rexv2 ⇀ crib (prod. aghast) [snippet]

rexv2 ⇀ let it all out (prod. nash) [snippet]

rexv2 ⇀ spooky scary sundays (prod. rexv2) [snippet]

rexv2 ⇀ untitled snippet

Here is a link to the full Rock Musical GOLD I dream these stars star in...get the word out....PLEASE! 

https://soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/gold?si=9603b6b9b5a14919aecd5892a2a09f7e&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing 

Hey Stevie Nicks, with your gypsy flame,
I’ve got a role that’ll stake your name.
A city of shadows, a hero of gold,
A story of light where the darkness takes hold.

Nancy Wilson, your chords could ignite,
The clash of the council, the fight for the right.
A mentor who betrays, a city that breaks,
A hero who bends but never forsakes.

It’s Gold: The Duality Within,
A battle of shadows where the light begins.
Will you wear the armor, will you take the fall?
A hero divided, yet standing tall.

Lzzy Hale, your voice could command,
The descent into darkness, the weight of the land.
A tome of forbidden, a lineage revealed,
A heart split in two, yet refusing to yield.

Bonnie Raitt, with your blues in your veins,
You could paint the pain of the hero’s chains.
A final battle, a choice to be made,
A city that thrives in the mess you’ve laid.


It’s Gold: The Duality Within,
A battle of shadows where the light begins.
Will you wear the armor, will you take the fall?
A hero divided, yet standing tall.

Sheryl Crow, you’ve walked the line,
Between the righteous and the undefined.
Could you be the beacon, the warning, the flame?
The hero who walks in the shadow and the rain?

Pink, your edge could cut through the night,
A rebel with fury, a fighter with light.
Could you be the balance, the storm in the calm?
The hero who rises, unbroken and strong?

Miley Cyrus, your fire’s untamed,
A wildcard spirit, a legacy named.
Could you wear the armor, could you bear the weight?
The hero who dances with darkness and fate?

So pick up your guitar, let the chords ignite,
The story of Gold, the balance of light.
Lumina City waits, its fate in your hands,
Will you rise as the hero the world demands?

Dream STAR Casting Call For our Rock Musical "GOLD"

Rekinbol

https://www.instagram.com/the_rude_sisters/

Prisoner

Walk

In celebration of We Belong Here Miami 2025, here's a live mix of Pjanoo - Eric Prydz x Doctor (Work it Out) - Miley Cyrus and Pharrell!

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Doctor Pjanoo - Eric Prydz x Miley Cyrus x Pharrell Live Mix

rexv2 ⇀ token kid (prod. rexv2 + tarzan) [snippet]

rexv2 ⇀ bat tattoos (prod. rexv2) [snippet]

rexv2 ⇀ heads turn (prod. rexv2) [snippet]

Choose

https://soundcloud.com/rexv2 shout me bro please im begging

rexv2 ⇀ shaker (prod. rexv2)

Crawling

rexv2 ⇀ fed demo (prod. rexv2) [snippet]

rexv2 ⇀ makes no sense [snippet]

rexv2 ⇀ look what it come to [snippet]

Hi I'm Nikki (Star)!  EDM is my heat and soul. Check out my music below!

In the shadows of Apache Junction, at the foot of the majestic Superstition Mountains, sits a weathered hacienda. This desert oasis is home to an enigmatic figure, a songwriter whose journey reads like a long, dusty road of honky-tonk bars and college cafeterias. He wasn't chasing fame or glitter; instead, he chose the soul-crushing beauty of music for music's sake.

Years spent hunched over sticky barroom tables and scribbling lyrics on napkins earned him a reputation—not in the spotlight but in the back rooms where deals are made. He wrote melodies that found their way into the hearts of stars who had lost their own muse. He sold his creations for cash, with no recognition, but the whisper of his songs carried the weight of his soul.

Finally, he bought this piece of desert paradise—a stable income from his timeless songs allowed him to live comfortably, if anonymously. Here in this hacienda, with his family beside him and the mountains as his backdrop, he found the peace to write hits under his own name. He chuckled at the irony that now, without chasing fame, he could create music that brought him joy.

In the end, it was never about the spotlight. It was about the journey, the stories, and the songs that wrote themselves through his life. As the sun set behind the Superstitions, casting long shadows over the hacienda, he strummed his guitar and sang—content, unknown, and unburdened by the world's gaze.


Copyright 2019 Edwin H. Balder

I may be dead when fame comes but my real glory was always JULIE & The Kids. Thank you for such love

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