Spring 2025

"Der Mensch muß entweder wie ein Kind vor Wut und Unglück und Begeisterung und Liebe heulen und entschlägt sich so seines Gefühls in einem kurzen, nichtigen Wirbel; oder er kann geheimnisvoll an sich halten, ohne dem Zug zur Wirklichkeit, dem Trieb, dem mit jedem Gefühl verwachsenen Begehren ein Zugeständnis zu machen, und dann wächst sein Gefühl über ihm mit den Wipfeln der Bäume, mit den Turmspitzen, mit dem Scheitel des Himmels zusammen. Was aber dazwischen liegt, dieser maßvolle sogenannte Reichtum des Gefühls, lohnt nicht des Aufhebens, das davon gemacht wird!"
Robert Musil, Der Mann ohne Eigenschaften - II. Aus dem Nachlaß

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n7AsTgcf8qI

artwork by enriquelopezgarre
https://pixabay.com/de/users/enriquelopezgarre-3764790/

music by dizzip o' vooway
http://facebook.com/DizzVooway

Reaching for Distant Stars (Improvisation No. 5)

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☛ Unplugged version: https://on.soundcloud.com/KSx281C9ktDnYHyv9
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☛ Vocals: Melissa Hollick


Mirror Shades

Morning light through the shades in my mirror
Tired eyes from a dream gone unclear
Whispered doubts in my ear by a liar
Feeding fears that fuel up a raging fire

Walking through these streets among strangers
Feeling the weight of the world's quiet dangers
Losing track of the dreams that once mattered
Staring down at the pieces that shattered

Every day is a mountain, gotta climb it
Hiding the tears with laughter won’t cut it
I wanna break free from the chains holding me
I wanna find the strength to let my heart lead

Social screens fill my mind up with static
Chasing likes just to feel adequate
The looking glass reflects someone I'm not
Trying to love the me I've somehow forgot

What if I'm just running in circles round
What if all my hopes get lost and found
Can I face the doubts and rise above
Hold on tight to dream of self-love

Every day is a mountain, gotta climb it
Hiding the tears with laughter won’t cut it
I wanna break free from the chains holding me
I wanna find the strength to let my heart lead

Mirror Shades

pop punk/rock

co-produced, mixed, mastered and cover art by @a7-recording-studio

www.a7recordingstudio.com

a7recordingstudio@gmail.com

Don't Wanna Find Out

Smalts Tracks, Multiple Souls: The Art of Versions Returns. In 1970s Jamaica, a revolution began. One band, countless voices.

We recorded our Smalts song 'B B Told You So' from poet W.H. Auden, imagined through the voice of our enigmatic female guest singer B, telling her story about the poem 'But I Can't'

B B Told You So is the second single in the Smalts Queen B Series.

B B Told You So

Insanity Spiral

Velvet Reverie

Lyrics written by Badtripp Inc/Geir Arne Moi,. copyright 1980-2025. Music made in collaboration with Suno., This one took a long time to coach forth from the AI Suno, maybe punkrock has become too quaint?! HERE'S THE LYRICS:

Go get a rope 
Go get a gun 
Go get some dope 
Tell me what to do

To kill my
Deathwish Deathwish 
Deathwish Deathwish 

Sex and drugs
And rock and roll
Just ain't got 
what it takes 

To kill my 
Deathwish  Deathwish  
Deathwish Deathwish

DEATHWISH

Me, Myself

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

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

Too Broke For Money

Screw Your HOA!

Screw Your HOA!!

Artist: Reverend Sulanke
Title: The Grey Amnesia
Genre: Post-Punk / Dark New Wave / Coldwave

"The Grey Amnesia" is the first transmission from Reverend Sulanke – a phantom ensemble summoned from the backrooms of a half-forgotten Berlin ballroom, where the raw nerves of early The Cure meet the mechanical pulse of Fad Gadget, and the storytelling despair of Johnny Warman collides with the synth-stabbed melancholy of Depeche Mode’s "Speak & Spell" era.
A 7-minute maxi-single that unfolds like a fever dream: jagged guitars weave through ice-cold synths, while a bassline throbs like a bruised heart. The vocals – half-spoken, half-sung – drag you through the corridors of a memory that isn’t yours, where "the walls are made of static and the floor is made of broken vinyl". This isn’t just a song; it’s a seance. A tape loop of regret, played on a machine that’s always on the verge of collapsing into silence.

Recorded in the dead of night, with the ghosts of 1980s analog gear breathing down its neck, "The Grey Amnesia" is the sound of a band caught between punk’s fury, new wave’s glamour, and the gothic storytelling of a war that never really ended. Think Robert Smith’s guilt, Vince Clarke’s circuits, and Frank Tovey’s (Fad Gadget) clanking paranoia, all stitched together with the thread of a novel you can’t put down.

Written in E minor – the key of melancholy, rebellion, and haunted ballrooms. ‘The Grey Amnesia’ wraps its lyrics in the same dark embrace as The Cure’s ‘Disintegration’ or Siouxsie’s ‘Juju’, but with a heartbeat of 174 BPM.

Did you know? ‘The Grey Amnesia’ was recorded in 441 Hz – the same tuning as a heart racing just a little too fast. 🎵💓

Credits:
Written and produced by Frank Talmon l’Armée 
Band: Reverend Sulanke
Instruments: "Guitars drowned in chorus, synths tuned to despair, drums like distant gunfire"
Mastered on a reel-to-reel machine that may or may not be haunted.

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Künstler: Reverend Sulanke
Titel: The Grey Amnesia
Genre: Post-Punk / Dark New Wave / Coldwave

"The Grey Amnesia" ist die erste Sendung von Reverend Sulanke – einem gespenstischen Ensemble, das in den Hinterzimmern eines halb vergessenen Berliner Ballsaals beschworen wurde, wo die rohen Nerven der frühen Cure auf den mechanischen Puls von Fad Gadget treffen und Johnny Warmans erzählerische Verzweiflung mit der synth-durchzogenen Melancholie von Depeche Modes "Speak & Spell"-Ära kollidiert.
Eine 7-minütige Maxi-Single, die sich wie ein Fiebertraum entfaltet: zerrissene Gitarren flechten sich durch eiskalte Synths, während ein Bassline wie ein geprelltes Herz pocht. Der Gesang – halb gesprochen, halb gesungen – zieht dich durch die Korridore einer Erinnerung, die nicht deine ist, wo "die Wände aus Rauschen und der Boden aus zerbrochenem Vinyl" bestehen. Das hier ist kein Song. Das ist eine Séance. Eine Endlosschleife aus Reue, abgespielt auf einem Gerät, das jeden Moment in Stille zerfallen könnte.
Aufgenommen in der Tiefe der Nacht, mit den Geistern analoger 1980er-Technik im Nacken, ist "The Grey Amnesia" der Klang einer Band, gefangen zwischen Punks Wut, New Waves Glamour und dem gothischen Storytelling eines Krieges, der nie wirklich endete. Stell dir vor: Robert Smiths Schuld, Vince Clarkes Schaltkreise und Frank Toveys (Fad Gadget) klirrende Paranoia, alles zusammengenäht mit dem Faden eines Romans, den man nicht weglegen kann.

In E-Moll komponiert – der Tonart der Melancholie, der Rebellion und verfallener Ballsäle. ‘The Grey Amnesia’ hüllt seine Texte in denselben düsteren Klang wie The Cures ‘Disintegration’ oder Siouxsies ‘Juju’, aber mit einem Puls von 174 BPM.

So wie der Roman ‘Hinter uns das Land’ mit den Grenzen der Erinnerung spielt, verschiebt 441 Hz die Grenzen des Klangs – eine kaum merkliche Veränderung, die alles anders fühlen lässt.

The Grey Amnesia

Unfiltered, loud, and gloriously immature — “Eat Shit” is everything you love about punk rock packed into one explosive track.
Catchy hooks, crunchy guitars, and that perfect “we-don’t-care” energy. Turn it up, shout it out, and piss off your neighbors.

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 #HellNoBro #TooBrokeForMoney #PunkRock #SkatePunk #PopPunk #TeenRebellion #AmericanPunk #CaliforniaPunk #YouthRebellion


Lyrics -

Eat shit, eat shit

Fake friends smiling, knives in their hands
Stab you in the back, they’ll never understand
You play your games, you think you’re slick
I got two words for you real quick

Eat shit, I’m not your friend
Eat shit, don’t play pretend
Eat shit, this is our song
Sing it loud, scream along

Eat shit forever, sing it with pride
We’re punk as hell till the day we die

Thought you could break me, thought I’d fall
I stand my ground, I don’t give a call
Laugh in your face, watch me resist
I got one more line for you, just like this

Eat shit, back off now
Eat shit, take a bow
Eat shit, we run this town
Scream it loud, shake the ground

No rules, no chains, we make our own way
Kick the system, burn the cliché
Eat shit, we won’t comply
Eat shit, we reach the sky

Sing it loud, this is mine!!!

Eat Shit

Reality

No turning back when you're the Hunted, no sweet escape when you're the Hunted, Take your cuts and scrapes down to the bone

The Hunted

This the acoustic version of the song "F@ck it" from the album "It's Over"

Fuck It

Just Rock Music - No Music No Life :-)

Discography
2025 Groovy Metal (Compilation album)
2025 Poodle Man (Single feat. Nils)
2024 ResisT (Album Instrumental & vocal)
2024 Bryd nu ud!! (Single f. Mortens Motivation)
2024 Fuck Kreativitet (Single f. Mortens M)
2024 CopperHead (Single feat. This is Treason)
2023 On The Other Side (Single feat. Tjews)
2023 No Music No Life (Album Instrumental)
2022 National Folkesygdom (Single f. Mortens M)
2022 Efterladt (Single feat. Stilou)
2022 The World is Burning (Album Instrumental)
2021 A New Life (Album Instrumental)
2021 Myrde Andre for Selv at Gro (Album f. Ken)
2020 Early Stuff

It’s all here:
https://soundcloud.com/modvaegt/albums

Get these albums on vinyl:

Groovy Metal (Compilation Album 2025)
https://elasticstage.com/soundcloud/releases/groovy-metal-album

ResisT (Album 2024)
https://elasticstage.com/soundcloud/releases/modvaegt-resist-album

No Music No Life (Album 2023)
https://elasticstage.com/soundcloud/releases/no-music-no-life-album

The World is Burning (Album 2022)
https://elasticstage.com/soundcloud/releases/modvaegt-the-world-is-burning-album

A New Life  (Album 2021 - New Mix 2025)
https://elasticstage.com/soundcloud/releases/modvaegt-a-new-life-album

Compilation album: Do You Believe In Life After Work
https://elasticstage.com/soundcloud/releases/modvaegt-do-you-believe-in-life-after-work-for-friends-family-album

Enjoy the Music ;)

💪💀😄🤘🤠🫶

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Spring 2025

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