Name: Simple After All by OddLisT music in Ladat’s Support Apr’25 vol.1
Duration: 2 min 52 s
Description: #Pop-punk #punk #rock #indipendentartis #newsong ##poppunk #blink182 #new #tomdelonge #markhoppus #rockmusic #scene #emo #music #elderemo #indierock #newmusic #poprock #skatepunk #guitar #indiemusic

Ladat’s Support Apr’25 vol.1

SPANISH FLY originally appeared on the Steve Cohen album Crazy. It was engineered by Grammy award winner Glen Barratt @ Morningstar Studios in Spring House, PA.

Spanish Fly

Moment To Moment

Composed by MaidoMusic
Lyrics by MaidoMusic
Artist: MaiM

The Reason

Louder than Silence
Lyrics:
There's nothing louder than this silence.
Oh, what a forceful mess of nothing at all.
Like I've been ripped out of reality.
Somehow, my mind became an enemy.
And in this limbo, nothing works anymore
Except for the booze.
I still get pissed on my booze.

Nothing is louder than your silence.
There's nothing sweeter than your face.
Nothing more violent than your footsteps in the snow leading to that place where you spend the nights
Still, I hope that he treats you right.
And that you're doing well.
If I could ask for one thing in life
I'd send him straight to hell.
And you as well.

I should apply myself and fight this head-on.
Muster some willpower and go by the rules.
Just by following this simple plan
I would come out of it a better man.
If simple plans worked as solutions for me
don't you think I would be
A better man already?

No force may hold a candle to love that is lost.
Enslaves your mind and breaks your heart every time.
Until the very last drop
Drains you of all that you got.
Love conquers all—when it's lost

There's nothing louder than your absence.
Nothing was sweeter than your face.
How vioilent footsteps can make anger take controll non of us did know, until that night 
Last sign of you I`ll ever know
Is melting with the snow
If could ask for one thing in life
-...
I'm sorry, hun.

no man may  hold a candle to love when its lost.
Enslaves his mind and breaks his heart with brute force.
Reality squashed.
Right and wrong, tossed.
When love conquers all—all is lost.

Louder than Silence

Lyrics
 
So let the fire burn, in this scarred terrain,
We’ll rise from the embers, through the hurt and the pain.
So let the fire burn, in this scarred terrain,
We’ll rise from the embers, through the hurt and the pain.

In the ruins, echoes whisper tales of old,
Forgotten battles fought, the stories left untold.
A land betrayed by time, ashes in the dust,
We search for signs of hope, but find only rust.
When the stars align, in this dusk of fate,
We'll rise from the shadows, no longer hesitate.
With dreams ignited, we’ll reclaim what’s lost,
Together we stand tall, no matter the cost.
So let the music rise, through the silent pain,
We reclaim our voices, from the ashes, we'll reign.


So let the fire burn, in this scarred terrain,
We’ll rise from the embers, through the hurt and the pain.
So let the fire burn, in this scarred terrain,
We’ll rise from the embers, through the hurt and the pain.

In the ruins, where the ashes lay,
We tread lightly on the dreams that went gray.
With each step forward, we carry the weight,
Of battles forgotten, in a world we create.

So let the fire burn, in this scarred terrain,
We’ll rise from the embers, through the hurt and the pain.
A song of resilience, our hearts intertwined,
In a land that was lost, we’ve now redefined.

In the silence, echoes sing of what we knew,
Through the darkness, we forge paths anew.
A symphony of hope, from the ashes we’ll find,
A new dawn awaits, with a vision unconfined.

So let the shadows fade, and the light break through,
We’ll traverse the landscape, with courage to pursue.
In this world reborn, our voices loud and clear,
Together we’ll reclaim, what was once held dear.

So let the fire burn, in this scarred terrain,
We’ll rise from the embers, through the hurt and the pain.
So let the fire burn, in this scarred terrain,
We’ll rise from the embers, through the hurt and the pain.

In the ruins, where the ashes lay,
We tread lightly on the dreams that went gray.
With each step forward, we carry the weight,
Of battles forgotten, in a world we create.

Production notes

AI was used for this project

Let the Fire Burn

6 a.m. on a March day, when the air is "freezin' cold" and a "new season's begun" - these lines capture that brief moment of change. Words like "winter" and "spring," paired with the echoing refrain "But where is my sun?" hint at both a promise of warmth and an elusive light that remains just out of reach.

The lines leave a gentle mystery—a pause that invites reflection. The repeated question softly lingers, suggesting both anticipation and a search for a light that may yet be undefined, without spelling out exactly what that light should be.

Musically, the song is carried by a warm piano and a deep, dark male voice. It unfolds slowly while maintaining a memorable, steady rhythm. The melody and the iconic refrain work together as an understated challenge—a quiet invitation to explore the balance between the expected and the unknown.

Where is my Sun?

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Simple After All

kolkhorst 2025

l had to tell my friends of my cancer problem, when l was 23 years old.
Years went by. They thought l was tripping...
Now the best shit: l still have it!! Since last summer we know what the deal is about. 
They never checked the lymph system...

 jetzt bin ich seit ewigkeiten endstadium. das kickt extrem. der schilddrüsentumor und das rieseteil auf der halsaorta sind dem grunge vollkommen egal. lch gehe jetzt nochmal jede kolkhorst epoche durch und mache dazu jeweils ein lied. (hier werden es mehr als eins)  hier sind wir im pathologic neighborhood bereich. diese band gab es von 1987-1994. christoph koch: giraffe - alex koch: bass - piet wagner: dr - michael büttner: bass (später) und ich so als nur sänger, da meine arme vom schlagzeugspiel im eimer waren. dieses lied ist im style von damals.
das foto hat andre schuster  am 20.12.1990 in der nordlandhalle lüneburg geschossen. rock gegen rechts. es gab den abend eine bombendrohung und der raum musste geräumt werden. danach ging dann mit uns weiter.

der highpoint war, als die band in lüneburg 1993 mit dritte wahl und ferris mc in der alten FH lüneburg auftrat. damals als trio mit mir am bass.


ich sang dann in weiteren metal bands, die sich unzählig wieder auflösten, wie bushaltestellen quasi. irgendwann reichte mir dieser komplizierte kram und es ging mit einem chord weiter, den ich dann schon selber spielen konnte.
aber das ist dann die nächste geschichte. und es kann sein, dass das material nicht immer lupenrein ist - ich hab schon probleme bei der herstellung. aber es geht noch xD wenn wir diesen song schon 1990 gespielt hätten, wäre die welt wohl eine andere geworden. 
"hinterher ist man immer schlauer", so könnte diese compilation heissen.

rock on!

drain

"It Changes Name" by Laxá & Heima Kvartett is a dynamic interplay of contrasts. Driven by Matthias Helguson's relentless drum & bass groove, Mike Taylor’s synths carve through the mix with sharp, shifting textures. The track gradually resolves into a more introspective section, where Natasha Guðmundsdóttir’s viola and Ída Sigurðardóttir’s cello take the lead, supported by delicate strings and restrained guitar work. Just as the atmosphere settles, Taylor returns with a piercing synth line, disrupting the calm and reshaping the track’s identity once more.

Laxá & Heima Kvartett are:

Jussi Siglarson - Guitar
Bjarne Guðjohnsen - Bass
Matthias Helguson - Drums
Mike Taylor - Keyboards
Lisbeth Heima - Violin
Sif Árnadóttir - Violin
Natasha Guðmundsdóttir - Viola
Ída Sigurðardóttir - Cello

It Changes Name by Laxá & Heima Kvartett

The great tariff war

🎤 Why I wrote this song

"Life’s a Mess (But We Love It)" was born in the middle of chaos.Not the cinematic kind. The real, raw, slightly stupid kind.

Sleepless nights. Half-finished thoughts. Conversations that ended weird. Too many tabs open – in my brain and my browser. I was trying to get everything right and failing gloriously.

But then something clicked:Maybe the goal isn’t to clean up the mess.Maybe it’s to dance through it.

This song is for every version of myself that thought “I need to fix everything” – and for the version that finally said: "Nah. I’ll just make something beautiful out of it."

It’s a love letter to the cracks, the wrong turns, and the late-night breakdowns that still somehow brought me here.

#indierock  #altrock  #newmusic  #emotionalrock  #LifeIsAMess #LawrenceTimoni  
#britpop  #tameimpalatypebeat  #NothingButThieves #IndieAnthem #RockWithHeart  
#SadButLoud #spotify  #shorts #spotifyartist #spotifyplaylist #spotifymusic

Life’s a Mess (But We Love It)

Life’s a Mess (But We Love It) // NEW RELEASE (11th April 2025)

"GREY" delves deep into the shadows of depression, transforming personal struggles into a powerful rock anthem. With haunting melodies and raw lyricism, the track paints a stark portrait of a world drained of color, resonating with anyone who has faced life's challenges. The gritty guitar riffs and pounding drums amplify the sense of despair.

GREY

Groove to this softer song. I played the bass

Light me up

Lyrics:

Forgive me for what I've done,
Just sing me the lullaby.
Those torn wings won't make you fly,
But please, just believe this time.

Lost past hides the light from me,
Still trapped in regret and dark...
Intentions of restless mind,
To make up what could've been...

A lifetime of guilt within,
Pulled under the soothing lie,
Anemic and anchored with
Cold halo you left behind.

So vulnerable...

Daylight tones the dust
From the unsettling hunt for peace,
Chained down to past.
Chimera's voices' lied!
I'm so lost and vulnerable...

Lost

shut the door

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8yo6trY4Vyw
Translation above

Voix : miorcos https://soundcloud.com/patrice-mary06

Champ magnétique

Pour que nous nous rencontrions
Nous avons traversé la mer
Des solitudes où nous traînions
Perdus sur des radeaux amers

Combien avons-nous patienté
Pour voir éclore en nous ce jour ?
Nous en garderons le secret
Comme un témoin de notre amour.

Mais nous fûmes au rendez-vous,
Juste avant de devenir fous,
Quand est né le champ magnétique
Entre nos corps encor pudiques.

Dans le coussin de nos aimants,
Nous nous sommes tant rapprochés
Qu’avec douceur, puis violemment,
On a fini par se coller.

Et ce fut l’explosion de joie
Dans le silence d’un baiser.
Nos mains se sont mises à sculpter
L’âme d’un paradis sans voix.

Élégamment s’enfuit la Terre…
Et, bafouant l’apesanteur
Nous avons rejoint le mystère
Du temps libéré de ses heures.

Myckaël Marcovic, 20 octobre 2015.

Approximate translation :

Magnetic field

For us to meet
We crossed the sea
Solitudes where we hung out
Lost on bitter rafts

How long have we waited
To see us bloom on this day?
We’ll keep it a secret
As a witness to our love.

But we made the appointment,
Right before I went crazy,
When the magnetic field was born
Between our modest bodies.

In the cushion of our magnets,
We got so close
That with sweetness, then violently,
We ended up sticking together.

And it was the explosion of joy
In the silence of a kiss.
Our hands began to sculpt
The soul of a voiceless paradise.

Elegantly flees Earth…
And, slapping the weightlessness
We have joined the mystery
Time freed from his hours.

Myckaël Marcovic, 20 October 2015.

Champ magnétique (feat. Miorcos)

Pop punk meets emotional wreckage. OddLisT
blends distorted hooks with Midwest soul,
writing anthems for anyone still screaming under
their breath

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.

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