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Check the debut and tribute track from SHOCK THE ALGORITHM, a brand new Hard Heavy Rock band from Athens, GR. This debut track is dedicated to all the blessed souls that we lost unfairly in Tempi, 28/2/23 on a train crash. R.I.P. and God bless all these souls, their families and the whole world.

#τέμπη

Shock the Algorithm

Youtube link: https://youtu.be/03e3VHfWTfo

lyrics:
Wings on a Wagon
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We've spoken twice
and roll the dice
i said i'm leaving this town for a day or two
I packed my bags
i'm on a railway track
i'm gonna see you again my love really soon
We're sailing into the unknown, before the sun comes up
Why we've become so distant? i see wings on a wagon
Why there's no line to reach you, we are flying on flamed wings of a dragon
there's only youth around me, only young angels beside me
i said don't worry about me, i see wings on a wagon
the end is near, i felt no fear
i had no time to think about
i saw the flames, i heard some names
and then connection lost for eternity
and i will call and i won't fall, get some rest and sleep well    
and i'll be there and i'll take care, don't worry mom i won't be late...

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Rock and Roll Kills

Wings on a Wagon

Wings on a Wagon ( Τέμπη 28 Φεβρουαρίου 2023 )

The forest breathes in whispers,
its voice carried on the night wind.
Beneath the silver glow of the moon,
the trees stretch their shadows,
dancing softly on the earth.

A stream murmurs in the distance,
its waters flowing endlessly,
carving a story older than time,
a tale of life that flows and fades.

The leaves quiver,
caught between stillness and motion,
their fragile forms trembling in the moonlight.
Each drop of dew holds the universe,
a fleeting mirror of infinite beauty.

Beneath this canopy of stars and leaves,
a solitary figure walks,
their footsteps swallowed by the soil,
their breath merging with the cool, damp air.

The forest listens,
its silence alive with a timeless rhythm,
bearing witness to the brief spark of life,
a moment suspended in the vast embrace of eternity.

And as the moon climbs higher,
its light weaves through the branches,
illuminating the truth whispered by the trees:
beauty is fleeting,
but its echoes remain,
woven into the eternal fabric of the forest.

The figure pauses,
their gaze lifted to the sky.
In this moment, they are not apart,
but one with the forest,
their presence a flicker in its endless tale.

The forest on a moonlit night (Piano with Japanese poetry reading)日本語詩の朗読

B-Paralyzed

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

#synthwave
#retrowave
#outrun
#vaporwave
#newmusic
#synthwavemusic
#80smusic
#electronicmusic
#musicvideo
#newrelease
#song
#music
#independentartist
#unsignedartist

(p) & (c) 2025, STA.

Goodnight

Cast of Characters:

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1 –Josh – Warwick four string fretless bass, vocals, lyrics, and seed idea
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums
TexMex Shaman– @texmex-shaman –Stephen– Tom Anderson custom T electric guitar
Mistermark-- @user-432503709 -- Mark – clavinet and VST sax     
J.J. Terrell-- @j-j-terrell—JJ-- Yamaha Genos 2 electric piano voice and lead organ
Llanpsych-- @llanpsych -- Tez – electric guitar, mix, and production
Eclectic Collective -- composition

This song started its life as one of a batch of bass lines Josh came up with around the New Year holiday. He recorded it to a rudimentary drum loop, which Ken replaced perfectly with his own beat. JJ was the next up, bringing his magical organ into the mix. He had to replace it, though, after discussions within the group about the overall form, particularly a suggestion from Stephen that led to the formation of the choruses. He joined the project next, adding his fuzzy, foundational guitar you hear underlying the entire song. Not to miss out on the guitaring, Tez came up with the ethereal guitar fills that float around in there. Mark came after Tez with his textural wah clavinet, also adding the wonderful sax solo you hear in the middle.
After it was done musically, Josh went back and wrote some lyrics and sang them, too.
Once it was in the can, we asked Tez to do the honors of mixing it for us, which he did in his always expert fashion.
This is a fine example of the Eclectic Collective coming together to create a heartfelt song. We hope you enjoy listening to it as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Original lyrics by Josh Clary:

Sometimes I think about
Things we used to talk about
Now I have to go without
Ever looking at your face x2

But I want you near me
Wish that you could hear me

What if we could ever reach
Out to the other each
But what would we say?
Is it just another routine day? x2

It makes my heart hurt bad
When I think of what I had
Now you’ve slipped away
Seems I saw you just the other day

Life can be really cruel
And I can be a fool
But I wish there were a way
I could hear what you would say

Loss (The Eclectic Collective)

One of the more enriching aspects of a collab' project like this, is the exchange of ideas, drivers and perceptions about the topic at hand;  please note that those which follow are mine alone.

Find Seagull's brilliant music here: https://soundcloud.com/farout-music-studio
Find David's beautiful guitar work here: https://soundcloud.com/david-dunhamuser589535203
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And so it rains… here, in the pile of moral and cultural rubble roughly where a place called England used to be.  Rain that is not acid, but acrid, coming, as it does, from the persistent shower of vile spittle emanating from the crooked mouths of the horde of liars, cheats, frauds and fornicators at Westminster.  Their policies as illegitimate as their credentials (and certain other aspects of their lives), these creatures shuffle about at the feet of their gay muslim billionaire benefactor / puppetmaster, shamelessly lapping up his tossed treats and trinkets in return for unfettered access to the heart of an executive whose mission is as fraudulent as its mandate: the eradication of the indigenous population, its culture and its history.  Their tools of the trade familiar to any rapacious despot of a failed state: fabricated manifestos; indoctrination to brainwash; history rewritten; injunctions to stem free speech; cancelled elections;  suppression of mainstream media through litigative threat;  transformation of the national broadcaster to the faithful puppy propaganda mouthpiece of the party machine; and hands-on directive control of judiciary and police functions to impose a vindictive and vicious two tier justice system within which peaceful protestors are handed brutal custodial sentences leading to a (no doubt welcome) uptick in prison suicides, as others, of a different ethnic background, violently assault a female police officer or stand on podiums with megaphones, exhorting the crowds before them to slash throats, and then walk free with police protection whilst the precious human rights of convicted terrorists are nurtured even as the mouths of their victims’ loved ones are sealed with gagging orders.  Oh, and should you wish, in this crumbling Year Zero aspirational autocracy, to publicly reject the learned principles underpinning any particular religious faith, then the aforementioned politically directed police will happily offer you a light for any holy text you wish to burn in order to make your point.  With one exception.  And it isn’t the bible....

And so it rains….
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Photo by Norbert Tóth on Unsplash

Rain ... with Seagull and David Dunham

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

Gen info 

Generation Talk is the lead track and title of Conscience Of Kings new EP that’s available on all major streaming services.
It’s an early insight into the EP released on 24 February 2025  takes Conscience of Kings back to their up-tempo indie rock/pop homeland with a collection of songs about love relationships, emotional issues and everything in between. Catchy melodies and rousing earwormy choruses make this a must listen to release for our followers. We hope you enjoy it as much as we have recording the songs.
We will post the link for Spotify soon as it’s out.
We give you Generation Talk …. For now! 


V1
I thought I would remember 
 most of everything 
I can’t even remember 
a single thing
My heads out of  the window 
Just  trying to remember 
I see a white flag flying 
for a bitter surrender

Ch
Do you  know what this is it’s me talking to myself 
Do you know what this I’m talking about you too myself 
I’m a student of our history 
And your a sweet little mystery 
It’s Generation Talk x4


V2  
Love  Peace and self worth 
is all I ever really wanted 
From the birth of this 
to the way we departed
She said I love 
I said l love even more 
She said that’s impossible 
All is fair in love our war 

Chorus 


Generation Talk - Conscience Of Kings

File Updated: Lots of goodies added

Notes
I'm thinking of the mentalists who fascinate me in this tune as well as other things. The idea of neuroplasticity and actually wiring your brain. releasing negativity just by intending it or doing the same conversely if that's your frame of mind. Derren Browne and Keith Barry are two great mind specialists worth a rabbit hole each. 


432 A - EADGAD - 96 bpm

Lyrics
One can never know
Ones suffering
It might not show
You might just get a glow & a grin

Brave faces found
We know deep down
Their light flickers sound
Pain as Earth pounds and pounds and pounds and pounds and pounds ...

So give me your pain
Let me release it
Let me find some peace for it
Give me your pain
Let me release it
Let me find some peace of it

Then it gets hard
Untenable
We disconnect
We end this fake mirrored show
We sleep
We wake
Hands tied
Joints and pills to take
We're trying to feel alive
May we all survive

Oh give me your pain
Let me release it
Let me find some peace for it
I'll be your devil drain
Let it out to cease your sore
Lets find peace for more



Give me your Pain

The Hunchback of Notre Dame – The Young Nobles
February 2025
Duration: 2:10
Listen to more music for the ballet: soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/the-hunchback-for-notre-dame
Based on La Réjouissance from Music for the Royal Fireworks by Handel 
Music for Danse Etoile Ballet (www.danseetoile.org) who will be performing The Hunchback of Notre Dame June 6th and 7th 2025 in Colorado.
For strings, trumpet, clarinet, bassoon, contra bassoon, piano, timpani and percussion

The Hunchback of Notre Dame - The Young Nobles

I AM KEEPING SCORES / Open Collaboration from IPG1
Lillithe : Music, Mix and Production
IPG1 : Vocals and Verses
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/im-keeping-score-vocals-92-bpm


I Am KEEPING SCORE

Crimson Keys: A Musical Plea for Peace

On the third anniversary of the conflict in Ukraine, we are honored to present Crimson Keys, a composition that embodies a profound yearning for peace and hope. This instrumental piece, performed by pianist Francesco Adornetto and featuring the evocative vocals of Dawn Walters, serves as a silent protest against all wars. Through its intense and melancholic melodies, it invites listeners to pause, reflect, and unite for a better future.

In a world still marred by conflict in 2025, Crimson Keys emerges as a poignant expression of resilience and solidarity. The piano's crimson-hued notes intertwine seamlessly with ethereal vocal lines, creating a soundscape suspended between dream and reality, beauty and tragedy.

We invite you to listen to Crimson Keys and join us in spreading its message of peace and unity.

Credits:

Piano: Francesco Adornetto
Vocals: Dawn Walters

Crimson Keys

Crimson Keys (vocals by Dawn Walters)

Heliosphere (2025)

2025 Official Version. I produced this while hosting homeless young adult couple "people i know"who perpetualy where fighting arround me at my flat. context was spécial for me, and i decided to post a 2025 version of this project after taking lots of surrenergetic spicy.
The Loop track was done in 2015, and i achieved this project with a live record of drum and synths with the collaboration of Electra who added more synths and her voices and personnal lyrics by her. 
much fun to design the insolent kick
thanks to electra volcana my true musician friend. 
https://soundcloud.com/user-6008493/savage-pretenders
enjoy the rush !!! !

Computart & Electra Volcana : The Loop - Make Em Love Crusade

Entre la peur et le courage que ferions nous si nous devions choisir un camp .
Between fear and courage, what would we do if we had to choose sides?

Compositeur : Philippe SEGUINARD  Auteur : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
Pour une vraie salope combien d'amoureuses
dont le crane rasé portait la croix gammée
sous les rires vengeurs d'une foule odieuse
d'un peuple libéré suant la lâcheté

Pour un patriote combien de collabos
ont fait sonner les cloches de la liberté
sombre chant d'amnésie ou douloureux échos
mais soufflé par un vent chargé de lourds secrets

pour une rébellion combien de soumissions
dans un pays rongé par les rats de l'histoire
ils ont crié leur haine à la libération
cela même dénonçaient les humbles de la gloire

Pour un juste oublié combien de faux héros
Justiciers de papiers bataillons d'aboyeurs
Fossoyeurs d'innocents vipères de bistrot
Résistant de la dernière heure

Moi qu'aurais je été en ces temps là
Qu'aurais je fait sauver mon âme ou ma peau
Lâche ou héros...

For a real slut how many lovers
whose shaven heads bore the swastika
under the vengeful laughter of an odious crowd
of a liberated people sweating cowardice

For one patriot, how many collabos
rang the bells of freedom
a dark song of amnesia with painful echoes
but blown by a wind laden with heavy secrets

for one rebellion, how many submissions
in a country eaten away by the rats of history
they shouted their hatred at liberation
that even denounced the humble of glory

For a just forgotten how many false heroes
Paper vigilantes Battalions of barkers
Grave-diggers of innocent bar vipers
Resistance fighters of the last hour

What would I have been in those days
What would I have done to save my soul or my skin
Coward or hero...
© Philippe SEGUINARD / Guillaume DULER  Février 2025

Lâche ou Héros TRANSLATED

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Lyrik (the English translation is below the Geman lyrics)
Jahre lang bin ich gerannt
Blind dem Schein der Welt gefolgt
(Blind gefolgt, blind gefolgt)
Hab den Wert der Zeit verkannt
Und mein Herz dabei verlor'n
(Zeit verlor'n, Herz verlor'n)

Dann kam der Tag der alles nahm
(Der Tag der nahm)
Und nichts mehr war wie es einst war
(Nichts wie es war)
Die Leere die mich überkam
(Die Leere kam)
Machte alle Wahrheit klar

Was wirklich zählt im Leben
Sind nicht die großen Dinge
(Sind nicht die Dinge, sind nicht die Dinge)
Ist nicht das ewige Streben
Sind nicht die gold'nen Ringe
(Gold'nen Ringe, gold'nen Ringe)
Es ist die Zeit die wir uns schenken
Die Liebe die wir teilen
(Die wir teilen, die wir teilen)
Die Momente die wir lenken
Wenn wir bei uns verweilen
(Bei uns sind)

In der Stille dieser Nacht
Höre ich mein Herz ganz klar
(Höre klar, spüre wahr)
Was ich früher nie bedacht
Wird mir endlich offenbar

Durch den Schmerz des Loslassens
(Lass los, lass los)
Fand ich endlich zu mir selbst
(Zu mir selbst)
In der Tiefe meines Falls
(In der Tiefe)
Fand ich einen neuen Halt

Was wirklich zählt im Leben
Ist jeder Atemzug
(Jeder Zug, jeder Zug)
Ist das Nehmen und das Geben
Der sanfte Herzensflug
(Herzensflug)
Die Wahrheit in uns drinnen
Die leise zu uns spricht
(Leise spricht, leise spricht)
Wenn wir uns selbst gewinnen
Im warmen Seelenlicht
(Seelenlicht, Seelenlicht)

In der Stille dieser Zeit
(In der Stille)
Find ich endlich meinen Weg
(Meinen Weg, beide)
Was ich bin, was mich befreit
(Was mich befreit)
Trägt mich über jeden Steg

English translation:
For years I ran
Blindly followed the world's illusions
(Blindly followed, blindly followed)
Did not recognize the value of time
And lost my heart in the process
(Lost time, lost my heart)

Then came the day that took everything
(The day that took)
And nothing was as it once was
(Nothing was as it was)
The emptiness that came over me
(The emptiness came)
Made all the truth clear

What really matters in life
Are not the big things
(Are not the things, are not the things)
Is not the eternal pursuit
Are not the golden rings
(Golden rings, golden rings)
It's the time we give each other
The love we share
(We share, we share)
The moments we direct
When we dwell within
(Within ourselves)

In the silence of this night
I hear my heart quite clearly
(Hear clearly, feel true)
What I never considered before
Is finally revealed to me

Through the pain of letting go
(Let go, let go)
I finally found myself
(Found myself)
In the depth of my fall
(In the depth)
I found a new foothold

What really counts in life
Is every breath
(Every breath, every breath)
Is the taking and the giving
Of the gentle flight of the heart
(Flight of the heart)
The truth within us
That speaks softly to us
(Softly speaks, softly speaks)
When we win ourselves
In the warm light of the soul
(Soul light, soul light)

In the silence of this time
(In the silence)
I finally find my way
(My way, my way)
What I am, what sets me free
(What sets me free)
Carries me over every bridge

Was wirklich zählt

Composition and Sampling collage by Synline.

Let's Talk About Love

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!