver Beinersdorf / MOBest  
All rights reserved. Unauthorized use, reproduction, or distribution is prohibited.


Ghost in the Wallpaper

Only Shallow//Only More New Settings

Melbourne

Only Until It's Over

stilllifeburning EP

Recorded, mixed, and mastered at The Cave Studio, Los Angeles by Josiah Mazzaschi

Burn Your Name

GRACE GILLESPIE - HUH

I am a child
I do not know
Swing in the sunshine
Which way I don’t know

What is this life
from which we creep?
Into the darkness
Our love seeps

It’s so unlikely 
That you would find me
Outside the wind blows
No I will not go

HUH!

In your heart 
In your soul 
There’s a place 
You can go
Out of luck 
Out of line 
And I will still be swinging in the sunshine

What does your smile
mean to the world?
What can your lies 
do to this small girl?

I have a place 
You’ll never find
Hide in the confines of my own mind

It’s so unlikely 
That you cannot see
Outside the wind blows 
No I will not go

HUH!

In your heart 
In your soul 
In your mind 
Don’t you know
Out of luck 
Out of fear 
Well now you’ve done the damage you can disappear

In your heart 
In your soul 
Are you sure 
you are sold
on this life 
on this lie? 
You can watch it growing as the time goes by

© 2020 Kaleidoscope

HUH (Single)

GRACE GILLESPIE - Empty In The Capital

It is what it is
Not what it ought to be
Not exactly what you wanted
Not exactly what you need
But I am comfortable with knowing
That our consciousness is growing
Learning to destroy ourselves
And blame it on something else

It is what it is
Not what it used to be
Not the past and not the future
Something in-between
But I am comfortable with riding 
On the moving parts of time
Like I am comfortable looking
At the London skyline

But I am not myself today
What is it I’m doing?
What was it I wanted to say?
Yes I am grateful for the day
Just restless in the rationale
Empty in the Capital

It is what we are
Not what we choose to be
Cannot capture just the essence
Cannot pragmatise our presence
But we’re comfortable with living
While some other eyes are stinging
Like we’re comfortable with turning
Our faces to the sky

But I am not myself today
What is it I’m doing?
What was it I needed to say?
Yes I am grateful for the day
Just restless in the rationale
Empty in the Capital

Ahhh not we are not ourselves today
What is it we’re doing?
What was it we wanted to say?
Are we ungrateful for the day?
Just restless in the rationale
Empty in the Capital

© 2020 Kaleidoscope

Empty In The Capital

It Is What It Is

Danger Kill ft. Honeyblood

Static in Verona is the work of Chicago musician Rob Merz, creating dreamy power pop weaved in an eclectic mixture of experimental, electronic and rock. A towering mass of sound built around uplifting, emotionally powerful choruses and epic arrangements.

All Static in Verona's music is available as a name-your-price (even free) downloads on Bandcamp at http://staticinverona.bandcamp.com and on all streaming and download platforms.

Darken Your Door

Stream it here: https://ffm.to/youltketalkingabout.ois

Written and performed by Sara Wolff
Produced by Adam Rothschild and Sara Wolff
Mixed and engineered by Adam Rothschild
Adam Rothschild: Guitar
Andrew Lockhart: Drums
Steven Holmes: Bass
Sara Wolff: Lead Guitar
Sam Maddison: Additional Guitar

Mastered by Jim Spencer
Artwork by Becky McGillivray
Recorded in Eve Studios Manchester 2019

Lyrics:

You are hungry today
I can see it in your eyes
From all the way across the room 
They’re all in for a big surprise

I can see you sniff the air
They see you now try to get away but
Just one moment too late
Perfect style but sharky smile oh

You like talking about yourself
You like talking about yourself
	
A massive black hole in your place
Everyone’s shouting in despair
Your reflection in their face 
They all know that the end is near

Must admit I look away
Caught up in your own conceit
Chew them up and swallow down
Just in time for a juicy treat 

You like talking about yourself
You like talking about yourself
You like talking about yourself
You like talking about yourself

What have you done?
What have you done?
What have you done?
You ate my firstborn son!
What have you done?
What have you done?
What have you done?
You ate my firstborn son!

You like talking about yourself
You like talking about yourself
You like talking about yourself
You like talking about yourself

You Like Talking About Yourself

I'll Never Survive

Your Silence is an introspective and reflective song which stems from a scientifically proven fact that the brain responds to being ignored in the same way as it does to physical pain. Your Silence captures both the agony and ferocity one encounters in this situation, as well as the elements of undisputable beauty experienced alongside silence itself. 

Made in collaboration with hugely talented Alex Hall, praised by DJs, press and critics for his DIY approach to his 'British Pop' sound, and heavyweight mix engineer Jay Pocknell (whose past associates include Alt-J and Marika Hackman).

Melbourne

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