fantastic ! u got the vibe homey ! peace out from Germany !

love the texsture on this one for sure coolness

Keep up the good work and sounds. Nice melody.

nice percussion. i enjoy the journey this takes me on!

Electronica

Alien Experimentation

This song is about being honest and vulnerable with others! :)

I'm Not A Fake!

From our upcoming album The Dark Forest due in 2026

https://thestrandedalien.bandcamp.com/

Unfolding in Seven Dimensions

Lovesong légère subventionnée par Monsieur Meubles...
Love ballad subsidised by a famous French furniture shop...: I wish I were a chair...

Here I try a translation in english for those who want to know what this is about...
#lyrics

I wish I were a chair
To hold you in my arms
You’d be sitting at ease
At meal times
At tea time I would be
right in the living room
the perfect option
For your conversation

If we fancy a nap
we’ll change continents
Switch from Louis XVI
To a swinging hammock 
I will take you all in
On the braided fabric
I will gently rock you 
From your head to your toes

When bedtime comes
My velvet backrest
Would make you want
To talk about love
Your gaze resting
On my satin arms,
what a Privilege, intrewined
Until the morning comes


But you should beware
If you move too much
If you get restless
seeking for something new
maybe something better
Here is my hypothesis
You might one day fall down
Fall down from this chair

Small couch or Méridienne 
Or charming sofa
No matter the divan
As long as bliss is here
Both of us lying down
Under the soft duvet
Slowly falling asleep
Breathing in the thrill

Je voudrais être une chaise

Chronicles of a Shopaholic

There are two kinds of people: those who shop when they need something… and shopaholics, who always need something! They spot "SALE" signs from miles away, say "I’m just looking," then leave with bags full of stuff they didn’t plan to buy (but it was 50% off!). Their motto? I shop, therefore I am. Their worst fear? "Card declined." But hey, shopping is therapy… until your credit card needs therapy too!

Shopaholic

Shopaholic (Original mix)

Hope you guys enjoy this :)

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Something to Believe In [Electrostep Network PREMIERE]

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Sad Rabbit and A Wicked Ghost Party!

wrote this in a weird place—
somewhere between too tired to care and too awake to stop thinking.
For anyone stuck between memory and motion somwhere Deep in a House

I Let It Go

music video: https://youtu.be/QowVQhrm-Hw?si=5o9HpdV0e0bwVamc

https://zare010.bandcamp.com

lyric:
Look at the streets, oh guardian bright
Shadows stretch where dreams once grew
Echoes of hunger fill the night
Lost souls with nothing left to lose

Open your eyes, see the pain
The chains they forged, the lives they drain
No savior comes, no guiding light
Only the fire of those who fight

Towers rise on broken backs
Built with blood and silent screams
Kings feast while the world turns black
Hope is drowned in poisoned streams

Open your eyes, see the pain
The chains they forged, the lives they drain
No savior comes, no guiding light
Only the fire of those who fight

[Outro]
Justice sleeps in hollow halls
Mercy fades where power calls
But truth will rise, it never dies
In shattered hearts, the fire lies

Justice Sleeps

Petit blues ou grosse déprime...Les dimanches sont parfois difficiles...
Small transient sadness or deep despair...Sometimes Sundays are hard.

TRANSLATION


I hate Sundays

This is the end of the Week
these days chaining me
I climb down the ladder
A little... disoriented
They advise me to rest
they advise me movie nights 
in my head voices are calling
And the trap closes is closing

I hate Sundays
all these dreadful hours
How I hate weekends
Without you near
I hate Sundays
And their tasteless tea
Oh, how I ‘d like
You come back 

While others celebrate
With champagne and canapés
I raise my glass alone
To the end of eternity
The awful hour has come
the righteous and the kind ones
are giving up slowly
kicking the bucket

I hate Sundays
all these dreadful hours
How I hate weekends
Without you near
I hate Sundays
And their tasteless tea
Oh, how I ‘d like
You come back 
Bridge

I’ve fled every party
Avoided the laughters
Like a tiny puppet 
or a wax doll in tears
But I know one Sunday
Tired of this waiting
I’ll take my revenge
On these faded years

Je hais les dimanches (with translation)

YouTube video: https://youtu.be/3z-WWazmyiA 
This one's kinda our origin story – and we're dropping it to celebrate one year on SoundCloud. 🎉
And don’t forget to check out the fun video linked above! 😄
We were five misfits with totally different backgrounds, sounds, and lives...
But somehow, we clicked! Like fate decided we should form a band.
“Beating the Edge” looks back at that time, the messy, magical moment we came together.
It's raw, it's loud, it's full of heart.
No fake drama, no grand plans. Just real passion, some chaos, and a shared obsession with making music that punches through the noise.
That’s when Beating Edge was born. 🙌 And now we've got so many more friends, here on SoundCloud and beyond!! Thanks to all of you!!! We love ya!! ❤️
Released on major streaming platforms on June 6, 2025.
Released on SoundCloud on April 18, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

Two wild souls, keys and drums 	
Chasing sounds, making runs
But no voice to tell the tale	
Till a ghost-thin kid let out a wail		

Synths were pumping, beats were tight		
But he craved the fire, craved the bite	
Rock and thunder in his veins				
Needed six strings to break the chains	

We’re the fire in the stream	
Burning up your midnight dream		
No stage, just waves we ride  
Crashing loud like a rising tide 
Beating the edge, one song at a time!  

A party spark, a six-string queen	
Five-feet-three but played so mean		
Then she said, "I know a guy,	
Silent thunder, bass so high!"	

Groove so thick, it shook the ground	
Rhythm locked, we found our sound		
Pages filled with names so strange		
Till one just hit like a roaring train!		

We’re the fire in the stream	
Burning up your midnight dream		
No stage, just waves we ride   
Crashing loud like a rising tide 		
Beating the edge, one song at a time! 

No aliens, no weak clichés		
Just a name that slays for days   
Turn it up, let it fly		
We’re the storm that won’t run dry 

We’re the fire in the stream		
Burning up your midnight dream	
No stage, just waves we ride 
Crashing loud like a rising tide 
Beating the edge, one song at a time!   

One song at a time 
One song at a time
Oh yeah!
One song at a time
We’re alive! 
One song at a time
We will rise!
Beating the edge, one song at a time!  

One song at a time 
Oh yeah!
One song at a time
We’re alive! 
One song at a time
Beating the edge, one song at a time!

Beating the Edge

Music Video

Personne n'est atteint du syndrome de l'imposteur ici, mais il existe de  vrais imposteurs qu'on peut  croiser parfois...
No one here suffers from imposter syndrome, but there are genuine imposters all around, and we sometimes encounter one of them...

TRANSLATION - THE IMPOSTOR
I'm this close to confessing everything
I ‘ve nothing to do with it 
It was all fake, rigged, cunning
I did nothing wrong, but I did nothing right 

I thought It was totally in my wheelhouse 
but this time I must admit
It's just a web of lies
I might give up as well

I'm this close to going to confession
To tell everything to the first one to go by
But if someone coax me a little
I hold on to my bad faith, and it works

I thought It was totally in my wheelhouse 
but this time I must admit
It's just a web of lies
I might give up as well

By twisting the truth in my brain
I ended up believing my own nonsense
Pious wishes / head in the clouds / time has come
To resume my life as an impostor

L'imposteur (with translation)

Well Havent been here in awhile  things are changing
where is the empathy
where is the compassion 
please be kind to one another
broken hearts hurt 
broken countries hurt 
Peace

Torn Dream

Para escuchar la versión con MV https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/de-noche-en-el-puerto
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/de-noche-en-el-puerto-modo-dorico

De noche en el puerto

El viento imita con pesar
la queja de un bebé al llorar
y choca contra el malecón.

El faro ilustra con su luz
a un marinero ante una cruz
que de rodillas ora con fervor.

Estribillo

Las olas van susurrando
sonidos que van narrando
un cruel enigma del reino abisal.

La arena lo va escuchando
 y con cuidado guardando
pues entiende que es confidencial.

-----------------------

La luna dejar de mirar
la imagen que le ofrece el mar
pues no se llega a reconocer.

La calma acaba por llenar
el alma de una extraña paz
y la razón se deja mecer.

Estribillo

At night in the port

The wind sadly imitates
the lament of a crying baby
and crashes against the seawall.

The lighthouse illuminates with its light
a sailor before a cross
who kneels and prays fervently.

Chorus

The waves whisper
sounds that narrate
a cruel enigma of the abyssal realm.

The sand listens
and carefully guards it
because it understands it is confidential.

-----------------------

The moon stops looking
at the image the sea offers
because it cannot recognize itself.

Calm eventually fills
the soul with a strange peace
and reason allows itself to be rocked.

Chorus

De noche en el puerto AC

“This is not the end — just the last note left behind.” Vedran, Thank You All....

Vedran - The Bulletin Board

Graced

ソル・マリネリス 
Mostly solo & random DIY excursions into dystopian post-metal shoegaze 🎧
Guitarist/Remixer/Artist

I am the NTT. Stranded Alien is my synth rock project.

I have a side project called the NTT's Funk Odyssey. I have started posting these tunes here with the precursor label - The NTT

Unfolding in Seven Dimensions

Stranded Alien/ The NTT

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