Aurore

Verehrte Versehrte

Diaspora

Midrange Glide

DANGERDANGER

der fliegende sommerhut, die taumelnden beine (on brûlera)

Phase

Dreadful World

Повернутися

MONDO INFAME

Morceau réalisé dans le cadre du festival Détour en Tournugeois en collaboration avec la Compagnie des Arracheurs de Dents et l'association de quartier de La Madeleine.

Merci à Dominique et Maria de La Madeleine, Claire et Aurelien de Arracheurs de Dents et aux résidents de l'hôpital Belnay d'avoir participé à ce projet.

Mix and Mastering at Unknown Pleasures Studio

La Fête du Charbon

prod. me 


im going mia, cuz this mission went the wrong way
i think our general's a pagan, but maybe i'm mistaken 
we're getting copy and pasted 
my company was cloned and now its death that im facing
im way past saving, the regiment is staging, a manhunt operation on me 
cuz i stole all the information, and played it on a station
there's no way im escaping you see

i run and run and hide and hide
will i, will i,
survive, survive?
oh i don't know, don't know
where i'm going to go 
they have cameras on my home 
and in the sky a sea of drones 

i dig a trench into the ground and try my best not to make sounds 
im hearing choppers overhead 
i turn my radio down ciuz  im realising,
that im not making it out, im not making it out of here
 
A W O L, this story i know so well 
ill fight until the snow melts but can't clutch cuz i've got low health 
drones keep flying over, the weathers getting colder
like a bird without it's nest, can it get anymore lower?
they found my base and now they torture me with water
they tell me that they've caught my wife, son and daughter
they ask me if i would like to see them slaughtered 
now im laughing my head off with a bomb wrapped round my shoulder
i tell them that they shouldn't have came, 
i know my family is dead now anyway
i start laughing in their face and their smiles start to fade
then the bomb around my shoulder *beep beep* **BOOM**

the army i was in was fighting for the other team
this story ends this way cuz i went absent without leave
now im missing in action cuz war isn't what it seems
now im missing in action but revenge was sweet




MISSING IN ACTION...

Steppekrijger liet zich voor het album KroweD inspireren door postpunk / cold wave uit de Nieuwe Nederlandse Golf enerzijds en anderzijds door lofi krautrock. Te Laat vormt een melodisch antwoord op de vaak meer obscure Nieuwe Nederlandse Golf, een muzikale tijdsperiode waarin de Steppekrijger het levenslicht zag. Geïnspireerd op een nieuwe lichting van de Nieuwe Nederlandse Golf met bands als De Ambassade, Dorpsstraat 13 en meer

Te Laat

I saw a boy in silence grow, Heavy steps where the dark winds blow, Whispers told him he'd never rise, But I saw the fire in his eyes.
Shadows bent and shadows broke, Chains of fear in the words they spoke, Carried weight that none could bear, Still he moved, still he stared.
A giant waits in the smallest frame, The world won't ever be the same, Through the night, through the endless call, He stands, unbroken, above it all.

The Giant

This isn’t a party; it’s a procession. It’s the sprawling, near-four-minute sound of a desolate populace marching towards a "Great Barrier" that's both physical and spiritual. Derivative? Perhaps. But when the execution is this chillingly authentic, who’s complaining? A stark, brilliant reminder that the future we were promised is still a cold, dark place.

Empire Rising

Empire RIsing

Grabado directo desde la controladora, sin postproducción. No es perfecto, pero guarda la esencia: un domingo lento y pesado.

Sombras de Domingo

Recorded deep in a sewer underneath Tijuana , MX
Written by Carlos Segura

Chema Valdivia – Beats, Synth
Iván “Moco” Chavez - Bass
Tavo Castañeda - Guitar
Chompsky - Vocals

Lo Intente (Feat. Los Rojo Vivos)

планетарий demo

PERFIL EN CONSTRUCCION 
de todas formas si les gusta lo que voy subiendo =) me pueden seguir pero es mejor si me comparten . ♥

Ford is an artist that see’s the world through a unique lens that relies heavily on the use of imperfection and limitation. Jump in and explore his unique soundscapes.

Cantautorato post punk da Milano.
Storie bordeline. 
Musica intima che (ri)suona forte.
Love!

Rotes Rauschen is a supra-regional collective that was founded in the rural area of Lower Saxony. Spread across several cities in Germany, we try to express our ideas of music, culture and political stance.

Emerging from the shadows with a sound that feels both unearthed from a lost 80s underground scene and beamed from a dystopian future, SOL Baretta is the sonic brainchild of Burkhard Kiekebusch and H Schlagen. They met again in 2024 to revive their musical community that began in the 1980s. SOL Baretta's sound is a meticulously crafted blend of darkwave synths, punchy post-punk drum machines, and cinematic guitar lines that can range from gothic twang to driving, distorted riffs. At the heart of many tracks lies a distinctive, deep male vocal, delivering a mix of sung and incantatory spoken-word passages that evoke a sense of noirish intrigue and existential reflection. Imagine the atmospheric scores of John Carpenter meeting the rhythmic pulse of early The Cure and the synth textures of Gary Numan and the narrative depth of spoken word lyrics. The instrumental pieces showcase a talent for creating immersive, often ominous soundscapes, while the vocal tracks draw listeners into stark, evocative stories. The 2025 debut EP "Empire rising" lays down a unique marker, promising a journey into a sonic landscape that is at once familiar in its retro influences yet strikingly original in its execution. Dive into the world of SOL Baretta – a place where brooding electronics meet stark poeticism.

DIY artist from Ukraine. Love and create music.
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Solo stuff from Dead High Wire / Black Manna from the Skies of Doom dude, dude

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New tracks tagged #Postpunk