Ladat’s Support Oct’25 vol.1

I killed the pharaoh 
You killed the king 
We’re at the same place in time
But we have an all together different meaning 
The space is clear
The dimensions are fleeting 
Their wives are lonely 
when can we dismiss this meeting 

The two assassins never met
But crept about the synchronistic wave
Like shadows covered in night 
The plebeians thought they were brave
But the scholars thought they were right

In the void of tangible power
They thought they could hear it all
But their reality was relative
It was their duty 
It was their call

Stamped hooves beating
Recorded sound non existent
The heated beeping deceiving 
The heaving thoroughbreds 
Of the imagination
Stampeding
Yet, they were never
They were never competing 

She screamed and wailed
The options racing the mind well
What incandescent hell
Have we traced destined lineage to fail?

Whatever it was, rang true
Created a midnight blue hue
To confuse and compel
The empty minds at rest that dwell
Inside their own jail
In a basement in Missouri 

Ah, Hurry hurry it’s on sale
And the inventory is running low
They’ve confiscated your mind
But your pocket is yours though

I’m not sure I’m not sure
That’s really fair

When do we ride
I wanna ride I wanna ride 

Time is an opus
But it ends at the score 
There’s too much to do
And they’re always asking for more 
So I took one final job
So I could retire before 
The moon hit the clouds
And the sun burns for nevermore 

I set off in the magic hour
But the sandstorm’s day had just begun
Trying to put me to bed 
But all I wanted was fun 
The motivating factors shifted
The visual acumen had drifted
The peaches rotted and the (redacted) got (redacted)
Why’d she cry?
Then the midst was misting 

I woke up at what appeared to be a new day
But when you don’t sleep who’s really to say?
I’d poisoned myself so doing to another
Was just another act of good will from his brother
I’d set the palace a blaze and make sure the emperor fell 
His manifesto on taxes and god 
Stood at the mountain top of all that is wrong
Thrice, I visited in the apothecary
Only to remember I had never bought that which you should never carry 
I returned to the force for more
Then realized I had already drunken the cure
I fed my bled to a tube through a vein
What is now sitting in a vile 
It is his destiny, it is his one way trane 

Meet me in the middle
I’m a man on a hill
If the wind blows any harder
There’s no telling where I’ll spill
My guts out on the floor
For those who dream of glory
Where they?what?and who you fighting for?
The man and the money
The man the money
So that’s your interpretation of the land of milk and honey?
Is that how you feel?
Honey, this is for real.

Normal Irregularities

Adjrisisan

https://open.spotify.com/album/5Gi7iWEwn4LoU7ZZNaveOq?si=n0gK3PiiRCCQY5JfoCvmsQ

The light in me

Moroccan Dances (World Premiere) 
Music by Simon Alami  I. High Atlas the Majestic  
AMERICAN MODERN ENSEMBLE 
Erin Bodnar, conductor 
Lindsey Goodman, flute 
Tasha Warren Yehuda, clarinet 
Matthew Ward, percussion 
Geoffrey Burleson, piano 
Katherine Cheng, violin 
Dave Eggar, cello  

MOSTLY MODERN FESTIVAL Skidmore College, Arthur Zankel Music Hall Saratoga Springs, New York (USA) 6/7/2024  LINKS Festival: https://www.mostlymodernfestival.org 
Ensembles-In-Residence: https://mostlymodernfestival.org/ensembles-in-residence
Composer: https://sites.google.com/view/simonalamicomposer/
Recorded by Arts Laureate: https://www.artslaureate.com

Moroccan Dances - I High Atlas the Majestic (World Premiere)

2 Years ago I teamed up with an amazing artist. Just to be moral support for each other. I spent my entire life trying to fix others so I wouldn't see how broken I had become. She was someone who guided me through my darkest days. I will forever be indebted to her.

Thank You, Jenny by Dave Hanrahan 🌎 Music

BACK AGAIN [PROD BY KAYMAN]

Guitar–distortion–loop–repeat.
Some people say it’s psychedelic — for me, this is emotional reflection turned into sound.
Built entirely from live loops, this track grows layer by layer — from soft ambience to walls of distortion — echoing thoughts that never seem to end.

No vocals. No samples. Just one guitar, looping feelings in circles.
Play it loud, or play it alone — it hits differently every time.

🎸 Tags: #GuitarLoop #PsychedelicRock #PostRock #AmbientRock #Instrumental #EmotionalGuitar #GuitarSolo #LoopPedal #Experimental #SoundCloudMusic

REignite

Vertical Echoes

 Eerie Lake is a slow mysterious rock jam that is very heavy and also rhythmic.  I am once again totally honored to be joined by drummer Kellii Scott on this track.  His writing and playing are an immense part of what make the song!  Jeff Escudé  Guitar, Bass Guitar   Kellii Scott  Drums, Percussion

Eerie Lake (feat Kellii Scott)

Without You • Future Chill Mix

Lyrics:
The devil was in the swamp this morning
When I pressed my finger to the trigger
Thirteen suns erupted 
His sweating, bloody skin smelt like pennies
Every shadow in the swamp disappeared

He radiated, the place in darkness
The only glow came from below that hood
I made my brother a windfall apple
Black edges of red glaze, shone like they're wet

World Gobbling decay in a three piece suit
Plays tycoon but breathes union philistine
He fucked the whole divine order of exchange
He won't stop me from earning my dues

My ears jutted out, sharpened into horns
Skin casting black light that trailed red
From the crucifix, Christ scowled back at me
Mercantile eyes rolled back into his head
Oh how he'll scorch me for such insolence
Hands a steeple, I lay my head to my thumbs
The vessel of the colonial ghost
His veins pulsed with hallowed merchantism 

World Gobbling decay in a three piece suit
Plays tycoon but breathes union philistine
He fucked the whole divine order of exchange
He won't stop me from earning my dues

The skin of his back hung loose like a web
From its shoulder blades seeped red and purple
I followed   its veins, splitting and spreading
Six legged spots crawled in and our of the scars

Now come the days of hunger, days of thirst
Mirror image pylons frame the roadside
They bounded straight, endlessly, together
Mocked the heavens, married the city sky


WINDFELL

STARS

State of Mind

I feel like i died

The official FINAL single from the standard edition of her upcoming sophomore album ‘Through My Eyes’.

Dreaming Of Me

Summer's Done prod. mxtthxw x babieyummo

Our second single from our debut album "Too Broke For Money". High-energy, in-your-face punk chaos.
Blast it loud, break something cheap, and repeat.

NEW ALBUM OUT NOW! LISTEN HERE!

QOBUZ - https://open.qobuz.com/album/gts6rx7sburra

SPOTIFY - https://open.spotify.com/album/1kb6C7OYXgbehQhJ9sOZOo?highlight=spotify:track:7b2Gsa6jg7gHWIj0Hnc29A

APPLEMUSIC - https://music.apple.com/gb/album/too-broke-for-money/1843961534

SOUNDCLOUD - https://soundcloud.com/slash66

#Slash66 #ScrewyourHOA #HOA #PunkRock #SkatePunk #PopPunk #TeenRebellion #TeenAngst #AmericanPunk #CaliforniaPunk #GaragePunk #SkateParkAnthem #SuburbanRebellion #MallPunk #FratPartyPunk #YouthRebellion #WestCoastPunk #AmericaPunk #AmericanTeens #AmericanRebellion #USPunk #PunkUSA

Lyrics - 

Louder Louder

We’re too loud in the garage, they complain every night
Said the grass is too tall and the mailbox ain’t right
Painted my door neon green just to say
Screw your rules, we’re here to play

Screw your HOA, we’ll crank it loud
Screw your HOA, annoy the crowd
Screw your HOA, this band won’t die
Suburbia can kiss our sky

Neighbors pound the wall, but we don’t care
Turn the amps up, shake the air

Screw your HOA, we’ll crank it loud
Screw your HOA, annoy the crowd
Screw your HOA, this band won’t die
Suburbia can kiss our sky

Suburbia can kiss our sky

Your suburb sucks and we’re never moving out

Screw Your HOA!

Screw Your HOA!!

When the seagulls sing

Verse 1]
Flashlights on my leather jacket, I walk in slow, the room turns static
Every eye just starts to follow, like I’m the sin they wanna borrow
Smiles in gold and lips of danger, strangers whisper, I’m no stranger
Promises I never keep, hearts I steal then leave to weep

I know the game, I wrote the rules
Got girls who treat me like I’m jewels
But when the lights fade out to blue
I got nobody texting, “You?”


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[Chorus]
I’m that playboy, baby, breaking hearts for fun
Dancing in the fire, but I still feel numb
All these pretty faces, but I can’t find one
Who’ll love the man behind the smoke and rum
Yeah, they want the fame, they want the thrill
But they don’t see the scars that never heal
Oh, I’m the bad boy they all choose
Still crying to my own playboy blues


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[Verse 2]
Gucci shades hide the truth I’m missing
Perfume ghosts from lips I’m kissing
She says she loves my mystery,
But baby, even I can’t read me

VIP and lonely bottles,
Fake love models, broken mottos
Every night I lose a piece,
Every morning—same old peace

I told her “Don’t get too attached,”
But she still did, and now I crash
Every “good girl” turns to pain,
And I’m the thunder after rain


---

[Chorus]
I’m that playboy, baby, breaking hearts for fun
Dancing in the fire, but I still feel numb
All these pretty faces, but I can’t find one
Who’ll love the man behind the smoke and rum
Yeah, they want the fame, they want the thrill
But they don’t see the scars that never heal
Oh, I’m the bad boy they all choose
Still crying to my own playboy blues


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[Bridge]
Midnight hits and I’m alone again
My phone lights up, but it’s just pretend
Every “Hey you up?” feels hollow,
I smile today, regret tomorrow

Mirror, mirror, tell me true,
Why do hearts look best when new?
I could have love, but I choose pain,
And lose again, and lose again...


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[Verse 3]
She said, “You’re cold, but I’ll make you feel,”
Guess I forgot that hearts can heal
But I ran off before she knew,
That I was broken, through and through

Now her name still haunts my room,
In the dark, I hum her tune
Guess the king of hearts still bleeds,
Behind the fame, behind the greed


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[Final Chorus]
I’m that playboy, baby, breaking hearts for fun
Living fast but coming undone
All these diamonds can’t outshine the sun
When the morning shows what I’ve become
Yeah, they want the thrill, they want the chase
But no one stays to see my face
Oh, I’m the bad boy they all choose
Forever singing my playboy blues


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[Outro]
Oh, yeah...
All the girls, all the games, all the lies I use...
Still alone with my playboy blues...
Playboy, playboy... just a lonely muse.


The Lonely Playboy

Well for starters, thanks for coming and checking out my music. This is a cover of the Aerosmith song "Mama Kin". Aerosmith was the first rock band I really got into as a kid. So it only seemed right that I record the song that was so good Steven Tyler (lead singer of Aerosmith) had it tattooed to his arm. I play all the instruments and do all the vocals on the song. I also do all the recording in my home studio. Lastly I would like to thank Damian on Fiverr for his great mixing skills.
Have a great day!

Mama Kin Cover

Breakthru

Sacred Time

Dad’s in rehab, we go to visit
We meet the people on his floor
Like we were locked in a car
Heading toward a cliff
When someone opened the door

There’s Lynyrd Skynyrd and Tapestry 
And the phonograph needle skips 
And there’s a handsome guy
In the patients’ lounge
With scars on his wrists

(Chorus:)
And we’re all here
Not a moment too soon
Trying to lean on each other 
In this room
And we’re all desperate
Just to know if it lasts 
Can we really escape
The hazards of the past?
There’s something
Death-defying
There’s something sublime
We just try to stay
In the moment
In this sacred time

Dad is smiling and everyone’s smiling
Haven’t seen that for a while
And when I look in the mirror
Age fifteen
I see his smile

And someone’s leaving
And someone’s coming
The little group evolves
We huddle over games and coffee
And firm resolves

(Chorus:)
And we’re all here
Not a moment too soon
Trying to lean on each other 
In this room
And we’re all desperate
Just to know if it lasts 
Can we really escape
The hazards of the past?
There’s something
Death defying
There’s something sublime
We just try to stay
In the moment
In this sacred time

(c) 2025 Darryl Wright. All rights reserved.

Sacred Time

Another Day

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.