Autumn 2025 Support List - Volume V

"Pre-Release"
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"Some Days"
tells the personal  and painful
story of my last break-up.   
It describes my way out and the constantly 
tiring back and forth at the end and even after the relationship.
For me this was the most complicated "break" I've ever had..
But at leats it inspired me crazy. This Song helped me
processing and gettin' out of the sick "post-break-up-depression".
Hope it can help you too and that you enjoy.
Have a nice time Guys!

Fly

Some Days

SoMe DaYs-1 (rough)

Asalto al Cielo representa una búsqueda más profunda de banda en adentrarse en los elementos q definen al metal progresivo actual, trabajo de ritmáticas sincopadas cercanas al djent, elementos de Trip Hop, drums and base y música electrónica, sin renunciar a la sonoridad trovadoresca e hispana.

Créditos
Jorge Antonio Fernández Acosta: teclados
Emmanuel Urquía Linares: guitarra eléctrica, guitarra acústica, tres.
Luis Samuel Cano Ramos: drums, coros
Marcos Antonio Garrido y Guillermo Daniel Mena Ronda: Bajo eléctrico
Denis José Rodríguez Zamora: voz principal.

Producción musical, mezcla, master y voces de apoyo: Tiago Felipe
Producción Ejecutiva: Fondo de Arte Joven
Distribución @GitanaMedia

Por Toda la Ciudad Feat. David Blanco - Histerésis

Dreams My Guitar Told

“Miércoles” ya está disponible en todas las plataformas digitales 

Escúchala en Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/5h4oRE4HngmBCGKP4dV41A?si=BDLfFV20RMi-75UpG6Ww4w 

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NEGLIGENCIX - Miércoles

Autumn Breeze deals with themes of despair and melancholy - where the narrator is undecided on whether to give life another try, or fade into oblivion.

Autumn Breeze

Our version of the incomparable INXS song.

Don't Change

The clock's a flirt with perfect teeth
It bites each hour beneath my breath
I lead, it follows - no, the reverse
A tango measured in rehearse

Step, slip, sign, send
The dance begins again
She whispers, "Late is still on time"
I nod - her logic tastes like wine

Footnotes wink, the data moans
Each theorem grinding on its bones
I count to ten, revise, delete
The mirror mocks my tangled feet

My dear Deadline
you move like smoke
I chase, you choke
When I catch you
I vanish
and you begin again

Step, slip, sign, send
The song pretends to end
The paper breathes, the cursor blinks
The tango winks, the tango thinks

Tomorrow, same time?
Of course

Deadline Tango

October the 21st (Acoustic Version)
Recorded on a quiet Saturday at Recordingstube Ost, when drummer Erik was not present. Tobi, Pyro and Alex spent the day capturing an intimate acoustic interpretation of the song, focusing on atmosphere rather than perfection.

This version is not recorded live, yet it retains the same raw and immediate energy — a single-take performance that feels honest, imperfect, and real.
“October the 21st” reflects on loss, memories, and the recurring weight of certain days that never quite fade.

Lyrics
Another year passed by and the sun stopped to shine,
the hope of better days keeps me moving on.
The plans of tomorrow keep my head up high,
even though my dreams may die — every year at the same time.

When the leaves outside change from green into brown,
and all those windy nights the autumn storm has come,
and the rain keeps falling right out of my eyes —
I guess I still cry, cause I can’t believe that you’re…

The next season starts and I forget those wasted years,
start with new attitude and with new energy.
Try to believe everything will be okay,
but I know that my dreams will die — every year at the same time.

When the leaves outside change from green into brown,
and all those windy nights the autumn storm has come,
and the rain keeps falling right out of my eyes,
and all I do is cry, cause I can’t believe that you’re not mine.

When I need a hand or someone who understands,
someone who believes in me or shares my dreams —
after all these years I accept the misery,
it doesn’t matter which time of year.

When the leaves outside start to turn green
and the rain stopped falling but the sun doesn’t shine for me,
and the wind keeps blowing right into my face —
then I know my tears will fall,
cause I can’t believe that you’re not mine.

Credits
Written by Pyro
Performed by Pyro, Tobi, Alex
Recorded & mixed by Alex at Recordingstube Ost
Berlin, 2025

October the 21st [Acoustic Version]

Count Me in

Leviathan

Pop Punk/ Rock

co-produced, mixed, mastered and cover art by

@a7-recording-studio

www.a7recordingstudio.com

a7recordingstudio@gmail.com

If I'm Dead, You've All Been Dead For Weeks

Stilpane!!

An up tempo rock track about reconciling with the past. #indie #alternative #rock

Ode To Me

Halena Morbida is the product of a middle age crisis. It is not about a particular genre, it's about the joy of creating music.

I use Ableton Live 11, Ibanez GIO electric guitar, Harley Benton electric bass guitar, HB acoustic guitar and acoustic bass guitar, Boss ME-80 processor, bongos, tambourine, cajon, and a bunch of different kinds of flutes.
 I am not a musician, I just fool around, while learning how to play my instruments. 
The artwork for the tracks is AI generated and the titles are chosen mostly using the method of free association.
Thank you for listening to my crap! 
Have a nice life while you still have it!