Autumn 2025 Support List - Volume IV

Melodic Solid Rock to give you something to think about.

Midnight Oil

Original Mix: on.soundcloud.com/cyGJNT82qRdjiNAT7

The Art of Letting Go (Acoustic Version)

Cold Mornings is a gentle, piano-driven ballad that captures the quiet intimacy of staying in bed while the world outside turns colder. Built around a soft 6/8 rhythm, the song blends delicate piano melodies with subtle texture, warm bass, and light percussion - creating a cozy soundscape that feels both personal and timeless.

The vocals are performed by @Ladat and Hana Pavšič, whose voices, presented in contrast rather than harmony, reflect two perspectives of the same tender moment - adding emotional depth and a sense of quiet dialogue to the track.

This is a song for early hours, soft blankets, and the lingering moments when time seems to slow down - reminding us that sometimes, the simplest moments are the ones that matter most.

Co-producer: Blaž Pavšič
Mixed and mastered @A7-Recording-Studio (www.a7recordingstudio.com/)

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▶ARTWORK◀
MaKo: instagram.com/marketka1975

Cold Mornings

Nothing Like Your Grace

Primitive Soul

Purple Moon Dogz Howling

Dirty Orange Puppet Head (You lied to me)

Dirty Orange Puppet Head

Website

Only Son (Instrumental)

The screen flickers
The table yawns
We sit
We wait
We vanish

This hour is gone
You will never get it back

You could have walked the forest path
Heard the crow
Touched the moss
Lit a fire
Watched the sky

Instead
you counted bullets on a slide

This hour is gone
You will never get it back

You could have baked bread
Fed a friend
Watered the thirsty plant
Read the forgotten page
Slept without dreaming

Instead
you raised your hand
and lowered it again

This hour is gone
You will never get it back

You could have carved a song
Bled on the strings
Run until the lungs caught fire
Kissed a mouth that mattered
Buried the silence in wine

Instead
you stared at the clock
and the clock stared back

This hour is gone
You will never get it back
This hour is gone
You will never get it back

Never
Never
Never
Never
Never

You will never get it back

Never
Never
Never
Never
Never

This Hour Is Gone

I drew a line to measure truth
It bent itself into a loop
I tried to name the shape of time
It laughed and told me, "Not this time"

I chased the proof, the numbers lied
They split in two, then multiplied
The closer that I came to fact
The further it dissolved to act

Meaning hides in coded schemes
In broken clocks and endless dreams
The world’s a riddle, sharp and sly
It grins and winks each time you try

You reach for logic, it slips away
A paradox dressed in broad daylight
The punchline waits at the end of the play
It only lands when the timing’s right

Bazinga!
Bazinga!
Bazinga!
Bazinga!

Bazinga

988 is a suicide hotline operating 24/7 seek help immediately if you feel any symptoms from this song and follow @Xannyfanta on Instagram for updates (MY ONLY SOCIAL MEDIA)

The Chinese Burn Society

The clock's a flirt with perfect teeth
It bites each hour beneath my breath
I lead, it follows - no, the reverse
A tango measured in rehearse

Step, slip, sign, send
The dance begins again
She whispers, "Late is still on time"
I nod - her logic tastes like wine

Footnotes wink, the data moans
Each theorem grinding on its bones
I count to ten, revise, delete
The mirror mocks my tangled feet

My dear Deadline
you move like smoke
I chase, you choke
When I catch you
I vanish
and you begin again

Step, slip, sign, send
The song pretends to end
The paper breathes, the cursor blinks
The tango winks, the tango thinks

Tomorrow, same time?
Of course

Deadline Tango

Lyrics by C Redmond

I see you drifting
down another path,
your shadow passes me
miss what I never had.
I pray for your love,
but it doesnt see me,
another day of longing
and a lost memory.
And I’m here,
always here,
in the blur between our lives
and the places you’ll never let me go.
Your voice—
just a ripple in the wind,
a trace of tears
for those who sinned.
only an echo of fortune,
if courage matched,
the need in my heart
Wouldn't be two souls detached.

I'm Here

Our version of Joe Satriani's 1987 headbanger that has stood the test of time. They don't make them like this anymore. Enjoy.

Surfing With The Alien

pop punk/rock
co-produced, mixed, mastered and cover art by

@a7-recording-studio

www.a7recordingstudio.com

a7recordingstudio@gmail.com

Crawling Up The Walls

It Comes At Night

Halena Morbida is the product of a middle age crisis. It is not about a particular genre, it's about the joy of creating music.

I use Ableton Live 11, Ibanez GIO electric guitar, Harley Benton electric bass guitar, HB acoustic guitar and acoustic bass guitar, Boss ME-80 processor, bongos, tambourine, cajon, and a bunch of different kinds of flutes.
 I am not a musician, I just fool around, while learning how to play my instruments. 
The artwork for the tracks is AI generated and the titles are chosen mostly using the method of free association.
Thank you for listening to my crap! 
Have a nice life while you still have it!

Ladat, born Ladislav Tesar, is Litomerice (Czech republic) native, body and soul, who writes and composes his music in Chatel-St-Denis, Switzerland. Ladat is not a band in the true sense of the word, but rather a musical project that emerged in 2019 as an escape from reality, because things go better with music.

Ladat's musical odyssey defies conventional labels and freely blends elements of rock, folk, country, and jazz into a rich and genre-bending style that invites listeners to explore the diverse spectrum of influences that shape his emotional and diverse compositions.
As an experienced composer and lyricist, Ladat weaves stories that deeply resonate with audiences and offers a captivating and immersive musical experience, where each song is an expression of boundless passion, creativity, and an unapologetic celebration of musical diversity.

Since 2021, Ladat has been collaborating freely with the Slovenian A7 Recording Studio and musicians around guitarist and drummer Blaž Pavšič, such as Uroš Mohorič (guitar), Gregor Alič aka Hanson or Peter Beznec (bass), and singers Anton Premec, Kristina Jelić, Maja Štebih, Hana Pavšič or Oliver Neff aka Titanic Jack.

Cold Mornings

Ladat

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