Reaper (Instrumental)

Personne n'est atteint du syndrome de l'imposteur ici, mais il existe de  vrais imposteurs qu'on peut  croiser parfois...
No one here suffers from imposter syndrome, but there are genuine imposters all around, and we sometimes encounter one of them...

TRANSLATION - THE IMPOSTOR
I'm this close to confessing everything
I ‘ve nothing to do with it 
It was all fake, rigged, cunning
I did nothing wrong, but I did nothing right 

I thought It was totally in my wheelhouse 
but this time I must admit
It's just a web of lies
I might give up as well

I'm this close to going to confession
To tell everything to the first one to go by
But if someone coax me a little
I hold on to my bad faith, and it works

I thought It was totally in my wheelhouse 
but this time I must admit
It's just a web of lies
I might give up as well

By twisting the truth in my brain
I ended up believing my own nonsense
Pious wishes / head in the clouds / time has come
To resume my life as an impostor

L'imposteur (with translation)

Skyfall

Une petite chanson d'amour légère pour passer l'été...Le thème des marguerites et de l'amour est un peu éculé mais on s'y est frottés quand même....C'est si joli les marguerites...
A light-hearted love song to get you through the summer... The theme of daisies and love is a bit hackneyed, but we went for it anyway... Daisies are so pretty...

The Daisy Hill
Some praise the cherry blossoms
Others the scent of lilac blooms
But I stay silent and invite you
To the hill where the daisies bloom
We loved a little and a little more
What if we dared say we love no more?
As the daisies softly tell us
Love quietly begins to crumble
If you must leave me tomorrow
Climb up here without a doubt
Where petals dance and whirl
Come give me one last thrill 
Some praise the cherry blossoms
Others the scent of lilac blooms
But I stay silent and invite you
To the hill where the daisies bloom
All the flowers are like my sisters
Wild among the rocks they grow
They know how to suffer and to sing
Even smile at passing strangers
My heart will not be torn apart
If on this hill you say goodbye
I’ll find the strength to stand tall
Among the daisies, not alone 
Some praise the cherry blossoms
Others the scent of lilac blooms
But I stay silent and invite you
To the hill where the daisies bloom

la colline aux marguerites (with translation)

Brand New track on the Rocks! Summer 2025 and let it roll with my brand new track called "I Keep Protecting my Soul".

Purchase it digitally via #bandcamp: https://shockthealgorithm.bandcamp.com/track/i-keep-protecting-my-soul

(p) & (c) 2025, STA.

lyrics:
I keep protecting my soul
There's nothing more sacred than my soul
I keep protecting my soul
The body dies, it's eternal the soul

Clear is conscience, i am free i am alive
Sleeping in peace not with fear with opened one eye
I never harmed anyone, don't owe a dime
i am keep paving with gold this road so up high.

I Keep Protecting my Soul

Ma maison/My house:  un rêve, un cauchemar, une petite balade du côté du Cap Vert ;
a dream, a mightmare,  a little tune near Cape Verde

My House 
I’ve lost my house / I’ve got nothing left
I’ve lost my mind / and that’s no small thing
I’ve forgotten where I come from
oh, how good it was
I’ve forgotten the morning light
…
In the living room
there were mirrors to make me pretty
sofas and lace everywhere
Persian rugs , watercolor paintings
porcelain cups with little flowers

In the garden
there were children and songs
little huts and hedgehogs’ hiding spots
friends passing through all year long
and colors swirling all around

I’ve lost my house / I’ve got nothing left 
I’ve lost my mind / and that’s no small thing
I’ve forgotten where I come from
oh, how good it was
I’ve forgotten the morning light

In the bedroom
there were pillows and feather duvets
bouquets of perfume that smelled so sweet
long white sheets for fabulous nights 
and others for the end of life

I’ve lost my mind / I’ve got nothing left
I dreamed of a house / that’s no small thing
might as well forget where I come from / maybe that’s best
This morning I’m looking for the light

My house
is just a few walls made of concrete
gray everywhere, from floor to ceiling
mushrooms growing even without rain
at night the cockroaches find shelter there

The garden
is now the kingdom of trash
Rubble, bicycle and car carcasses
Climbing frames like prisons
Rats …running across the grass

I’ve lost my mind / I’ve got nothing left
I dreamed of a house / that’s no small thing
might as well forget where I come from / maybe that’s best
This morning I’m looking for the light


Ma Maison (with translation)

This started with a very beautiful piano piece by Tom, then advanced by Jussi’s great electric guitar lead. I added an imagined lyric about someone not being able to commit to a relationship and the song was completed by Boon’s excellent acoustic guitar work. Thanks to all for their wonderful contributions. Thanks everyone for giving this a listen. Much appreciated by us all. 

Desamor by Tom Régnier, Jussi Welin, Boon Suzuki and Mark J Bennett

There’s an absence in my life, 
Perhaps of my own device. 
An awkward independence, 
Rendered me unable to share,
 My life with any other. 
Desamor, Desamor

There’s an absence in my life,
 Desamor, Desamor 
An awkward independence,
 Left me unable to share.
 Desamor, Desamor
 Keeping a distance from love and affection, 
Forbidding myself that joy.

There’s an absence in my life,
 Desamor, Desamor

Keeping a distance from love and affection, 
 Forbidding myself that joy.
 Desamor, Desamor

Desamor - Tom Régnier, Jussi Welin, Boon Suzuki & Mark J Bennett

DRUMAX No. 72 // ELECTRIC STORMS // Dance of the Electrons
@joerxworx // Composition, Instruments, Arrangement, EWI Synth, Mix
@docfritz // Rhythm Design, Brilliant Drums & Percussion, Cover Design
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DRUMAX 72 / ELECTRIC STORMS

Test Track of new own Sounds and for other Audio Projects and Sources!
Best Regards
Andy

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(WITH TRANSLATION) On a tenté une chanson disco... sans doute raté...mais au moins on espère qu'elle vous fera sautiller dans votre salon! 
We tried our hand at a disco song... probably failed... but at least we hope it will make you dance around your living room!

I’ve left scattered All around the house
Some ridiculous poems Drawings and songs
You’re never too much of a child, never innocent enough
You know me, I try everything, just in case, just in case
I’ve left in a notebook a bunch of admissions
Lists of supplies and full confession
You’re never too cautious, never prepared enough
You know me, I think of everything, just in case, just in case
Just in case I were to go mad
Just in case I became a nun
Just in case I left it all behind
Just in case, I played hopscotch
Just in case I reached the sky
Just in case I lost everything
I’ve left a few messages on magnetic tapes
Some pathetic farewells, sayings from great sages
You’re never too cautious, never eloquent enough
You know me, I’ll say everything, just in case, just in case
Just in case I were to go mad
Just in case I became a nun
Just in case I left it all behind
Just in case, I played hopscotch
Just in case I reached the sky
Just in case I lost everything

Au cas où  (Just in case)

"Saving It" is an emotional exploration of preservation and persistence.

The track opens with a fragile, dreamy classical melody that represents something precious being held in reserve. As the nostalgic synths layer in, the tempo accelerates, shifting the mood from reflection to a fast, driving dance rhythm. The eventual hardstyle drop provides a powerful contrast, symbolizing the strength required to protect what matters most.

It is a high-energy instrumental about holding onto a memory or a moment before it slips away.

Saving it

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Saving it

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