Picobello

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Red Wine

Manchmal reicht ein Blick zurück, und alles ist wieder da:
Die Unsicherheit vorm Spiegel.
Der Moment, in dem sie fragt: „Willst du mit mir gehen?“
Das Gefühl, dass man alles im Griff hat – bis sie plötzlich überall ist.

Isabelle ist kein Liebeslied.
Es ist ein Lied über Timing. Über Egos. Über diese kleinen, stillen Niederlagen, die man erst Jahre später begreift.

Der Song fragt nicht: „Was wäre gewesen, wenn?“
Er fragt:
„Weißt du noch, wie’s war – damals, als ich der Coole war?“

Isabelle

Well Shine

„Bar am Meer“ ist ein Song über diesen einen perfekten Moment – Gin-Tonic in der Hand, die Sonne im Gesicht, gute Freunde um dich herum, und alles fühlt sich für einen Augenblick richtig an.
Die Jungs reden Quatsch, aber es klingt wie Poesie. Sie läuft vorbei, und für einen Moment steht die Zeit still.

Ein lässiger Pop-Song mit Tiefe, in dem das Banale golden schimmert.
Perfekt für warme Abende, offene Fenster und das Gefühl, dass alles möglich ist.

Musik von BRO – für alle, die wissen: Mehr braucht es nicht.

“Bar am Meer” is a song about that one perfect moment – a gin and tonic in hand, sun on your face, good friends around you, and for a second, everything feels just right.
The guys are talking nonsense, but somehow it sounds like poetry. She walks by, and time stands still.

A laid-back pop track with unexpected depth, where the ordinary suddenly shines.
Perfect for warm nights, open windows, and the feeling that anything is possible.

Music by BRO – for everyone who knows: Sometimes, that’s all you need.

Bar am Meer

A voice like autumn light and late-night tea.

In Late September Heart, Mary Jane Dawson captures the quiet moments that echo the loudest — a stolen glance, a lingering silence, a love that might be, but isn’t yet. With poetic lyrics and a warm, melancholic sound, this song feels like walking home alone under streetlights after an almost-romance.

For fans of intimacy, stillness, and the kind of songs that stay with you long after the last note fades.


Eine Stimme wie Herbstlicht und nächtlicher Tee.

In Late September Heart fängt Mary Jane Dawson jene leisen Momente ein, die am lautesten nachhallen – ein flüchtiger Blick, ein stummes Verstehen, eine Liebe, die fast entsteht, aber noch nicht beginnt. Poetisch, warm und melancholisch klingt dieser Song wie ein nächtlicher Heimweg unter Straßenlaternen nach einer Beinahe-Romanze.

Für alle, die Stille, Tiefe und Lieder lieben, die noch lange nach dem letzten Ton wirken.

Late September Heart

Manche Spiele kennt man – und spielt sie trotzdem mit.

„Tricks“ erzählt die Geschichte einer späten Erkenntnis: von Sehnsucht, Stolz und dem Moment, in dem man endlich aussteigt.

Klarer Text, lässiger Ton, starke Bilder.
Ein Song über alte Muster – und neue Klarheit.



Some games you know too well — and still fall for.

“Tricks” is a song about late realizations: longing, pride, and that one final moment when you walk away.

Direct words, cool tone, sharp imagery.
A story about old habits — and new clarity.

Tricks

„So ist das“ erzählt von einer Liebe, die vergangen ist – aber nicht spurlos.
Der Song blickt zurück, ohne zu verklären, und beschreibt mit stiller Ehrlichkeit, was bleibt, wenn jemand nicht mehr dazugehört. In drei Strophen und einem eindringlichen Refrain tastet sich der Text durch Erinnerung, Alltag und leises Weitergehen. Keine großen Gesten, keine Schuldzuweisungen – nur Beobachtung, Klarheit und das stille Fazit: So war das. So ist das.

“So ist das” tells the story of a love that has ended – but not without leaving a trace.
The song looks back without romanticizing and captures, with quiet honesty, what remains when someone no longer belongs in your life. Across three verses and a haunting refrain, the lyrics move through memory, routine, and the quiet act of moving on. No grand gestures, no blame – just observation, clarity, and a calm conclusion: That’s how it was. That’s how it is.


So ist das

I was crashing after midnight

„17“ – eine Sommererinnerung, die kleben bleibt.
Tom Berger erzählt in seinem Song von diesem einen Moment, in dem alles kippen kann – der Blick, das Lächeln, der Satz, den man doch noch sagt.
Eine Geschichte über junge Liebe, flirrende Hitze und den Mut, einfach loszulaufen – ohne Plan, ohne Gepäck, aber mit Herzklopfen.
Berlin im Hintergrund, die Zukunft vor der Brust – und siebzehn, für immer siebzehn.


“17” – a summer memory that sticks to your skin.
Tom Berger tells the story of that one moment when everything can shift – the glance, the smile, the words you finally say.
A song about young love, heat in the air, and the courage to just leave – no plan, no baggage, just a heartbeat and a girl.
Berlin in the background, the future in your chest – and seventeen, forever seventeen.

Siebzehn

Heard the name in a stranger’s song,
Some said he was here, then gone.
Built of fire and second chances,
Left behind a trail of dances.

They say he smiled through aching bones,
Gave his light, though he walked alone.
Never asked for much, just peace,
But gave his blood so we’d be free.

He held the world with shattered hands,
Built his strength from sinking sand…

Joshua… they still whisper your name,
Like a legend caught in the pouring rain.
You gave it all, though you were barely whole,
Carried the lost, burned through your soul.
And I don’t know if you ever found home…
But damn, you never walked alone.

He loved like thunder, broke like glass,
Hid his pain behind a laugh.
Took the blows and wore the blame,
Never once forgot a name.

He’d pour his drink for the quiet ones,
Tell the moon about battles won.
But no one saw him bleed at night,
When no one watched, he’d lose the fight.

He held the world with shattered hands,
Built his strength from sinking sand…

Joshua… they still whisper your name,
Like a legend caught in the pouring rain.
You gave it all, though you were barely whole,
Carried the lost, burned through your soul.
And I don’t know if you ever found home…
But damn, you never walked alone.

There’s a man in the mirror sometimes,
Wearing your smile, your crooked lines.
And I wonder if you’re looking through —
Or maybe, you’re still walking too…

Joshua… they still whisper your name,
Through these towns, through loss and flame.
You gave your love, though your heart was torn,
A gentle storm, forever worn…

Joshua

Text:
[Intro – whispered, with echo]
He bit the bat, he broke the night,
He walked through hell and held the mic
Now silence falls… but not for long
The Prince still howls — inside this song

[Verse 1]
Born in smoke, raised by flame
He carved his throne with no shame
Brummie son with a devil’s grin
Fell, rose, and fell again

The world called him mad, called him done
But Ozzy laughed and cursed the sun
He sang of war, of blood and pain
He made the broken scream again

[Chorus]
Prince of Darkness, ride the storm
Through power chords and uniform
You never died, you just went deep
Where shadows play and angels sleep
You're not gone, you're not dust
You're every scream, you're every trust
Ozzy, howl through amps and steel
You're the madness we still feel

(Guitar-Solo)

[Verse 2]
He bled through decades, torn and loud
A haunted king beneath the shroud
The drugs, the fame, the shattered breath
He danced with every kind of death

Yet somehow lived, and loved, and stayed
A broken god we all obeyed
He showed us fear, he gave us grace
With every riff, with every face

[Bridge – Spoken Word/Whispered]
He never asked to be a saint
Just louder than the world’s complaint
He took the pain, made it a spell
He showed us life… inside of hell

(Guitar-Solo)

[Final Chorus – Huge, like thunder]
Prince of Darkness, raise your hand
One last bow for the damned and the grand
We'll turn it up, we won’t forget
You lit the stage, it’s burning yet
You're the howl beneath our skin
The storm outside, the war within
Ozzy, forever in the sound…
Our Prince still walks the underground

[Outro – quiet, then roaring one last time]
“All aboard…”
Crazy train… still runs…

Prince of Darkness (Still Howls)

"Yellow and Red" by Russell Nomer is a heartfelt 80s-inspired rock ballad released today, July 24, 2025, at 02:13 PM EDT, as a tribute memorial to the legendary Hulk Hogan. This anthemic song honors his iconic Hulkamania legacy with nostalgia, patriotism, and triumph. Featuring soaring guitars, warm piano melodies, and powerful drums, it takes you on an emotional journey from quiet reflection to a stadium-ready finale, celebrating his larger-than-life impact. Produced with warm analog compression and a dynamic range that shines on any device, it’s a bittersweet celebration of strength and friendship. Stream now and join the tribute!


ASCAP Work ID: 931179045 | ISRC: QT5AM2579045

Lyrics:

Yellow and Red (Gold & Red)
By: Russell Nomer July 24, 2025  

Sunrise on a Thursday, Plainview feels too quiet 
Scrollin' through the headlines, trying to deny it 
Takes me back to childhood, a fuzzy TV screen 
A larger-than-life power, a brand new kind of scene 
With a tearin' of the T-shirt and a cupping of the ear 
You showed the world a strength that could conquer any fear 
You were more than just a wrestler, you were a lightning strike 
In yellow and in red, on my rusty ten-speed bike.

And oh, "Whatcha gonna do?" now that you're gone? 
When the prayers and vitamins can't help us carry on? 
You were a real American, a hero to the end 
The world got a little darker today, my brother, my friend. 
Hulkamania's runnin' quiet, a flag is at half-mast 
A legacy in gold and red, that was built to last.

We all tied on our bandanas, we all did the flexing pose 
From Madison Square Garden, to wherever the story goes 
Your theme song lit the rafters, gave our hearts a song 
Your fire taught me courage when the nights felt long.

And oh, "Whatcha gonna do?" now that you're gone? 
When the prayers and vitamins still help us carry on? 
You were a real American, a spark that never bends 
The world lost a true legend today, my brother, my friend. 
Hulkamania's runnin' quiet, a flag is at half-mast 
A legacy in gold and red, that was built to last.

The roar of the arena, it slowly fades away 
The script is put aside now at the closing of the day 
The body pays the cost for the giant that it holds 
And the story of the man is the greatest one that's told 
So Terry takes a final bow, when the curtain has to fall 
Behind the 'stache, you stood up straight and gave us all your all.

And oh, "Whatcha gonna do?" now that you're gone?! 
Our prayers and vitamins WILL help us carry on! 

 'Cause you were a real American, a hero to the end! 
And we'll never ever forget you, my brother, my friend! 
Hulkamania's runnin' forever, it'll never be the past! 
Your legacy in gold and red was BUILT TO LAST!

"Whatcha gonna do, brother..." 


Yellow and Red

„Picobello“ von Lara Wolff ist ein Song über das große Spiel mit der Fassade.
„Wie geht’s dir?“ – „Super.“ Klar. Läuft. Läuft halt nicht.
Wer schon mal mit einem Lächeln gelogen hat, weil’s einfacher ist als die Wahrheit, wird sich hier wiederfinden.
Ein Text zwischen Trotz, Müdigkeit und diesem einen Funken Würde, den man nicht aufgibt – egal, wie kaputt man ist.
Keine Show. Kein Mitleid. Einfach echt.


“Picobello” by Lara Wolff is about saying “I’m fine” when everything inside screams the opposite.
It’s the mask we wear, the lie we tell, just to make it through the day.
If you’ve ever smiled just to shut people up, this one’s for you.
Tired, sharp, stubborn – and still standing.
No drama. No gloss. Just truth.

Never Thought
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

I never thought I'd end up here
I did not have a vague idear
I was just a kid in high school
all I thought about was girls

I never thought I'd end up here
I did not have a vague idear
I was worried about the war
But I thank my lucky star

I never thought I'd end up here
I did not have a vague idear
I was just a kid in college
Thought I needed some more knowledge

Then came work and a career
Never thought I'd end up here
I did not have a vague idear
There was nothing that I feared

Then a wife and then a son
I had no use for a gun
I did not have a vague idear
There was nothing that I feared


[instrumental]

But here I am, I live in fear
This is what it all came to
There are people trying to get me
I will waste them 'fore they do

I never thought I'd end up here
I did not have a vague idear
I don't hold my life too dear
I won't let them get too near

This is what it all came to
If they get me they'll come for you
This is what it all came to
I will waste them 'fore they do

This is what it all came to
I will waste them 'fore they do

I will waste them 'fore they do

3:30 [instrumental]

But here I am, I live in fear
This is what it all came to
There are people trying to get me
I will waste them 'fore they do

I never thought I'd end up here
I did not have a vague idear
I don't hold my life too dear
I won't let them get too near

This is what it all came to
If they get me they'll come for you
This is what it all came to
I will waste them 'fore they do

This is what it all came to
I will waste them 'fore they do


I will waste them 'fore they do


[instrumental]

[outro]

Isabelle

BRO

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