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Doom Brake Sward

An instrumental brand new track, more experimental along with punk rock elements (mostly 90s) along with the 80s feeling into it.
LUMI=Like u mean it.
 
Enjoy my friends!
Youtube: https://youtu.be/gzSvR9GT-zE
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(p) & (c), 2025.

LUMI

Zeta (2003)

**🌄 "Dawn’s Cold Embrace" – A Haunting Post-Punk Meditation on Transience 🌄**  

A delicate balance of frost-kissed melody and raw introspection, **"Dawn’s Cold Embrace"** captures the quiet agony of existing in the threshold between night’s refuge and day’s unyielding glare. This track weaves jangly, shimmering guitars with poetic despair, crafting a soundscape as fragile as the hour it mourns.  

**Lyrics as Fragile Revelations:**  
The song opens like a shiver—*“The night loosens its grip, leaves me in silence, where memories hover, shadows without shape”*—pitting the comfort of darkness against dawn’s merciless clarity. The chorus, *“There’s a chill in the light, it feels too honest,”* aches with the vulnerability of confronting what daylight unearths: fractured truths and “things unsaid.” The spoken-word outro lingers like mist, whispering of liminal purgatory: *“a place between what’s gone and what’s yet to begin.”*  

**Soundscapes of Bleak Elegance:**  
Treble-soaked guitar lines twinkle like frost under a pale sun, while a melodic bassline pulses with the rhythm of sleepless contemplation. Drums shuffle with restrained urgency, mimicking the reluctant march toward morning. Vocals sway between tender murmurs and trembling crescendos, embodying the tension of holding onto fading warmth. The bridge strips the arrangement to a skeletal hum—cold synths and trembling reverb mirroring the lyric’s *“loss without sorrow”*—before the instrumental break erupts in a cascade of melancholic strings and wiry arpeggios.  

**Why It Captivates:**  
- **For fans of:** Introspective jangle-pop, poetic bleakness, and post-punk’s romantic despair.  
- **Perfect for:** Solitary walks through empty parks at daybreak, scribbling unsent letters, or clinging to the ghost of a fading dream.  

**"Dawn’s Cold Embrace"** is not a song—it’s a sigh crystallized in sound. A hymn for those who find solace in the ache of impermanence. **Let its gray-light melancholy seep into your bones.**  

🎧 *Stream now, and wander the fragile edge of dawn.* 🎧  

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*Tags: #JangleGloom #PostPunkPoetry #LiminalSoundscapes #MelancholicDawn #IntrospectiveRock*

Dawns Cold Embrace

Another one brand new track from my upcoming Synthwave retrowave album that will be called "Ultraviolet Cosmos". Song called "Goodnight" enjoy y'all and subscribe, like & share! :)

Youtube link: https://youtu.be/gXyfunsd-F8?si=gCgv4YTy_tiNHqKi

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(p) & (c) 2025, STA.

Goodnight

Brand NEW track "Thought I Was Dreaming", taken from the "Ultraviolet Cosmos" upcoming full length STA album (2025). Enjoy y'all #share, #like, #follow and comment of course. :D

Youtube: https://youtu.be/5TOaRZxQbGs?si=tAH31Rz_1uPP6dEn

lyrics:
I've been dreaming for so long
and never woke up back to reality
i never thought it could take so long
to learn such a solid morality

Thought i was screaming, nightmares dreaming
and it's time not to hide away
It's time for breathing, 
forget about those golden years so fly away

And then i opened my eyes and realize
that neon lights blinded my side
and it's time to get up my feet again
and regain what's mine and never let it again.

(p) & (c) STA, 2025.

Thought I Was Dreaming

Friends, here's our new collaboration with Monsieur Madeleine. The metaphysical theme of the reason for our presence on Earth, addressed by a Cro-Magnon.
the philosopher Monsieur Madeleine tries to answer here

Image: jakaria3704 (pixabay)

Sur terre pour quoi faire BY Monsieur Madeleine & Zitou Itou

Supernova (Rehearsal)

TIC TAC TOE

here i am, standing, at the gates of the house of fear.
where as, a small child, i wept many a tear.
living alone upstairs, with the maid and cook below.
the news came of fathers death and they said i had to go.

chorus:       here i am, a man at last.
                   standing before, the ghosts of my past.
                   i can hear their distant ghostly calls.
                   inside these old and crumbling walls.

i go through, the front door, to face the things i hate.
sometimes you have to face your fears, before it's too late.
i open the curtains, for the sunlight of the day.
to sweep away the darkness and keep the ghosts at bay.

chorus:

no one believed me, the things i've heard and seen.
they said it's imagination, or just a scary dream.
am i brave, or am i a fool, i wont be tempting fate.
i know they love the darkness, so i wont be staying late.

chorus:

this is, the last time, i will see these evil walls.
tomorrow they are coming, with the diggers and wrecking balls.
i've told, them no one, should ever live here again.
it's the only way i can think of, to end the demons reign.

chorus:

Fear of ghosts part 3.......facing your fears.

This track is for Matilda ,an amazing artist ,whose kindness is overflowing .
Thank you so much Matilda ,you are an inspiration ,Thank you so much 
 Shine on .

Check out Matilda's Proud Dad ,and musical giant 

https://soundcloud.com/thebeautifuldark

Thank you both for making such special gestures to me.

Shine on , Be Well :-) :-) :-) :-) :-)

Matilda's Dub

..maybe love comes walking in... a dreamer in search of true love who loses himself in daydreams and fantasies..composed by STYTZ and played by the band with passion and full commitment!

Music:   Hubert Stytz     Lyrics:  Pee Gee       Add.Lyrics:  Paul Harriman

Lyrics

I´m hooked on a fantasy
A vision in my mind
I´m hangin´around this town
While my mind´s doin´overtime

I need a warm summer night
On a moonlit avenue
With a thrill and a promise
Of  a secret rendezvous

Went to see the pictures in the gallery
Tryin´to find the angel I´m lookin´out for

Señorita of my dreams
I leave my door open tonight
Señorita of my dreams
MAYBE LOVE COMES WALKIN´IN...............

She must be waitin´for me
Somewhere out there in the night
With a warm and tender smile
A smile as bright as the daylight

Lookin´at the passers-by on the street
Searching for the angel I´ve been dreamin´of

Señorita of my dreams
I leave my door open tonight
Señorita of my dreams
MAYBE LOVE COMES WALKIN´IN.....................

Love Comes Walkin' In

Fingers numb.

Lips frosted by forced and shaky breath.

Latch as a foretaste to what?

A new world? Naah.

More likely a backdoor into the old one.

But who needs THAT?

What more could you expect behind this door?

The ocean? A door to the ocean? That would be something.

Back to the sea, back to the roots, no, not the creation on repeat!

But escape to a totally fresh new start, that might work.


Once more, YES! Could be fun...


SECRET PASSAGE BY THE SEA PT 3

Back with Observers rule the Sun. I'll zip it for this one The Song can do the spouting and I'll just observe... haha mostly.. Decided to go with 3 acoustic arrangement, live mic for each on a seperate run and just sang while doing them so it's vox/acoustic x 3

Human time again. I think I'll make a rule for this song.... never play it with exact time. Only what comes out. Ruling that time. Ruling that sun. Love and Light to everyone 🔆

Lyrics

'Seed to simplify
Need to sense sight
Food for prescience
Moods from heavens
Beeds had roses in flames
Deeds from men insane
Creeds of confusion reigned
Cede it to never again

Feed my control
Knead self and soul
Knurl your metal mind
Unfurl your very kind
Know one inner you
Go control no two
This onness can become
When observers rule the sun

So on this Earth, We give birth
We found our worth
So on this Earth, We give birth
We found our worth

Read, to simplify
Sieze your sense of sight
In clues for prescience
Foods from heavens
Seeds have roses with names
Beeds from humans sane
Creed dissillusion saved
Ceded to never again

Feed my control
Knead self and soul
Knurl your metal mind
Unfurl your very kind
Know one inner you
Go control no two
This onness can become
When observers rule the sun

One cannot stare naked eye
In heart, cry explain cry
I'm told our sun enrols
All backbone of our soul
Some change or well be gone
Observers cannot be wrong



Knead: Work together with your hands. Mix

Knurl: Imprint a pattern on metal for a grip etc. So I mean a grip on your mind

Observers rule the Sun

noxpox- singing winds

Cast of characters:
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Taylor T5z acoustic guitar, Tom Anderson Custom T electric guitar, Gibson Earle Scruggs banjo, Eastwood MandoCaster mix, mastering, production, and composition
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- organ
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Fender Precision four string bass, played with a plectrum 
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – harmonica, jaw harp, timpany, hambone percussion, and production editing     
This song began with Stephen, who recorded it on his acoustic guitar and bass to a programmed drum track a few months ago. We were all thrilled to work on it, even though it sat in BandLab as a project for almost a month before Stephen separated the tracks, thus allowing us to trickle in our parts. JJ was first to jump on it, because he could before the tracks were separated, as his part is completely his idea. He added the organ that really set up the entire sound of both dominant sections of the song. 
  Ken was first up to the project once the tracks were replaceable, making the wild, driving beat his own. Inspired by both JPJ and Michael Ivins, Josh laid down his bass line, trying to match Ken's energy. Last, but not least, Mark jumped in with the rumbling timpani. He also added the flavorful harmonica, and unique jaw harp you hear throughout, as well. 
  At that point, Stephen also got the idea to add the hambone percussion at the very end of the song, which we all consider a treat, and after showing us how it's done, Mark volunteered his percussion skills to give it a go. Stephen wasn't done with it, though, and still had some magic to sprinkle. He went in and added the howling electric guitar you hear prominently in the second main section. Also, he added the tempting intro with his acoustic guitar and electric mandolin that looks like a Telecaster guitar. 
  Once it was in the bag, we thought it appropriate for our master mixer Stephen to put it to bed, which he did in his always expert manner. Mark did help with the production, though, as he's very good with editing and spotting mistakes that need to be corrected.
  This is a gift from Stephen to all of us, and you, too. It took a lot of teamwork to make the dream work, as always for Eclectic Collective. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Country Ham (Eclectic Collective)

Whispers emerged from the cloud formations—not sounds exactly, but impressions. Fragments of conversations never spoken.

Nimbostratus

I have loved getting to know, appreciate, and learn from many skilled people on various music-hosting platforms over the years. Dawn Sinclair is a lyricist, poet, writer, and story-teller who I first encountered on mp3u. Per-Olov (known as Master Peo) was a composer and arranger, mostly in old swing band styles.  I also met him years ago on mp3u. This song came about because they had a story to tell about Frank Sinatra and the Rat Pack, and needed a vocalist and although I did not really consider myself a crooner, I enjoyed acting and was willing to try out for the role. The result is Rat Pack Blues.
In memory of Per-Olov

Rat Pack Blues

Surfers like Us ….. composition and all guitar parts

Artwork provided by Remnant60

Hi Everyone!
This is a brand new song which expresses my nostalgia and longing for the sea.
Hope you enjoy the vibe! 😎🏄🏼‍♂️
Thanks for listening and any support. 
Artur

Sea Waves

Mental Health Day$

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!
https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/album/ultraviolet-cosmos

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