Poem by Bettina von Arnim.

Im Bett der Rose lag er eingeschlossen,
Im Wechselschimmer ihrer zarten Seiten,
Die taugebrochnen Strahlen schmeichelnd gleiten
Hinein zu ihm, von Geisterhauch umflossen.

Mich dünkt, in Schlummer waren hingegossen
Die reinen Glieder, durch des Dufts Verbreiten
Und durch der Biene Summen, die zuzeiten
Vorüberstreift an zitternden Geschossen.

Doch da beginnt mit einemmal zu schwellen
Der Blume Kelch! Ins Freie nun gehoben,
Erkenn ich ihn im Tagesglanz, dem hellen.

Es ist mein Auge vor ihm zugesunken,
Der mich so seltsam mit dem Blick umwoben,
In seinem Lichte lieg ich traume-trunken.

Doch da beginnt mit einemmal zu schwellen, der Blume Kelch ins Freie.

One Strat and a couple of Teles with plenty of drive, seasoned with a touch of djembe 

Oasis

Single release from the upcoming album "Every Life - Chapter Two"

Fourth day. Charlie was in the hospital, me fully desperated if she would recovery or not, and to kill the heavy thoughts an to drink not so much alcohol and smoke cigarettes i worked a lot and every day I sent her a track I produced with her magical voice. Every Song is a remedy for her and for me. 

For SUNSTROKER AND CHARLIE !!!!


Lyrics


Tears fall inside
I can’t divide
Tears fall inside
I can’t divide
Your voice in me
Still sets me free

Faith shaped my name
But love is our flame
No chains, no rules
No hearts as tools


I feel your fire, it will never fades
Love speaks in silence, across the shades

I’m still here, though you can’t see
Boundless love, it carries me
Not by proof, but by what’s true
Every breath belongs to you

You call it pain
I see the flame
Strong in your core
My love will ask for more

If you need peace, I’ll let you fly
Still I’ll keep you beneath my sky
Love can release, yet never cease
Even in silence, I’ll wish you peace

If time has passed, the truth will stay
I’ll hold our vow in night and day

I’m still here, though you can’t see
Boundless love, it carries me
Not by proof, but by what’s true
Every breath belongs to you
Hold your hand
Hold  you close
(I will hold you close forever)

May you find peace, wherever you roam
Know that the princess will call you home

Still here (Berlin-Dhaka Mix)

Still here (Berlin-Dhaka edit)

Boy Ya Must Be Dumb

Treat You Right Ft. 4Ever SeanW

Get pumped with "Climb Higher - Joy Rider Remix," a high-energy dance-pop banger with a female vocalist's melodic hooks over a driving electronic beat. Instrumentation shines with synth bass lines, consistent kick drums, vibrant percussion, synth pads, and arpeggiated melodies, all in a minor key with repetitive chords for ultimate dance appeal. Clean production emphasizes rhythm and vocals in a fast-tempo, uplifting setup with verse-chorus-pre-chorus flow.
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Climb Higher - Joy Rider Session

Come Back (missing my lover edition)

Just an idea i had for an ambient type song 

Demyan Kaspex - Where Do We Go

Addiction

A cheeky [tech/bass] house roller with chopped vocals, chunky bass, and a touch of swagger — equal parts club heat and attitude.

Credits — Written & produced by Uncle Bud
Mix/Master — Unc's Garage

Version: Original Mix

For fans of: Chris Lake / Cloonee / AC Slater / Biscits

Thanks for listening — drop a comment if you’re playing this one out!

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Try an Get Your Girl Back (Original Mix)

Progressive House track based on our interstellar visitor 3i ATLAS Nov 2025.
Lyrics written by 7DEMO

3i ATLAS (traveler of the dark)

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¡Shpiln di griln tantsn di vantsn!
The emptiness of various Corona lockdowns made Focke the Fockmaster. Musically, he tried out various styles to end up where everything once ended. Techno. 
With classical eight-year music training on the cello, pubescent excursions into New Wave music, everything followed a logic at the end of the 90s. Techno.

¡Shpiln di griln tantsn di vantsn!
Die Leere diverser Corona-Lockdowns machte Focke zum Fockmaster. Musikalisch probierte er sich stilistisch divers aus, um am Ende dorthin zu gelangen, wo alles einst endete. Techno. 
Mit klassischer achtjähriger Musikausbildung am Violoncello, pubertären Ausflügen in die New Wave Musik folgte Ende der 90er Jahre alles einer Logik. Techno.

Doch da beginnt mit einemmal zu schwellen, der Blume Kelch ins Freie.

FOCKMASTER