HONKULATOR

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MISTY

Over you

A Rainy Autumn Evening

KASPAR HAUSER

The long-period Lemmon Comet, said to appear only once in a thousand years, can be seen around this time.
To commemorate this rare event, I’d like to release this song I created last year in collaboration with Lemon Muzik.
https://on.soundcloud.com/5qMeitmIGeXml9bkD4
The song’s structure, chord pads, lo-fi guitar, and beat were all created by Lemon,  I added my own arrangement and mixed to them.
The vocals are also by Lemon.
Although the mix is a bit rough, I really love this version. I had such a great time making it together with Lemon, and I feel that sense of joy is reflected in the sound itself.
I truly hope we can collaborate again someday.
Please give it a listen!

'Finger Tips' Lemon=Synline

Creación hecha en base a unos riffs de sintetizadores con samples vocales modificados.
DAW: Cubase 14 Pro
Plugins: Retrologue, FM8, Halion, Groove Agent 5
Plugin de Masterización: Izotope Ozone 11 Standard.
I hope you like it.

manu002 C14

Here we go again! 🎃 After listening to the song (maybe 2 or 3 times, so you’ll lose your mind and be perfectly ready for Halloween!)… go check out the video! This time we’re not in it, it’s a real ridiculous cartoon! 👉 https://youtu.be/_1hK8-2omFQ

OK, now it’s time to let you hear Beating Edge in the most beautiful language in the world (yeah, we know it’s subjective, but many say so anyway)! 
Our new track "Un Cavaliere Medievale" tells the story of a resurrected medieval knight, brought back to life by five crazy people (who knows who they are?😂), trying to survive the chaos of the modern world. It’s absurd, darkly funny, and just perfect for Halloween vibes. 

📝Below the Italian lyrics you’ll find the best possible English translation (we tried, we swear!). And since it’s Halloween, we’ve decided to commit artistic suicide, because with a ridiculous Italian song, SoundCloud’s algorithm will probably bless us with, what, 10 plays? Maybe 11 if we’re lucky! But hey, it’s the season for scary things, so let’s kill off these Beating Edge once and for all with the Italian language!!! 💀 

Enjoy the madness, and if your ears start bleeding, it’s not our fault… must be some ghost you didn’t listen to! Love you all (...in a very spooky way)!!! 🖤👻
Don’t forget to like, comment, and share… if you survive till the end 😈

At the moment, this track is exclusively available on SoundCloud.
Released on October 30, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

🇮🇹[Italiano]

Io ero un cavaliere medievale
Ma la mia origine non era nobiliare
Sgobbavo come un animale
Con venti chili d’armatura sulle scale

Poi un colpo secco e finì la mia storia
Polvere e ossa, perduta la memoria
Ora arrivano cinque menti ribelli
Con magie e rumori che fan tremare i miei capelli

Io sono un cavaliere medievale!
Non potete scalfirmi né farmi del male!
Io sono il cavaliere di ’sti folli,
Risorto a caso tra scheletri e polli!

Il mondo moderno è un vero casino
I cavalli spariti, mi date un motorino?
Le luci, i telefoni, i rumori strani
Io combatto ancora… ma senza compagni

Io sono un cavaliere medievale!
Non potete scalfirmi né farmi del male!
Io sono il cavaliere di ’sti folli,
Risorto a caso tra scheletri e polli!

E se pensate di avermi sconfitto
Ricordate… torno sempre dal conflitto!
La musica è la mia magia, la mia maledizione
E vi perseguito… in ogni canzone!


🇬🇧🇺🇸English Translation
[A Medieval Knight]

I was a medieval knight
But I wasn’t born noble
I worked my tail off like a beast
Wearing armor that felt like a ton on my back

Then a single blow ended my story
Dust and bones, my memory gone
Now five crazy people show up
With magic and noises that make my head spin

I am a medieval knight!
You can’t hurt me or do me harm!
I’m the knight of these fools,
Brought back to life among skeletons and chickens!

The modern world is a total mess
No horses in sight, can someone lend me a scooter?
The lights, the phones, all the strange noises
I still fight… but without any companions

I am a medieval knight!
You can’t hurt me or do me harm!
I’m the knight of these fools,
Brought back to life among skeletons and chickens!

And if you think you’ve defeated me
Remember… I always rise back into battle!
Music is my magic, my curse
And I’ll haunt you… in every song!

Un Cavaliere Medievale

despair has countless faces. many of these might be masks that despair hides behind so skillfully that not even their owners recognize them. it's no wonder, then, that people affected by this, realize they have a problem but misinterpret its cause completely. somehow it seems more acceptable to consider oneself e.g. angry than to consider oneself feeling desperate, or hurt, or fearful, or lost in doubts.

doubts: puberty is undoubtedly a phase of life characterized by significant doubt. and perhaps one of humanity's central problems stems from our failed approach to dealing with this phase of doubt aka despair. it’s toxic masculinity. 

heaps of bullshit are associated with this buzzword. anyway, I associate it with the oppressive difficulties that our beloved son max had to face during his adolescence – in a world that is fixated on rigid role models in such a merciless, insensitive and ruthless way. toxic…

it's almost impossible to cushion that as a family. of course, you can always talk about it and provide mental support. but the influence of the outside world is far too powerful. so, max went through a period full of doubt, insecurity, and fear, and used a lot of masks to hide it. in the end, he found his way, which was a massive relief to us before his journey came to such an abrupt end. 

max, we love you all the more forever!

the lyrics written in memory of those times have been translated by DeepL without working out corresponding english rhymes. the musical template was provided by a guitar arpeggio piece written and recorded a while ago – without realizing the harmonies aren’t that vocal-friendly. 

that only became apparent when I was working on it with suno. so, I decided to work out two versions. the first closely follows the original backing tracks (including cümbüş for the banjos) and the “guitared” vocal melody. the second is more direct and minimalized, like an inner voice. for that's what it's all about.

©music and lyrics by Hans-Michael Albers, instrumental cover & vocal performance by suno 5

videolization: https://youtu.be/pjj6jEFVg2o?si=kPIXuTvJCWqK8gB5


you wake up tense, breath short, chest tight
already feeling like you gotta prove something today
mirror looking back like, you sure you’re enough?
every silence around you feels like a test you can’t name

be a man, they said
but the rules came wrapped in shame
so you built this armor
made of jokes, smirks, and sideways looks
if you speak soft, you’re weak
if you speak loud, you’re a threat
so you hover somewhere in between
trapped in that quiet panic

you’re tired of holding it in
you’re tired of playing “I am”
don’t know who're you, man
don’t know who're you, man
don’t know who're you, man
don’t know who're you, man
just want to breathe again
just want to breathe again

scrolling through your feed
confidence everywhere
and you hate that you hate it
jealous of the ease they move with
the way they take up space like they belong
you? you shrink inside your shoulders
acting cool while you crumble slow

your jaw locked. hands tight
every move rehearsed
you measure worth in silence
in how little you let slip
can’t bleed, can’t need, can’t bend
so you drown
looking composed the whole time

you’re tired of holding it in …

sometimes you swing
not because you’re strong 
but because you’re scared
scared they’ll see the cracks
the small boy under the armor
you talk loud, but it’s fear wearing a crown
you throw shade, but it’s envy in disguise

you’re trying to unlearn this weight
trying to breathe without proving it
to stop mistaking numb for power
to stop mistaking fear for pride
maybe one day, you’ll stand still
no front, no mask
just you
finally enough

you’re tired of holding it in …

Who're you, Man | Outer Singer

DIFFER



Long distance rummaging rapper type of fella, who needed beats so decided to try and make his own from the nefarious world of bargain vinylment. Lost track of time and realised he'd forgotten to write the words he was creating to support. Now on a mission without the time he can never find, he jigsaws verse and beats at glacial speed for fun often miss-laying the final piece- but happy in the knowledge there's fullfilment in the incomplete.

If your hearing things and wishing it was an instrumental, drop a line and i'll try to get it sorted folks.

Thanks!
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Toolage : Mpc 1000, 2500, 1210's, Microphones,Vinyl addiction,Pens, Paint, People, Computers, Freebie stickers, and other bits of shizz i'll include as they get used. 

DIFFER

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