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15 Minutos de set en Vinilo. Aparecen influencias claras de  Syncrophone y  UMF sellos que han marcado y siguen marcando pulso en el techno underground. 

Este mini-viaje recoge ese espíritu: bajos tensos, ritmos metálicos, pads oscuros y el tacto inconfundible del vinilo.

Todo mezclado en una sola toma, sin ediciones, solo aguja y surco en espiral.

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“Demogorgon” drags you into a world where the air feels heavy, the ground hums with danger, and every flicker of movement makes you question what’s hiding in the dark. Inspired by the eerie tension and slow-burning dread of Stranger Things, this track isn’t just something you listen to, it’s something you feel creeping up behind you.

From the first moment, the vibe is unsettling and hypnotic. The rhythm never settles into comfort; it stalks forward in unpredictable steps, like footsteps echoing down an empty hallway. Shadows seem to shift with every pulse, and distant shapes blur into something not quite familiar.

There’s a sense of being trapped in a place where time moves differently, where the air vibrates, the silence feels alive, and you’re not entirely sure you’re alone. The energy stays low, tense, and cinematic, gradually tightening its grip as layers build and pressure rises.

This is the sound of wandering too far into the dark.
This is the feeling of the unknown pressing in.
This is “Demogorgon.”

A descent into the atmosphere of the Upside Down... one breath at a time!

Demogorgon

این آلبوم یک ادای احترام صمیمانه به چهار چهرهٔ ماندگار موسیقی پاپ ایران است؛ صداهایی که هر کدام در دورهٔ خود مسیر تازه‌ای برای احساس و معنا باز کردند:
داریوش با «فریاد زیر آب»،
ابی با «خالی»،
فرهاد با «مرد تنها»،
و سیاوش قمیشی با «غریبه».

این‌بار تلاش کردم این آثار محبوب را با زبانی که به هویت موسیقایی من نزدیک‌تر است، دوباره روایت کنم؛ تلفیقی از فضای رترو، سایکدلیک، و حس‌وحال معاصر که همیشه در کارهایم حضور دارد.
این پروژه بیشتر از یک کاور ساده است؛ گفت‌وگویی است میان نسل امروز و نسل طلایی موسیقی ایران—گفت‌وگویی که از دل احترام، عشق، و الهام شکل گرفته.


This album is a heartfelt tribute to four legendary figures of Iranian pop music—artists whose voices reshaped emotion and expression in their time:
Dariush with Faryad Zire Âb,
Ebi with Khâli,
Farhad with Marde Tanha,
and Siavash Ghomayshi with Gharibe.

In this project, I reimagined these iconic songs through the musical language that defines my own work: a blend of retro aesthetics, psychedelic textures, and contemporary atmosphere.
The result is more than a simple cover; it is a conversation between today’s sound and the golden era of Iranian music—born from respect, affection, and inspiration.

Faryad Zire Ab

Lyrics:

Love’s a distant star,  
Hanging over empty streets,  
I’m a shadow on the highway,  
Chasing what I’ll never keep...

Your gaze slices through the night,  
Burning in the rain,  
I’m drowning in the echo  
Of a love that can’t remain...

And every night, I hear your name,  
A haunting song, a city flame,  
I keep on chasing, through the fading glow,  
But you’re the one I’ll never hold.

Tears run like silver rivers,  
Through the alleys of my soul,  
Your kiss was just a moment  
That left me in the cold...

Your gaze slices through the night,  
Burning in the rain,  
I’m drowning in the echo  
Of a love that can’t remain...

And every night, I hear your name,  
A haunting song, a city flame,  
I keep on chasing, through the fading glow,  
But you’re the one I’ll never hold.

Somewhere in the static,  
I hear your voice align,  
But the signal fades to silence,  
And you’re lost in time...

And every night, I hear your name,  
A haunting song, a city flame,  
I keep on chasing, through the fading glow,  
But you’re the one I’ll never hold.

Running Through the Glow

Lyrics

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep.

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep.

When you are old and memories call,
Will you remember the love I gave?
A love that burned through time and all,
A flame that even age can't waive.

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face.

When you are old and memories call,
Will you remember the love I gave?
A love that burned through time and all,
A flame that even age can't waive.

When you are old and memories call,
Will you remember the love I gave?
A love that burned through time and all,
A flame that even age can't waive.

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead,
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

When you are old and memories call,
Will you remember the love I gave?
A love that burned through time and all,
A flame that even age can't waive.

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
Will you remember the love I gave?
In dreams, in whispers, soft and deep,
The flame that time could never save.

The Flame That Time Can't Waive (demo version)

Lyrics:

See! No one witnessed the formidable
Burial of your last wild dream,
Only Ingratitude, this fierce beast
Was your inseparable companion, it seems.

Cry not, for no one will heed,
Your shattered heart, your inner bleed,
Embrace the night, let darkness lead,
In the shadows, plant the seed.

In the deep abyss of your despair,
Where hope is lost, and none to share,
Find the strength, within the pain,
Rise again, from the disdain.

Cry not, for no one will heed,
Your shattered heart, your inner bleed,
Embrace the night, let darkness lead,
In the shadows, plant the seed.

In the deep abyss of your despair,
Where hope is lost, and none to share,
Find the strength, within the pain,
Rise again, from the disdain.

Cry not, for no one will heed,
Your shattered heart, your inner bleed,
Embrace the night, let darkness lead,
In the shadows, plant the seed.

Trust not the world, so cold and grim,
Let the light within you never dim,
Though the night is long and full of fears,
Find the courage through your tears.

Cry not, for no one will heed,
Your shattered heart, your inner bleed,
Embrace the night, let darkness lead,
In the shadows, plant the seed.

Trust not the world, so cold and grim,
Let the light within you never dim,
Though the night is long and full of fears,
Find the courage through your tears.

Cry not, for no one will heed,
Your shattered heart, your inner bleed,
Embrace the night, let darkness lead,
In the shadows, plant the seed.

See! No one witnessed the formidable
Burial of your last wild dream,
Only Ingratitude, this fierce beast
Was your inseparable companion, it seems.

Cry not, for no one will heed,
Your shattered heart, your inner bleed,
Embrace the night, let darkness lead,
In the shadows, plant the seed.

Trust not the world, so cold and grim,
Let the light within you never dim,
Though the night is long and full of fears,
Find the courage through your tears.

See! No one witnessed the formidable
Burial of your last wild dream,
Only Ingratitude, this fierce beast

Intimate Verses

Lyrics:

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep.

Take from the shelf the letters you once sealed,  
And leaning near the glass where daylight cooled,  
Let slow the lines unthread the maps of us,  
Your gaze, grown almost foreign, keeps its ache.  

When you are old and memories call,
Will you remember the love I gave?
A love that burned through time and all,
A flame that even age can't waive.

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face.

Take from the shelf the letters you once sealed,  
And leaning near the glass where daylight cooled,  
Let slow the lines unthread the maps of us,  
Your gaze, grown almost foreign, keeps its ache.  

When you are old and memories call,
Will you remember the love I gave?
A love that burned through time and all,
A flame that even age can't waive.

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead,
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

When you are old and memories call,
Will you remember the love I gave?
A love that burned through time and all,
A flame that even age can't waive.

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
Will you remember the love I gave?
In dreams, in whispers, soft and deep,
The flame that time could never save.

The Flame That Time Can't Waive

Ghorppo:  crafted by the future, driven by the heart.

Where nostalgia meets tomorrow. From the soul and swing of the ’50s to the neon dreams of the early 2000s, Ghorppo blends Motown grooves, British pop charm, and soft rock warmth into something timeless yet new.

Each song is a story born between eras: sung in English, Portuguese, Spanish, and Italian. Where vintage melodies find a modern pulse.

Whether you’re here to dance, reflect, or drift away, Ghorppo invites you into a world where technology and emotion play in perfect harmony.

⇢ ˗ˏˋ 2015 ࿐ྂ 
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Head of BRB Digital
All releases on Bandcamp: https://benjaminstahl.bandcamp.com/
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New to the world of music songwriting, just enjoying life and creating music people can relate to. Nothing better than a good tune to get you dancing. Enjoy! My atrist names include Darius Endovins, Maurice Videns, and Les Nouveaux Digitale.

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