Really nice. I like your songs, your style! This is another 10!

Nice stuff like the sounds here...clean mix my friend

Can hear the Porcupine Tree influence in this - and you can’t beat a drop of of existential dread to keep you on your toes 😎🙏🙏

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Soul Bond (Remastered)

Far Reacher / Persistance

Far Reacher

Depuis la pandémie mondiale, plusieurs pays ont décidé de restreindre les sorties des citoyens pour les protéger du virus. Bonne idée ou mauvaise idée, là n’est pas le propos de la chanson. Le titre parle plutôt de ceux qui avaient déjà, ou qui ont maintenant de la difficulté à sortir de leur maison depuis cet évènement. Cela se nomme  le SYNDROME DE LA CABANE. Dans la chanson, une amie essaie de venir en aide à la personne qui a peur de sortir mais ne sait pas si ça va fonctionner.


Since the global pandemic, several countries have decided to restrict the exit of citizens to protect them from the virus. Good idea or bad idea, that’s not the point of the song. The title talks rather about those who had already, or who are now having difficulty leaving their house since this event. It is called the CABIN SYNDROME. In the song, a friend tries to help the person who is afraid of going out but doesn’t know if it will work.


Musiciennes et musiciens :
Marie-Christine Tremblay : vocal
Denis Caouette : paroles, musique & arrangements, guitares, back vocals et programmation.
Michel Otis : synthétiseur
Frank Corneau : Basse
Sébastien Savard : Violons
Jérôme Vandal : Batterie
Martin Larose (Studio Septentrio) : Réalisation



PHONOGRAPHE

Prison de Verre

Prison de verre

Existencial Dread

C'est La Vie

Haze of Time

Love is...

I was gonna clean the kitchen
but the plates began a union
They demanded better hours
so I left them on strike

I thought I'd check my emails
but the subject lines were yelling
so I brewed another coffee
and let them shout at spam

Tomorrow - it's perfectly clear
everything important will start right there
Today I'm rehearsing my grand excuse
tomorrow I'll tighten the noose

I planned to pay the landlord
but the app said "try again"
I took that as a cosmic sign
to binge another show

I promised I'd go running
but my shoes are still offended
they've been waiting by the doorway
like statues keeping score

Tomorrow - the schedule's clean
I'll publish a book and I'll learn to sing
Today I just practice the art of delay
tomorrow I'll do what I meant for today

They say life is short
but it feels long enough
to put off flossing
fixing the sink
and writing that thesis
If deadlines are real
then so are unicorns

I was gonna call my mother
but she'd only ask for news
And news is what I'll have
when I finally do some things

I really wanted progress
but my plans will never start
if intention counts as effort
then I'm a work of art

Tomorrow - it's patient and kind
it carries the weight I can't lift tonight
Today is for coffee, tomorrow's for war
today keeps moving onward, tomorrow even more

Tomorrow

Original track by Oziumpoet
https://soundcloud.com/oziumpoet
Guitars by Robert Grigg

Guitar OGs - Oziumpoet And Robert Grigg

GRETA

Hank Rusch's new single, "Laid To Waste," tells the story of a man blissfully aware that he's just another conquest in a woman's lustful pursuit. Undeterred, he is drawn like a moth to a flame, finding himself unable to resist the pull of her vortex of passion. The song is rich with references to addiction, highlighting the compulsive nature of his desire. Hank’s growly vocals sound even grittier on this track, as if there's an extra cubic yard of gravel adding raw intensity to his voice. Powerful chords, big drums, Hank really hits the groove on this one.

LAID TO WASTE
by Hank Rusch

Laid, Laid to waste
I wanted it all she'd only give me a taste
Laid, Laid to waste
I took a sip I took a step, I fell on my face

Well, I remember she came pretty well armed
With Stiletto Heels and a bullet bra
Peroxide hair, with dishwater roots
I started chargin' like a bull comin' out of the chute

Her skirt was so tight it couldn't get much higher
Her thighs were rubbin' so hot I thought they'd catch on fire
She shot'em all down one by one
But I was cocked and locked like a ... a loaded gun

She's a hundred proof
You got to dilute
You can't just take her down straight
She's a witches brew
She'll put a spell on you
She'll make any good man break

Laid, Laid to waste
I wanted it all she'd only give me a taste
Laid, Laid to waste
I took a sip I took a step, I fell on my face

We danced all night then we went to her place
I followed her home behind her BSA
Exhaust and Chanel was all I could smell
My heart was rockin' like a pumpjack well

When we got in the door we started huggin' and kissin'
That's when I knew it was pure ignition
She bit her lips and she moaned and moaned
We kept on doin' it all night long

It was just a drop
It hit the spot
It had me ruttin' like a stallion
But the tables turned
and soon I learned
I just had enough to just hold on

It was a lethal dose
I went comatose
I've never ever had that kind of lovin' before
Just one hit
and that was it
I got to go back for more

Laid
Laid to waste now baby
You laid me to waste
Ohhhhhh! You laid me to waste now baby
You laid, you laid, you laid, you laid, you laid
You laid me to waste
You laid me to waste now baby
Ohhhh! and I can't get enough
You laid me, You laid me, You laid me, You laid me to waste
You laid me, You laid me to waste,
Ohhhhhhh! baby

Laid To Waste

5 

Five days away
I sense a little tension
I'll bring the bad news into your day

Five days away
I sense a need of intervention
Or someone's getting hurt in some way


Oh, when you come home
And see that look upon my face
I won't need to say why I don't feel so great
It's time to go
And save you from a life of pain
Where the only time we shared was spent in vain


Five months away
You won't shed a tear
If I die there where I lay
Five months away
You'll see me at the station
Once you notice me, you'll turn away


Oh, when you come home
And see that look upon my face
I won't need to say why I don't feel so great
It's time to go
And save you from a life of pain
Where the only time we shared was spent in vain


(Ooh) Five years away
There'll be another one you know
Who won't break your heart and ever let you go

[Chorus]
Oh, when you come home
And see that look upon my face
I won't need to say why I don't feel so great
It's time to go
And save you from a life of pain
Where the only time we shared was spent in vain


Only time
Only time
Where the only time we shared was spent in vain
Only time
Only time
Where the only time we shared was spent in vain

Music and Lyrics by Tom Hall ©️2025

L2D (Reincarnated)

Composed, produced, sung and played by Carlos R (Carlos Rodrigues)

I woke up this morning and said, "Lord, I have to write this song."
Please don't let me be a sinner, always tell me what I did right or wrong.
They're trying to convince us, they pull hard, and it will never end.
Sometimes by lying, sometimes by killing. I beg you, Lord, give us the promised land.

A man is a man, let real science tell the truth.
You have nasty gender, and now what are you going to do?
A woman is a woman, why you don't understand?
The Lord defined it; please give us the promised land.

They're chasing children, telling them they can be something else.
A wound that never heals grows in their minds like an ugly spell.
It's time to stop this, Lord, please give me strength.
I need to tell my brothers that together we will fight this hell.

A man is a man, let science tell the truth.
You have an nasty gender, and now what are you going to do?
A woman is a woman, why you don't understand?
The Lord defined it; please give us the promised land.

Please give us the promised land.
Oh Lord,
Give us the promised land.

Sometimes I feel like... I don't know.
I feel like people need to wake up.
You know what... we got to fix this.

Promised land

The dawn appears
I'm full of fear
I spent the night 
On the frontier

They are coming
I can feel it
Despite the warmth
I am shaking

Where are you now
My dear Clara?
I need to be
In your arms honey

The first bullet 
Passed close to me
I breathe deeply
To be steady

Where are you now
My dear Clara?
I need to be
In your arms honey


Frontier

Grit in the Fight

Hallucinophonics exist at the nexus of consciousness and sound—crafting immersive soundscapes that challenge the boundaries between reality and reverie. Drawing from Pink Floyd's cosmic explorations, Porcupine Tree's atmospheric sophistication, and Tame Impala's psychedelic innovation, they create music that functions as both artistic statement and transformative experience.
Band's name reveals its mission: the precise articulation of hallucinogenic experience through sound. Their compositions weave together ethereal textures, progressive architectures, and hypnotic rhythms, exploring themes of consciousness evolution and existential discovery. From transcendent space rock anthems to introspective nocturnal transmissions, their music occupies that sacred territory where the cerebral meets the celestial.
Hallucinophonics represents a bold new chapter in psychedelic music—an invitation to perceive reality through different frequencies and discover that the most extraordinary journeys often begin with simply closing your eyes and listening.
Genre: Psychedelic Rock, Space Rock, Progressive Rock, Art Rock
For Fans Of: Pink Floyd, Porcupine Tree, Tame Impala, King Crimson, Radiohead

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