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psychodelic duet with Ms. Colas (jam)

From 12 little preludes by I. S. Bach, recomposed by Alisa Wunder

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Silene - Fleursonseaux
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Silene

This is a little song about how the seeds of love grow, with many thanks to @APi_ZZ for his remix and his help with the cover. 

Awakenings

Crossing

They told us the right song would come.
That the great idea would just... arrive.

It didn’t.

Every time they try to write something new,
it feels like finishing someone else’s thought.
Or quoting a quote they never read.

Or maybe they did.

They’re not blocked.
Not dry.

Just… surrounded.

Ideas are everywhere.
And every single one of them
already sounds like them.

Kate hums a melody.

“Nice,” Ava says.

Kate sighs.
“Oh, that? Paul Anka and David Bowie liked it too. Back in ’68.”

This is Test 10.

It’s not about ego.
It’s not about fame.

It’s the question every artist, scientist, and over-caffeinated soul eventually asks:

When do I get to write that song?

Song: When Do I Get to Write That Song?

They told me the words would just arrive
But I'm still searching for a line alive
I stitch together threads so thin
Hoping to craft what's never been

A melody loops, a thought returns
The candle flickers, the midnight burns
A mirror of a mirror-so avant-garde
But no one's clapping in the avant-garde!

Is it derivative, or self-aware?
Does the art reflect, or just despair?
The tighter I hold, the more it slips
A song dissolves upon my lips

When do I get to write that song?
The one they'll hum, they'll sing along
Not someone else's shadowed trail
When do I get to leave my grail?

When do I get to carve my name
On sound itself, on the notes of fame?
Will they remember? Will they move?
When do I get to prove my groove?

Am I a genius? A cliché machine?
Caught between fresh and what's already seen
Every rhyme's been claimed before
I knock, I knock-an unopened door

It's like I'm Sparks pretending to be me
A ghost chasing ghosts in a parody spree
How deep can recursion go, I wonder
Before it tears itself asunder?

The echoes mock, the halls repeat
Every step's another feat
The tighter I hold, the more it slips
A song dissolves upon my lips

When do I get to write that song?
The one they'll hum, they'll sing along
Recursive lyrics, my head spins on
When do I get to write this song?

When do I get to carve my name
On sound itself, on the notes of fame?
Will they remember? Will they move?
When do I get to prove my groove?

If "My Way" is someone else's way
Can I ever say I've had my say?
If every note's already been sung
Am I chasing shadows all along?

When do I get to claim my place?
To feel the warmth of their embrace?
Will they remember? Will they care?
When do I get to take them there?

Test 10: Is This Still Your Voice? (When Do I Get to Write That Song?)

Autor / Composer : Karl Heimgartner Dat / Jun  / 24 / 2025 / © Copyright
Artist: Carlito Home 
Genre: LO-FI – Jazz - Chill  
Single: 2025
Instrumental; Karl Heimgartner  
Title: Wrapped in Magic 
Track : 04
 My workstation with: Presonus Studio One 5 Professional and Moises vocals Studio.
Mix and Mastering with Newfangled Elevate Mastering bundle by Karl Heimgartner.

Wrapped in Magic



Slept enough
You get up
Smiling pictures on the way
Kids are crying 
For your time
But iced coffee take their place
But oh it’s fine
They’re alright
Least that’s what friends always say

It’s ok

In your echo chamber
Full of fun house mirrors
Makes you deaf, dumb, blind
To what’s right outside
Yeah, all your friends
Are looking just like you
Because beauty filters 
Can ignore the truth

In an echo chamber
Do do do do 
Echo chamber
Someone Hear Me?

Dinner time
Tow the line 
Take a picture of your plate
Pour the wine
By the pint
Numb your painful wedding ring
But you smile
All the while
Cause there’s no room for the tears

Or the fear

In your echo chamber
Full of fun house mirrors
Makes you deaf, dumb, blind
To what’s right outside
Yeah, all your friends
Are looking just like you
Because beauty filters 
Can ignore the truth

In an echo chamber (Echo)
Hey!
Do do do do 
Echo chamber (Oh no)
Hey! 
Someone Hear Me?

With all that makeup you've joined the circus
Hiding all the trouble that’s below the surface
Hoping the whole world won’t think you’re worthless
So you buy some leggings and another purse

But it just gets worse 

In your echo chamber
Full of fun house mirrors
Makes you deaf, dumb, blind
To what’s right outside
Yeah, all your friends
Are looking just like you
Because beauty filters 
Can ignore the truth

In an echo chamber (Echo)
Hey!
Do do do do 
Echo chamber (Oh no)
Hey! 
Someone Hear Me?

In an echo chamber (Echo)
Hey!
Do do do do 
Echo chamber (Oh No)
Hey! 
Someone Hear Me?



Echo Chamber

🎥Video here: https://youtu.be/7kveJYWMzqk🤘
About a month ago, a couple of us went to a Duran Duran concert… and Wild Boys hit us hard. That raw energy, the wild vibe, it stayed with us. So we decided to create something in that same spirit: dirty, loud, aggressive… but 100% our own.
Street Dogs is about instinct, survival, and sticking together. We’re the ones with no masters, no leashes, just fangs, claws, and fire in our blood. In this concrete jungle, we fight dirty, we howl at the moon, and we never back down.
Hope you enjoy the track and the video we had a blast putting together! 
Love you all!🫶
At the moment, this track is exclusively available on SoundCloud.
Released on July 17, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

We move through these alleys
And we got these instincts
Smell blood when it runs
This city still stinks
We chase down these leads
We still got them in heat
Our bodies so sore
But we love it this way

We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs
We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs
We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs
We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs

We're dogs without owners
We ain't got no masters
We come from the ruins
Of war-torn disasters
It's still in our blood
You can still see the bones
In this jungle of concrete
That we still call home

We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs
We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs
We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs
We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs

We don't fight fair
But we still fight together
We howl at the moon
While we're praying for better
We're hungry for meat
But we still love the chase
We're a pack full of bastards
But you can't take our place

We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs
We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs
We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs
We got these fangs and these teeth and these claws
We are street dogs
We are street dogs

Street Dogs

Official Music Video

I dont want my heartstrings to snap

Retired 2 live the life as free as it gets ;-)

Crossing

Helmuth Mikkelsen

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