Get it here https://ekolali.bandcamp.com/album/for-why-you-happy-2

Last year, under the moniker Murkla, Mattias Lagerkvist aka Ekolali took a more aggressive and fantasian approach to the repetitive style he's been carving out for himself over the last decade.  Despite the overall kosmische sound, and the absence of both of guitar and vocals, Leviata became something of a mirror, reflecting his roots in the 90s metal and hardcore scene of far north Sweden.

But now, in the wake of the sea serpent, with an album two years in the making, Mattias emerge once again as Ekolali.

Like trapped on the tracks of a merry-go-round, this freight-train of sound circles a lush landscape of pulsating drones and swathes of white noise. With it's arpeggiated guitar-licks and melodic bongo-like bass and drums as it's underframe, For Why You Happy takes you on an ouroboric ride of joy.

No seats, no belts, just hold on as it's chomping to chug.

Music by: Mattias Lagerkvist
Artwork by: Eira Lagerkvist
Mastered by: Mattias Lagerkvist
ekolali@email.com

For all your other digital and streaming needs, 
please check out linktr.ee/terrek

For Why You Happy

Another minor sketch with the Prophet 6 spiced by a 5" Reel to Reel Tape Recorder.

P5 a(RM)

This is the first piece I recorded with the Echo Fix tape delay made in Australia - a perfect modern version of the Roland Space Echo. 

Chiwo Electric Kutsinera


On a lazy day
In a gravity well
On the planetary plane
I can't tell what's up or down
The ground is over my head
The sky's beneath my feet
Spinning round and round
So very free
So very confused
So lost
So heavy

And it won't be too lengthy a span of time  
Until all avenues to the celestial skies are barred  
The myriad of objects, once propelled to the heavens,  
Return in chaotic descent  
And in their fiery downfall,  
They reduce us to embers on the scorched earth

A few errant fragments
Each as small as a fleck of paint
Move as fast as a speeding bullet
At a hundred times the rate
This creates more fragments
With each collision
A self-propagating disaster
This cascade
This syndrome
This chain reaction

And it won't be long
Until there's no way to the sky
The things we launch up there
Come falling down
And burn us to the ground


Kessler X XY

Captain Jack Parrow - Bounty Dub (RDN01)

Get it here https://terrek.bandcamp.com/album/det-gapande-svalg
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Recording for this began before Ekosymtom (around may 2011), and there was a cassette in the works for Animal Image Search. Despite album art having been made, the release fell through. 
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Terrorific Rekords was founded in 2004 by Lars Stützner and Schopenhauer, and curated since its inception by Mattias Lagerkvist. Read about it here
https://terrek.bandcamp.com/album/in-memory-of-real-music

You can find links to my other projects further down 
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Music by: Mattias Lagerkvist 
Artwork by: Eira Lagerkvist 
Recorded in Stockholm, 2011-2012 
Original release date: 2012.02.27 
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TERRORIFIC REKORDS 2025
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murkla@email.com
https://murkla.bandcamp.com
soundcloud.com/murkla
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ekolali@email.com
https://ekolali.bandcamp.com
soundcloud.com/ekolali
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terrek@email.com
https://terrek.bandcamp.com
linktr.ee/terrekrock

Gapande Svalg

When are you dead?
How many years have you been hiding in this body?
What killed you?
Was it fast, or did it drag on?
Who touched you last?
Do you still hear their voice?
Do you remember the taste of air, or only dust?
Why are your lips moving when no breath comes out?

Where is your grave?
Who visits it?
What flowers rot on it now?
Do you feel the soil above you pressing down?
Do you scratch the coffin lid in your dreams?
Or do you wake already buried?

Look at your hands.
Why don’t they tremble like the living?
Why don’t they sweat?
Why do they pass through the table when no one blinks?
Why does your skin stay cold no matter the light?

When you look in the mirror, what looks back?
Is it your face, or just an outline?
Where is your shadow now?
Does it still follow you, or did it stay where you died?
Why does glass refuse your reflection?

Who saw you last alive?
Do they still remember your voice?
Do they call your name in the dark?
Do you answer them?
Why can’t you stop?
Why do you keep haunting?

Do you walk through doors?
Do you rattle windows?
Do you whisper when you think no one hears?
What language do you speak at night?
Do the living understand you, or only the dead?

Tell me, what do you smell of?
Earth?
Smoke?
Blood?
Hospitals?
Rivers?
Every ghost carries its own perfume of death. Which is yours?

When was the last time you felt hunger?
When was the last time you felt pain?
When was the last time you felt anything real?
Or are you just echo now?

Who did you follow into this room?
Whose breath are you copying?
Whose seat do you steal when the lights go down?
Why are you pretending to belong here?

When are you dead?
Not if.
Not maybe.
When.
Say it.

Ghost Interrogation

A short piece of experimental music composed using a series of disintegrating delay processes, echoes, and ever fading warped piano.

Drift-Decay

I don’t care about the fame
Or the money, or my name
All the whispers that they say
Fade away, they fade away

My mind
It’s been a-hummin’, hummin’
I think it’s time for somethin’, somethin’

And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy
And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy
And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy
And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy

All the things that don’t exist
In the world, the universe
They don’t matter in the end
That’s a blessing, not a curse

My mind
It’s been a-hummin’, hummin’
I think it’s time for somethin’, somethin’

And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy
And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy
And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy
And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy

I’m not chasing what they chase
I just found my better place
I’m not running from the night
I’m just shining in the light

And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy
And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy
And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy
And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy

I'm just happy (Pure Rock reload)

Neon Wave Corridor

Bass to WEM copycat to modular to cassette tape

ReverbRick - Zmiana Czasu (etude for bass and tape delays)

A city under sodium lamps keeps its own atlas. The road paint, rail heat, bus-breath—small proofs that ordinary things can carry someone across a night. The song refuses a pop lift; it leans on texture, patience, and the space between strikes. When the wall swells and falls away, what’s left is a quiet map—drawn by errands, thumbprints, and the courage to do the next small thing.

Lyrics:

Curb chalk keeps a ledger of tonight
Ticket stubs fold into a small arc-light
Paper cup steam writes on the air
You tilt a smile
The street learns to be mild

I keep the quiet maps
Under the sodium glass
I keep the quiet maps
Until the buses pass

Stripe to stripe, I pace the seam
A won minute, a gone minute
Receipts breathe like moths in the pocket
and each soft wing says keep

If courage is a household task
Let me rinse it in the night sink
Hang it by the radiator
Wear it when it’s still warm

Crosswalk resin blurs into a line I know
A handrail keeps the heat of someone gone
I name the small things and they name me back
The map is not a promise—only a path

I keep the quiet maps
Under the sodium glass
If the signs fall mute
I trace them as they were

If a map must fail, let it fail toward you
If a room must dim, let it dim to shape you
I’ll mark the curb with a thumbprint of quiet
not bright, not brave—just steady

I keep the quiet maps
I keep the quiet maps

Sodium Atlas

Sun is shinin'
The weather is sweet
Make you wanna move your dancin' feet now
To the rescue
Here I am
Want you to know
Y'all
Can you understand?

When the mornin' gather the rainbow
Want you to know I'm a rainbow
Too
To the rescue
Here I am
Want you to know
Y'all
Can you
Can you
Can you understand?

Sun is shinin'
The weather is sweet now
Make you wanna move your dancin' feet now
To the rescue
Here I am
Want you to know just if you can
Where I stand
Know
Know
Know
Know
Know

When the mornin' gather the rainbow
Want you to know I'm a rainbow
Too
To the rescue
Here I am
Want you to know just if you can
Where I stand
Know
Know
Know
Know
Know
Know
Know

We'll lift our heads and give Jah praises
We'll lift our heads and give Jah praises now
We'll lift our heads and give Jah praises
We'll lift our heads and give Jah praises now
Sun is shinin'
The weather is sweet
Make you wanna move your dancin' feet now
To the rescue
Here I am
Want you to know just if you can
Where I stand
Know
Know
Know
Know
Know
Know
Know

When the mornin' gather the rainbow
Want you to know I'm a rainbow
Too
To the rescue
Here I am
Want you to know just if you can
Where I stand
Know
Know
Know
Know
Know
Know
Know

Sun is shinin'
The weather is sweet
Make you wanna move your dancin' feet
To the rescue
Here I am
Want you to know just if you can
Where I stand
Know
Know
Know
Know
Know
Know
Know

Sun Is Shining

Breath breaks
truth spills
walls tremble behind my ribs
a cry with no key
a plea with no master
I split the air
to see what falls out

I throw my voice at the ceiling
it dodges
it fractures
it comes back laughing
I taste metal
I taste memory
I taste the night refusing to sleep

No bars
no cages
no five-line prison
only the pulse of the nerve
the pulse of the wound
the pulse of the world that never asked permission

Let the horn scream
let the drum spit
let my mind walk barefoot through broken glass
until truth catches up
and says
keep going

I peel off the skin of yesterday
drop it on the floor
step over it
step through it
step out of it
I become nothing
I become every noise I feared

I whisper revolt
I bark it
I shake it loose from the bones
radical honesty
hot as a match-head
cold as the moment before you fall

There is no harmony
only collision
only the wild mathematics of being alive
and refusing to shrink

I open my chest
let the chaos speak
it does not apologize
it does not bow
it only says
again
again
again

I whisper revolt

Your Soul Is Made Of Starshine & Your Blood It Holds The Rain...

Under a cosmic sky and a river of living light, 'Starshine Blood' drifts like a lost 1970s desert-psychedelic hymn.
Swirling guitars glow in tape-delay halos, analog keys breathe warm colors, and the groove moves forward like a slow, shared journey through the night.

This is a song about inner fire — about being made of galaxies & storms.
Echoed vocals rise and fall like a communal chant, guiding the listener toward something ancient, gentle, and eternal.

A Reminder To Shine ~ Show The World Your Light!


Written and Produced by Michael Lemmer for AMOR*LEBEN*TODO

Cover Art by _spikerr_


Original Aert by Michael Lemmer

Good Luck My Brother 
Please Show Them Your Light ~ 
Let It Shine From Within You ~ 
Make It Ever More Bright!
Don't Let Them Doubt You ~ 
Don't Let Them Cause You This Pain ~ 
Your Soul Is Made Of Starshine 
& Your Blood It Holds The Rain.
We Are One With This World ~ 
Yet Still So Far Apart ~
But The World Will Give You Riches 
When You Give The World Your Heart!
❤
{°imLwi°}
'19'

Follow The Signal

Starshine Blood

Gather round the lit screen, though we’re miles apart
Flickering voices warm this silent room of hearts
Let the snow fall softly on the rooftops of our dreams
Have yourself a virtual merry little Christmas now

Have yourself a virtual merry little Christmas, friend
Let your heart be light, across the distance may we send
Warmth within the cold night, hope that never bows
Have yourself a virtual merry little Christmas now

Though the hearth is distant and your hand I cannot hold
In the glow of your smile I find the warmth of old
From now on our troubles may stay outside the door
Screen to screen we whisper hopes for one year more

Have yourself a virtual merry little Christmas, friend
Let your heart be light, across the distance may we send
Warmth within the cold night, hope that never bows
Have yourself a virtual merry little Christmas now

Here we are as in days of old, even though we roam
Faithful in our longing, carry love through every home
Together in spirit, if fate allows the way
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough today

Have yourself a virtual merry little Christmas, friend
Let your heart be light, our connection strong to the end
Through the years we’ll meet again, if the fates allow
So hang a shining star upon the highest bough—and now
Have yourself a virtual merry little Christmas now

Have yourself a virtual merry little Christmas

just breathe v2

I work hard on computers, but after work I tune by ear.

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

Bambino: One shop destroyed. Three heads split like overripe melons. One man wounded and one castrated. All in two hours. Just two hours I left you alone. Two hours.
Trinity: Well, you asked me to give you a hand.

Terrorific Rekords was founded in 2004 by Lars Stützner and Schopenhauer, and curated since its inception by Mattias Lagerkvist. Read about it here
https://terrek.bandcamp.com/album/in-memory-of-real-music

You can check out my other projects 
here https://murkla.bandcamp.com and 
here https://ekolali.bandcamp.com or
here soundcloud.com/murkla and
here soundcloud.com/ekolali

My new album, 'For Why You Happy',  is now available here https://ekolali.bandcamp.com/album/for-why-you-happy-2

Check out my other projects 
here https://murkla.bandcamp.com and 
here https://terrek.bandcamp.com

If you contact me and don't get a response within a week, please check your spam folder.
ekolali@email.com

Rock'n Roll lover.
Shoegaze die-hard fan.

DM your dreams. I'll make it become a journey of music.

AMOR*LEBEN*TODO
Music, Mystery, and the Multiverse of Michael Lemmer

Somewhere between a mountain echo and a memory of the future, AMOR*LEBEN*TODO hums.
It’s not just a label — it’s a living signal. A constellation of songs, poems, and visions beamed from the heart of the Rockies into every corner of the cloud.

This SoundCloud page is a crossroads — a place for wanderers and one-offs, sonic sketches and stray transmissions. Here drift fragments of the greater work: folk and funk, dream and data, dub and dawnlight. Every sound is part of a larger conversation — between art and accident, code and spirit, love and the long road home.

Founded by artist-producer Michael Lemmer, AMOR*LEBEN*TODO carries a simple mission: to keep the signal alive. The music, the words, the images — all vibrate from the same pulse. A celebration of life, love, and the strange electric hum that connects it all.

Tune in, drift wide, and listen closely.
Every track is a little transmission from the in-between.

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