Hall of Fame

Nachtexpress (Durch die Nacht)

Tell Me Why

wenn sie wüssten

Und der Wind pfeift

One Regret

Shadow Eyes

Wahre Liebe braucht kein großes Drama – nur ein Zucken von dir.

Dieser Song ist ein Versprechen. An jemanden, den man nie ganz vergessen hat. Der Text erzählt von einer Liebe, die nie aufgehört hat zu brennen – leise, loyal, unerschütterlich. „Nur ein Zucken von dir“ ist das Gefühl, sofort loszufahren, ohne zu fragen. Ein moderner Lovesong zwischen Pop und Nachtfahrt – ehrlich, intensiv und voller Hoffnung, dass da noch was ist.

True love doesn’t need grand gestures – just a twitch from you.

This song is a promise. To someone you never really let go. The lyrics speak of a love that kept burning – quietly, loyally, endlessly. “Nur ein Zucken von dir” is the feeling of driving off without hesitation. A modern love song between pop and late-night drive – honest, intense, and full of hope that maybe it’s not over yet.

Nur ein Zucken von dir

Late September Heart is a quiet story of almosts — the words not said, the looks held a second too long, the song left hanging in the air. Set against a backdrop of worn leather booths and late-night jukebox hum, this track leans into a slow-burning country-blues feel. It’s the kind of song that doesn’t raise its voice, but lingers like smoke — steady, honest, and full of the things we don’t say. For nights when something stirs, even in silence. For what almost was.

Late September Heart erzählt leise von allem, was fast passiert wäre – Worte, die in der Kehle stecken bleiben, Blicke, die zu lange halten, ein Song, der in der Luft hängen bleibt. Der Sound: rau und warm, wie eine Jukebox in einem Diner kurz vor Feierabend. Country-Blues in seiner stillsten Form – ehrlich, zurückgenommen, und voller unausgesprochener Dinge. Für Nächte, in denen etwas bleibt. Auch wenn nichts geschieht.

Late September Heart

ROTTENBRAIN ‘Perfect Song’ (original)

Title: Love Again?
Artist: MOBest


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Summary:
This melancholic ballad tells the story of a chance encounter between two former lovers who haven't seen each other in years. Now both in committed relationships, they meet unexpectedly and are overwhelmed by unresolved emotions and a deep, lingering connection. As they catch up, memories resurface, revealing what they’ve built—and what they’ve lost. Despite their current lives, the emotional pull between them remains undeniable. The song explores the tension between loyalty and longing, past and present. It ends with the haunting, unresolved question: "Are we allowed to love again?"


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Lyrics:

[Intro]
[Piano – soft and sparse, with distant ambient strings]

[Verse 1]
I saw you on the corner, just by chance
The years fell off like autumn leaves
Your smile still pulled me like a trance
I caught my breath, I couldn’t breathe
We laughed like nothing ever changed
But time has left its quiet range

[Verse 2]
You spoke of love and where you live
I nodded through a trembling grin
You said you've found someone to give
The peace I couldn't hold within
I told you I had someone too
But none of that felt truly true

[Chorus]
[Strings swell gently, building warmth]
[Are we ghosts of who we were?]
[Do old flames still know our names?]
[Is this moment just a blur,]
[Or the start of wilder flames?]
[We had our time, we lost our way]
[But here you are again today]

[Verse 3]
The street grew still, the lights went low
You looked at me like years ago
You said, “I still remember June,”
The lake, the stars, that silver moon
I whispered, “I remember too,”
And suddenly I felt brand new

[Instrumental Break]
[Piano and cello – nostalgic motif echoing first verse melody]

[Bridge]
[We stand in silence, hearts undone]
[By what we lost and what remains]
[The lives we built, the love that’s gone]
[Still echo softly through our veins]

[Verse 4]
We didn’t kiss, we didn’t touch
But every look still said too much
A thousand words in just one glance
An old unfinished, ghostly dance

[Chorus – Reprise]
[Are we ghosts of who we were?]
[Do old flames still know our names?]
[Is this moment just a blur,]
[Or the start of wilder flames?]
[We had our time, we lost our way]
[But here you are again today]

[Outro – Whispered, minimal instrumentation]
[So tell me now, my long-lost friend...]
[Are we allowed to love again?]


Love Again?

Der Sommer tropft von den Wänden – und die Stadt schmilzt.

„Stadt schmilzt“ ist eine poetische Erinnerung an flirrende Tage, salzige Küsse und das Gefühl, dass alles möglich ist. Der Song fängt ein, wie sich ein Sommer anfühlt, den man nie vergisst – zwischen Gin Tonic, Sonnenbrille und einem letzten Blick, der bleibt.
Ein lässiger, bittersüßer Soundtrack für alle, die mal barfuß durch die Nacht getanzt sind.

BRO bringt mit diesem Track Hitze, Herz und ein bisschen Wehmut ins Spiel – ganz ohne Klischees, aber mit jeder Menge Gefühl.


The summer’s melting the city – and nothing feels quite real.

“Stadt schmilzt” is a poetic snapshot of golden days, lemonade kisses, and the kind of heat that makes you believe in everything. It’s the soundtrack to that one summer you can’t forget – with barefoot walks, flickering air, and a glimmer of something that might have been love.

Cool, tender, and a little nostalgic – BRO delivers a sun-drenched anthem for hearts still burning.

Stadt schmilzt

Ich will dich ist ein Song über Sehnsucht, Freiheit und den Wunsch nach echtem Leben. Keine Pläne, keine Sicherheiten – nur das Gefühl, das zählt. Für alle, die lieber Sternschnuppen zählen als Schritte. Für alle, die wissen, dass Nähe mehr ist als Worte.


Ich will dich is a song about longing, freedom, and the desire for something real. No plans, no safety nets—just the feeling that matters. For those who count shooting stars instead of steps. For those who know that closeness is more than words.

Ich will dich

Ein Albtraum im Galopp.

Goethes Klassiker, neu gedacht – und neu vertont.

Der Vater hält fest, das Kind fleht, der Erlkönig lockt.
Kein Pathos, kein Theater. Nur Worte – klar, drängend, unaufhaltsam.

Der Erlkönig, wie du ihn noch nie gehört hast.


A nightmare at full gallop.

Goethe’s classic, reimagined – and set to new music.

The father holds tight, the child pleads, the Erlking whispers.
No pathos, no theatrics. Just words – sharp, urgent, unstoppable.

The Erlking, like you’ve never heard it before.

Der Erlkönig

No One Tells You When It Starts is about the kind of change that doesn’t make a sound. A street corner, a faded memory, a version of yourself that never quite arrived — this is a story told in fragments. It’s not about the big moments, but the quiet unraveling of what once felt permanent. Some things slip away without warning. And some words stay stuck inside, long after it’s too late to say them.



No One Tells You When It Starts erzählt von den Veränderungen, die still passieren. Eine Straßenecke, eine Erinnerung, eine Version von dir selbst, die nie ganz geworden ist – dieser Song spricht von Momenten, die niemand bemerkt, und doch alles verändern. Nicht das Große, sondern das leise Verschwinden steht im Mittelpunkt. Manches geht, bevor man es merkt. Und manches bleibt ungesagt, bis es zu spät ist.


No one tells you when it starts

Berlin is not a love song.
It’s a memory you can’t hold,
a spark that burned too fast,
a night that felt more real than most days.

This track captures the wild pulse of a moment —
when someone walks into your life like a storm
and leaves before the sky clears.

You were Berlin.
Not the city. The feeling.


Berlin ist kein Lovesong.
Es ist eine Erinnerung, die man nicht festhalten kann,
ein Funke, der zu schnell verglüht,
eine Nacht, die echter war als viele Tage.

Dieser Track fängt den rohen Puls eines Moments ein –
wenn jemand wie ein Sturm ins Leben rauscht
und wieder verschwindet, bevor der Himmel aufreißt.

Du warst Berlin.
Nicht die Stadt. Das Gefühl.

LYRICS

Berlin

You said, “Don’t ask me where I’m from”
Lit a smoke and bit your thumb
Your laugh was sharp, your eyes were wired
A fuse that never once got tired

You moved like you were on parole
Stole my drink, then stole my soul
Said, “This night’s got teeth, don’t blink”
And vanished faster than I think

You were Berlin
Not the city, but the sin
Midnight cigarette grin
Chaos under my skin
You were Berlin
No beginning, no win
Just a storm I ran into
And hoped would never end

We broke a lock to climb a roof
Screamed the stars like it was proof
That some things shine when they’re about to fall
And some don’t need a name at all

Your boots kicked sparks, your voice cut air
You kissed like truth, but didn’t care
Said, “Nothing’s real that lasts too long”
Then vanished in a fading song

You were Berlin
Not the skyline, but the spin
A dare wrapped in a hymn
No mercy, only grin
You were Berlin
No reason, no skin
Just a heat that pulled me in
And left me high as sin

And if you vanish in the morning—
Then Berlin was real for a night

Berlin

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The Right Rev. Mariann Budde (Episcopal Bishop of Washington) preached to the President of the United States. 

This song is loosely about her message and how it was received. This is a reflection of recent political events and the bravery shown by the bishop.

Some refer to her as a modern-day hero. At the very least it’s made us stop and think.

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