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Metal

A blues based rock tune that encourages persistence, despite facing all the obstacles of life.

Press On

Connery's Gizmo

A song I recorded back in late 2018/early 2019. Deleted for whatever reason. The section of intense vocals toward the end of this song I've used in another song called "Losing It" which I may re-record in the future. So be on the lookout for that familiar ending. Enjoy.

On the Raid

Embrace the Storm (2025) – Facing new beginnings
Embrace the Storm is a powerful symphonic metal song about facing changes. Driven by heavy riffs, soaring choirs and operatic vocals, this song captures the raw chaos of transformation like staring into the heart of a storm, a sense of something breaking apart to make way for something new. Are you ready to cast off the weight of the past and give yourself into the storm?

You can find this song on all streaming portals and Bandcamp:
https://too.fm/ndm-embrace-the-storm
https://nadinedemacedo.bandcamp.com/album/embrace-the-storm

Nadine de Macedo: composition, arrangement, piano, synthesizer, programming, production
Gabrielle Gold: lyrics
Nadia Selvaggi: vocals
Sebastien Jean: electric guitar, acoustic guitar, lead guitar, bass

Where to find us:
https://soundcloud.com/nadinedemacedo
https://elirahscross.bandcamp.com
https://soundcloud.com/nadiaselvaggi

Embrace the Storm

Embrace the Storm (feat. Nadia Selvaggi)

Uwe Barschel (* 13.05.1944, † 11.10.1987) was a German politician of the CDU. He was Minister President of Schleswig-Holstein from 1982 to 1987 after serving as a state minister. After a scandal that arose during the 1987 state election campaign, which caused a sensation as the Barschel affair, led him to resign, he was found dead in the Beau-Rivage Hotel in Geneva on October 11, 1987. The circumstances of Barschel's death are still disputed today.

(Barschel was charismatic, eloquent and struck a pleasantly moderate tone for a CDU politician. And at 38 he was the youngest head of government of a German state at the time. 
Fun fact: Barschel received the Bambi media award in 1986)

Uwe Barschel

Hard-hitting riffs and emotive melodies. Separation from Soul is a cathartic, reflective exploration of loss.

Divinity Void

The Sword Of Grom

"NeurosYs" is NASP's 4th single of 2025
Next weekend it will be available on all streaming platforms, stay tuned.
All your support and feedback is highly appreciated.
Thank you all SO much in advance for listening.

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NeurosYs

Lyrics:
(Wash nine Wash miles)
(Wash up on the riverbank)
(Hinges)

It washed up on the riverbank last night
A frail bodied, weean donny
Back scared on the shoulder blades
He couldn't speak a word of our tongue
So we took him in, gave him clothes
He hid whenever he saw the sun

The town called him a devil
A beast born in the words
They said he killed the first borns
With the famine a decade back
He used to have wings
And answered only to Samael

He seemed only nine years old
His face cracked like an abby arch
The fog cast a concrete spell
I new kind of transparent saint, he sat
With the face of a messianic, martyred star

Nine miles, the gates blew off their hinges
Nine miles, one hundred years so solemn

But then he stood up, skin half dripping off
His frail body broke the rope
And dropped down from the bonfire
He crawled from the sun, the villagers fled
Half way through the woods
We found him with stubs on his back

He looked to the sky,
He aged a thousand years

Nine miles, the gates blew off their hinges
Nine miles, one hundred years so solemn

His face contorted, he screamed out in pain
The nubs grew, the blood spewed
He raised in the air, the nubs grew feathers
His feet left the floor and he burst into ashes

Nine miles, the gates blew off their hinges
Nine miles, one hundred years so solemn

ANTI MERIDIAN

Rose Sea

I am a wreck inside and I know you struggle too, if I can't help me how can I try saving you?

Saving You

It's a work that combines the warmth of easy listening with a poetry rich in color and hope. In this work, I retain my trademark '70s sound and writing worthy of a song that's elegant and intense in its simplicity. The guitar, as always the protagonist of the musical spaces, perhaps speaks more than the singing and offers the possibility of dreamlike flights to faraway paradises. In conclusion, a ballad that's a pleasure to listen to, especially while traveling.

BORN UNDER A LUCKY MOON

A song written for the No Kings march held on October 18, 2025

Lyrics
[verse]
An old vet lays at the overpass.
Gallon of milk, by his head.
P.T.S.D… bites him fast.
While he sleeps on a concrete bed.

Ice! is forming everywhere.
Black, blue and camouflage.
Who they grab, they just don't care.
It's political sabotage.


[chorus]
Remember!  There's strength in masses!
This king is fake!  tarnished bronze!
Eliminate!  right-wing fascists!
We are America's pawns! America's pawns!


[verse]
Give the rich, more tax cuts.
Keepin' 'em happy is the goal.
You see, cheaters have no guts.
Nor do they have a soul.

When you need a little aid.
Some help up off the floor.
No matter how long you pray.
They always punish the poor.


[chorus]
Remember!  There's strength in masses!
This king is fake!  tarnished bronze!
Eliminate!  right-wing fascists!
We are America's pawns!  America's pawns!


[verse]
Media spews worthless news.
Lies from corporate owners.
Pushing right-wing views.
Plus those of crooked donors.

They love their guns, it's crystal clear
While our kids get shot and bleed.
Losing power is their only fear.
Their DNA drips with greed.


[chorus]
Remember!  There's strength in masses!
[background chanted] No Kings!

This king is fake! tarnished bronze!
[background chanted] No Kings!

Eliminate!  right-wing fascists!
[background chanted] No Kings!

We are America's pawns!  America's pawns!


[solo: guitar]


[ chorus ]
Remember!  There's strength in masses!
[background yelled] No Kings!

This king is fake! tarnished bronze!
[background yelled] No Kings!

Eliminate!  right-wing fascists!
[background yelled] No Kings!

We are America's pawns!  America's pawns!

[all yell] No Kings!

Words written by Roger L. Smith
Music & Vocals by Suno.com

© Copyright Roger L. Smith & Ironically Insipid Records, 2025

America's Pawns (No Kings)

Underground Railroad (2025) 

A whisper becomes a weapon. A breath becomes a promise.

This song is a sonic patchwork of resistance, stitching together the threads of a modern human crisis with the ancient rhythms of this land. Imagine the determined pulse of Powwow Drums meeting the defiant groove of Latin Rock, while the cry of a Native American Flute echoes over driving Folk-Rock guitars.

It's the sound of communities operating in shadows, building a new "Underground Railroad" not with physical tracks, but with coded messages, hidden rooms, and unbreakable solidarity. It's a duet between fear and courage, sung in whispers and shouted in anthemic choruses.

They can build machines of fear, but they cannot control the ghosts within them. We are here. We are together. And we disappear.

Genre: Folk Rock, Anthem Rock, Latin Rock, Protest Song
Tags: #UndergroundRailroad #ProtestSong #FolkRock #LatinRock #Powwow #Resistance #Solidarity #NewMusic #SoundCloud

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Underground Railroad (2025)

Ein Flüstern wird zur Waffe. Ein Atemzug wird zum Versprechen.

Dieser Song ist ein klanglicher Flickenteppich des Widerstands. Er verbindet die Fäden einer modernen humanitären Krise mit den uralten Rhythmen dieses Landes. Stell dir den entschlossenen Puls von Powwow-Trommeln vor, der auf den trotzigen Groove von Latin Rock trifft, während der Ruf einer Native American Flute über treibenden Folk-Rock-Gitarren widerhallt.

Es ist der Sound von Gemeinschaften, die im Verborgenen agieren und eine neue "Underground Railroad" bauen – nicht aus Schienen, sondern aus codierten Nachrichten, versteckten Zimmern und unzerbrechlicher Solidarität. Es ist ein Duett zwischen Angst und Mut, geflüstert in Versen und herausgeschrieen in hymnischen Chorälen.

Sie mögen Maschinen der Angst bauen, aber sie können nicht die Geister in ihnen kontrollieren. Wir sind hier. Wir sind zusammen. Und wir verschwinden.

Genre: Folk Rock, Anthem Rock, Latin Rock, Protest Song
Tags: #UndergroundRailroad #Protestsong #FolkRock #Widerstand #Solidarität #NeueMusik #SoundCloud

Underground Railroad

Carnival of Flesh

From the birth
To the earth
Break the curse 
Break the curse
Break
Break
break the curse
Break the curse

From the birth to the earth
Break the curse
Restore connection
Bring forth the message
From the birth to the earth
Break the curse
Restore connection
Bring forth the message
Break the curse 
May the truth guide my blade
I die in battle I fight
May the truth guide my blade
I die in battle I fight

Break the curse 
Break the curse 


Break the Curse

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Born To Rise

Our 3rd single for the year 2025 - if you enjoy it, please share!

Caelum Spectat Malum

An intense and atmospheric instrumental dive where silence weighs as heavily as sound. Each layer breathes tension and reflection — a journey into the beautiful discomfort of emptiness.
"The Stifling Nothing" is NASP's 5th single of 2025
Thank you all SO much in advance for listening.

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The Stifling Nothing

Warped

A guy from Boston who likes to make prog metal music.

Divinity Void

Mike Dedrick