Really digging all of these recent tracks but THIS ONE....such a vibe. Love both versions.

From the Wrong Dimension Productions Audio Drama 'Twilight Meridian' 

Written by Kenton Hall

Kenton Hall: Guitar, Vocal, Fingersnaps
Salpier: Piano
Fermin Suarez: Bass
Mark Haynes: Drums

Produced by Kenton Hall, Ryan Corle & Brett Richardson
Mixed and Mastered by Brett Richardson

When we are young and shadows start to fall
We know exactly who we're meant to call
We know which arms will wrap around us tight
And carry us towards the light

Time marches on my dear and all is change
And we must source our kindness from the strange
We seek out other arms to hold us tight 
And carry us towards the light

Once there were monsters underneath the bed
Now they lie beside us while we rest our heads

Now come the autumn when the sun swings low
When winter winds are lining up to blow
May we find arms prepared to hold us tight
And carry us towards the light






















Towards The Light

Lyrics : Walker
Music, Vocals & Production : Sarah Paradise-Brown

This is a very personal song to Walker, written entirely by him. The lyrics are his, and his original vocal and music idea helped shape the overall feel. I reworked the melody slightly and produced the music, aiming to stay true to the emotion behind his beautiful words. It was a real privilege to be part of bringing this to life.

Be sure to check out Walker’s other work. He’s a fantastic person and a truly talented songwriter.  https://soundcloud.com/user-329901696

Saw a photograph of you 
smiling like you used to
you'll sail the waters 
and reach the other side 
still smiling .
got a feeling deep for you 
something no one else can feel
i'll wait for sunrise 
to shed a little light on things

all you need now 
is a hand to hold 
all you need now 
is a friend 
is a friend ..

Got a feeling you could be 
all i'll ever need to see
the sun on the waters 
chasing the screams 
that taint my dreams

got a feeling deep for you 
something no one else can feel
i'll wait for sunrise 
to shed a little light on things

all you need now 
is a hand to hold 
all you need now 
is a friend 
is a friend .. 

instrumental ..

i saw a photograph of you 
smiling like you used to
you'll sail the waters 
and reach the other side 
still smiling .
got a feeling deep for you 
something no one else can steal
i'll wait for sunrise 
to shed a little light on things

all i need right now  
is a hand to hold 
all i need now  
is a friend 
is a friend 
all i need now is a friend

Friend

No Fear

Watch the 📹Video: https://youtu.be/PhE7afina30👈
Lyrics interpretation, here: https://beatingedge.blogspot.com/2025/08/vacant-stares-interpretation-of-lyrics.html
Here we are with our last track of the month.
Lately, Carl @thebeautifuldark has been working on some important projects to raise awareness about the indiscriminate use of AI in the world of art. This track came from deep conversations between us, exploring themes of identity, authenticity, and the growing trend of music that’s “AI-made” but never truly felt or played.

Vacant Stares is a cryptic, cult-like vision of a digital future, where prompters replace creators, and artistic expression is reduced to hollow commands.
Blank stares. Selfish prayers. Fake songs for simulated feelings.
This track is a warning. A question. A reversed ritual.
It asks you: who are you, when you no longer use your own voice?

The song is divided into two parts:

Beating Edge's part:
It’s gothic, cinematic, full of ritualistic and unsettling imagery. The atmosphere evokes abandoned temples, secret cults, carved symbols… with that sense of existential disorientation like “they’re initiating me into something but I don’t know what.”
It feels like a lucid nightmare or a hallucination induced by an intelligence simulating spirituality.
Carl’s part:
More brutal, direct, anti-establishment. Almost a rap/spoken-word poem loaded with accusations towards those who use AI in a sterile, heartless way. “Selfish prayers / Fake / Unfair” hit like punches in the gut in just four words. It’s the awakening from hypnosis.

Let’s reflect! And use AI as a tool to amplify art, not to replace it!
Love you all!🫶

Lyrics:

(Tom)

Veil of whispers, carved in stone
Guiding hands, but I'm alone
Golden masks and hollow eyes
Chanting words that crystallize

Candles flicker, shadows climb
Marble echoes bend through time
Steps resound in hollow halls
Silent lips behind the walls

And they move like ghosts through the fevered air
With their silver robes and their vacant stares
Do I kneel, do I run, do I play along?
Or is this the place where I belong?

Smoke is rising, threads unwind
Painted symbols twist my mind
Fingers trace the silent vow
No way back, it's over now

And they move like ghosts through the fevered air
With their silver robes and their vacant stares
Do I kneel, do I run, do I play along?
Or is this the place where I belong?

A voice like thunder in my head
Tells me secrets left unsaid
A crimson door, a silver knife
A choice to stay or trade my life

Lights go dim, the world dissolves
A hollow chant, a fate evolves
In the mirror, I can't see
Is that me, or what's left of me?

(Carl - The Beautiful Dark)

Vacant stares
Selfish prayers
Fake
Unfair

Unnatural wear
Expressionless
Ghost digital smile
Simulated pain
You making fake dog pile

Guesses pluggs in
Self matrix is made
Showing young kids
Their artist mind grave

Not on our watch
Sing your own feeling
Talk your reflections
Save children's true meanings

Feeding them new
They'll amplify this
They'll stay plugged out
All now's reminisce

Prompters, have that reckoning
With fake thoughts you feeding

Respect the souls of past inspire
Their spirit will help you transcend the mire

Vacant Stares

Official Music Video

altre guerre

GENRE: METAL/DARK METAL
LYRICIST: ORPHEUS VECTOR 
VOCALS: KEVIN DAVID 
COVER: ORPHEUS VECTOR 
PRIMORDIUM 

BALLAD OF DUST AND BONE

Take My Hand (Matt Berry Cover)

A song for those days when you'd rather be under the duvet. 

Refugee of the Public Place

Shamans, alchemists and the natural philosophers of the classical era experience(d) that the planets are one and the same as the gods. They perceive them in the trance state like geometrically-shaped forces that send out signals or audible keys, when one concentrates directly on them at dawn on their name day.  That’s why I made a cover that was not the planet and not the goddess, but a more symbolic form of that force. 

The planets/gods have been called “the mills” by poets in the past because, when in tune with them, you experience a sort of grinding frequency going through the whole body.  I put a D drone to run through the whole track to try to capture that audible vibration, and I was inspired to write these words after meditating on Venus at dawn on her day, Friday. 
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Delight of human kind and Gods above, 
The Star of the Morning, the Queen of Love.
Whose power air, earth, sea and fire supplies,
And breeds all life that’s born beneath the skies.
Every kind that’s alive and blessed with sight,
Springs, when it sees your iridescent light.
It’s you Venus that shades and ghouls most fear, 
And at your blissful appearance, disappear.

[Chorus]
Venus, be my aid, my tuneful song inspire, 
And kindle with your secret fire. 

For you, the wells in fragrant flowers are dressed,
At the Star of the Evening, we take our rest,
And the heavens seem more serene, in harmony, 
When the night-black soil sparkles with copper,
And nightingales extol your cornucopia, 
Peace candles are lit, proportion’s restored, 
And the broken-hearted sense your breath
Soothing them to sleep and healing dreams.


Sadly the brutal business of the war 
Seems unavoidable when the skies host Mars, 
But a man may retire from fighting fields to prove 
The pleasing tremors of your eternal Love,
There, while your curling limbs about him move, 
Involved and entwined in the links of love, 
With heart-strung eloquence our prayers implore,
Bring lasting peace to this world once more. 

[Chorus]
Venus, be my aid, my tuneful song inspire, 
And kindle with your secret fire.

© Copyright Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, August 2025

Venus

My original song in DIY production.Lyrics went out down easy as the melody is. Text was written in one minute, in one breath. 🙂🎸🎸🎸🙂🙂🎸🎸🎸👉🎸🎸

easy sunday morning soft rock catchy song
instrumental intro ]
like a new guy 
in the town, 
walking down the street
[ bridge]
turning all things upside down
as you want to be


houses sailling on their chimneys
birds are fish 
and smoke's  like sea


[ instrumental intermezzo, guitar short melodic solo, two guitars, responses each other]

now is the right time
to take your 
dreams 
[ bridge]
seriously, 
[ drop]
and climbe, up to the top, 
that chery three 

houses sailling on their chimneys
birds are fish 
and smoke's  like sea

two more people smiles at you
right now
[ bridge]
on the sleepy empty street
gentle smile returns back
[ bridge]
and you feel 
right now 
[ bridge]
as happy as you wanna be

eternal love and endless joy
flying fish and swimming birds 
jumping from the window down
[ bridge]
on to empty sleepy street

[ bridge]
[ instrumental outro ]

right now, as happy, as you wanna be

In the early morning hours, long before the sun will rise,
I’m thinking ‘bout that sun and how it sparkles in her eyes.
When it finally breaks the darkness, like a dog hangs on a bone,
I am thinking ‘bout that evening sun, and how it leads me home.
And unless I know you’re waiting at that door, that sun’ll shine no more.

As the midday sun is beating down, my mind is set on you,
And thinking how it filters down and does what sun rays do.
And these memories are enough to keep me going till the clock
When I finally hear that whistle blow and know it’s time to stop.
I can hear the whistle blowing in my mind – it’s finally time.

Time has not been my best friend.
Time is just like money, when you’ve got no time to spend.
Tried to break it, wouldn’t bend.
I’d save all my time for you if I knew just where it went.

Out here on the freeway, the sun is at my back.
You’re standing at the open door and I’ll be keeping track.
Tomorrow is another day, just like the one before.
But until it’s here I know that we’re gonna love some more.
I can hear the music playin’ sweet and low – here we go.

Time has not been my best friend.
Time is just like money, when you’ve got no time to spend.
Tried to break it, wouldn’t bend.
I’d save all my time for you if I knew just where it went.

Time

Canadian songwriter, actor and author, adrift in the UK.

Kenton Hall & The Necessary Measures is the solo project (with very necessary guests) of Kenton Hall - Canadian songwriter, author and film director, formerly of the band ist. He is also the author of Bisection, a comic memoir of living and parenting with bipolar disorder, the writer/director of the feature film "A Dozen Summers" and co-wrote the 10-Part Audible drama Getting Better, starring Rhod Gilbert, Kathryn Drysdale, Neve McIntosh and Mark Gatiss.

Monkey Basket is a music and film label, responsible for ist's acclaimed Toothpick Bridge, the feature film "A Dozen Summers" (now streaming on Netflix) and the three-part Kenton Hall & The Necessary Measures release for 2022: The album Idiopath, the companion album Omnipath (all 36 songs from the Idiopath sessions reinterpreted by other artists) due for release late 2022 and Videopath, a feature-length music video anthology which will launch in 2023.

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