Sick!  Nice shredding, and a great arrangement

Fuerza, garra, pasión: todo en este temazo que emociona por su contundencia y sensibilidad.

Forever On High - Calling

Brown Room (border) - Fleursonseaux
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Brown Room (border)

I am happy to present a further great collaboration with southafrican Singer Sonwriter Mike Hill.

Credits:
@mikehillravenscall: vocals and lyrics
@nobsmeyer: guitars, bass, drum production, mix and mastering.

In a world where we all live with broken dreams,
Through the storms we will walk, legs shackled in chains
With fiery eyes, Uncontrollable rage
Still defiance in faces. Our souls are still wild
With passionate cries, we fight for our places
We’ve seen all the signs, we’ve seen all the signs
Chorus
Oh, we’re floating through fire. Our hearts are on fire, we’re holding on
We carry on, nothing controls us.
We’re floating through fire. Our hearts are on fire, we’re holding on.
We’re holding on. We carry on. Nothing controls us
Floating through fire. Floating through fire. We carry on, floating through fire.
We carry on.
Bridge
Oooooh. Ooooh. Oooooh, OOOOH
We’ll be holding on with fire in our eyes.
We’ll be fighting on with fire in our hearts
We’ll be floating on, onto paradise
We’ll be holding on, onto paradise
We’ll Carry on
Chorus
Oh, we’re floating through fire. Our hearts are on fire, we’re holding on
We carry on, nothing controls us.
We’re floating through fire. Our hearts are on fire, we’re holding on.
We’re holding on. We carry on. Nothing controls us
Floating through fire. Floating through fire. We carry on, floating through fire.
We carry on.

Floating Through Fire

This country be like.

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Guitars, programming & vox by The Darkstars.

Cover design by M. Whyte.

*Dread Helm Records [DHR0014]*

Shellshock Ltd.

Signal

On parle souvent de l'enfance comme d'un paradis perdu., mais pour certaines et certains d'entre nous, elle fut un véritable cauchemar, terrorisés par un aigle noir...
à Annie...
Paroles:
Ton géniteur, qui aurait du,
Te protéger, choisit l'abus,
Et ses mains, sur ton corps d'enfant,
Et le silence, si pesant...
Si ton enfance te poursuit,
Si ta jeunesse paya le prix,
Dis toi qu'il a payé aussi,
Si ton enfance te poursuit.
J'ai parcouru, tes dix sept ans,
Je n'ai rien su, de tes tourments,
De tes terreurs, toujours nocturnes,
Quand le matin, se faisait diurne.
Si ton enfance te poursuit,
Si ta jeunesse paya le prix,
Dis toi qu'il est très loin d'ici,
Si ton enfance te poursuit.
On ne refera pas l'histoire,
On fera face à nos mémoires.
Il en sera toujours ainsi,
Si ton enfance te poursuit,
Si ton enfance te poursuit.
On refera jamais l'histoire,
Il restera un aigle noir.
Au sommet de tes insomnies,
Si ton enfance te poursuit,
Si ton enfance te poursuit.

We often talk about childhood as a lost paradise, but for some of us, it was a real nightmare, terrorized by a black eagle...
to Annie...
Words:
Your father, who should have,
Protect yourself, choose abuse,
And his hands, on your child's body,
And the silence, so heavy...
If your childhood pursues you,
If your youth paid the price,
Tell yourself he paid too,
If your childhood pursues you.
I have traveled, your seventeen years,
I knew nothing of your torments,
Of your terrors, always nocturnal,
When the morning became diurnal.
If your childhood pursues you,
If your youth paid the price,
Tell yourself that he is very far from here,
If your childhood pursues you.
We will not repeat history,
We will face our memories.
It will always be like this,
If your childhood pursues you,
If your childhood pursues you.
We will never repeat history,
There will remain a black eagle.
At the height of your insomnia,
If your childhood pursues you,
If your childhood pursues you.

Si ton enfance te poursuit

Mir Bredberg Weber: Main vocal/composer
Henrik Nybo: Akk.guitar/el.guitar
Palle Hjort: Piano/Hammond/accordian
Jeppe Gram: Drums
Jakob Falgren: Bas
Carsten Sindvald:  alto saxophone
Finn Henriksen: saxophone/baritone/tenor
Kaj Schmidt-Boisen: Trumpet
Dave Hennessy: Classic guitar

Live Out Loud

Spoken For

Idc No More

Throw Hands

Heitið by Laxá really captures the essence of their Icelandic post-rock. The strings of the Heima Kvartett, Mike's keyboards, Jussi's guitar work and the ever-present driving reggae feel of Bjarne's and Matthias' back line. It's a dark and cinematic piece with brooding deep bass driven by the drums.



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

Heitið by Laxá [cinematic post-rock | Iceland, San Francisco, Everywhere

Name Droppin

Rock, Rock, Rock and no Alternative …
I am playing guitar and bass, I love prog rock, technical death metal and all flavors of hard rock.
I use SoundCloud for collaborations with other Artists, if time allows.
Mix and Mastering was done in the „N.o.b.S. Moonshine Studios“ based in my living room. 
Nearly everything had been recorded during the night, sometimes at daylight on weekends.

Floating Through Fire

N.o.b.S.

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