Original song written, arranged and produced by John Hardman.
Live version by Beats Working:
John Hardman - Vocals, lead guitar
Chris Glover - Drums
Lynn John Sheppard - Bass, back up vocals
Dave Rea - Rhyttm guitar, back up vocals
(c)(p) Swamp Music UK & Swamp Records UK for all territories

One Day In Time live - Beats Working

Composer : Karl Heimgartner Dat :Oktober / 21 / 2025/ © Copyright
Artist: Carlito Home 
Genre: Lo-FI – Hip Hop 
Single: 2025
Instrumental: Karl Heimgartner 
Title:Sunlight in the Fog
Track:12

My workstation with: Presonus Studio One 5 Professional and LANDR Cromatic Studio

Mixing: Christine Sampson : Mastering: Alessandro Giordano by MTM Mastering True Music Productions/Es
Thank you for the cooperation, Freddie and Team MTM Mastering True Music Productions.

https://karl-heinz-heimgartner.jimdosite.com/


https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/track/7LANWX2Rm1deKHSSsPNARQ?si=0800a1ea104945d2

Sunlight in the Fog

Forgotten Roads

[nostalgic depression] is remembering a time that was no good for you and missing it simply because you no longer exist as that version of you. 
Lately I've been finding myself missing old parts of me, and this project really let me get that out. I have songs on here I created within the first few months of me ever recording, and songs on here that I made last week. If you feel lost out there, and need a space to confide in I hope this can help, because trust me I know what it feels like to be alone.
-Love, abandonmase


(p.s. if ANYONE knows who made the beat for [there u go] plz tell me so i can give them credit! i made that song last summer and i have no idea who's channel i found it on!)

u know i know (prod. pyctur)

This song is my battle-cry for anyone who’s ever felt pushed to the breaking point but refused to stay down. It’s the sound of chaos swirling around you — sirens, cracked streets, steel skies — and still finding the strength to rise louder, fiercer, and more determined than whatever’s trying to silence you. It’s about surviving the kind of nights that shake your bones and test your spirit, and choosing noise, power, and rebellion over surrender. When I say “louder than doomsday,” I mean letting your voice cut through the wreckage, claiming your space, and proving you’re stronger than the world that tried to crush you. This is for the fighters, the misfits, and the unbreakable ones who scream into the storm and refuse to disappear.


LYRICS:

[Verse 1]
Sirens scream all night
Another fight
Is this the end
I see you bend

[Prechorus]
No surrender
We're a blender
Of noise and fury

[Chorus]
Louder than doomsday
Yeah louder than doomsday
Scream it out
Louder

[Verse 2]
Cracked pavement beneath
Steel teeth
Ripping the sky
Gonna learn to fly

[Prechorus]
No surrender
We're a blender
Of noise and fury

[Chorus]
Louder than doomsday
Yeah louder than doomsday
Scream it out

Louder Than Doomsday

(verse 1)

cold room
blue light on my skin
heartbeat
barely settling in

empty
I don’t try to hide
quiet
eats me from inside

(chorus)

it’s dead air
nothing left to feel
i’m right here
but nothing feels real
don’t go
I don’t wanna disappear
it’s dead air
dead air in my ears

(verse 2)

slow drip
echo on the floor
blank face
I can’t fake anymore

lost me
somewhere in the static
your voice
used to be automatic

(chorus)

it’s dead air
nothing left to feel
i’m right here
but nothing feels real
don’t go
I don’t wanna disappear
it’s dead air
dead air in my ears

(outro)

hold me
even if I’m hollow
save me
from the nights that follow

Dead air

Under The Radar

Demons is a high-octane joyride through the darker side of rock and roll. This album manages to be both heavily nostalgic and fiercely modern. By blending the groove of Industrial Metal, the swagger of Hard Rock, and the emotional grit of Post-Grunge, the album offers something for every type of rock fan.

Features 10 original songs as Memories was originally recorded by Slipknot and Legend originally recorded by White Zombie.

Physical CD

Breathmachine

A NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET — A Dark Dream Trap Album

Wes Craven's 1984 film rebuilt as a 30-track dark dream trap album. Equal weight across Nancy, the kids, Freddy, the dream space, and the parents of Elm Street whose act in the boiler room started everything.

The production slips between waking and dreaming the way the film does. Waking tracks sound slightly wrong. Dream tracks sound slightly real. The border between them is the most dangerous place on the album. The razor glove scrape — four metallic hits in sequence — appears on every track, like the box click in Hellraiser: always present, sometimes buried, always coming.

The parents of Elm Street are the structural origin of everything. Fred Krueger, the child killer. The case that fell apart. The parents who gathered in the boiler room with gasoline. Who thought fire ends things. Fire transforms things. They transformed Fred Krueger into something that lives in the dreams of their children. The album knows whose fault this is. Marge gets a track. Lt. Thompson gets a track. The boiler room gets two tracks. The burning gets a track.

Nancy gets the most human sound on the album, stripped track by track. Nancy who figured out the border goes both ways. Who pulled the hat out of the dream. Who set the traps. Who went under deliberately. Who took back the power she gave him. Nancy who earned Track 27. Then Track 28 — the dream morning that looks like morning. The car. The striped sleeve through the window. The border that looks like ending.

Track 30: the children's rhyme. The razor glove scrape getting quieter. One last scrape. Silence. The scrape again somewhere under the silence. Somewhere under Elm Street. Never sleep again.

Fan concept album. SoundCloud only. Based on A Nightmare on Elm Street (1984) directed by Wes Craven.


Tina's Last Night

Michael, who sang the original hook and intro passed away. This song hits close to home.

a.c.i.d

Tokyo Blues no es un álbum sobre Tokio.
Es sobre lo que buscas cuando subes a un avión sin saber muy bien por qué. La ciudad perfecta que va a arreglarlo todo. El barrio nuevo que va a hacerte diferente. La copa que vas a tomarte solo para dormir. La siguiente escala. La siguiente.
DERIVA construye aquí su mundo más oscuro y más honesto: diez cortes de rap lento y electrónica gótica donde los sintetizadores de los ochenta suenan como neón mojado, como resaca en habitación de hotel, como la pantalla de salidas a las cuatro de la mañana. Las cajas de ritmos pesan. Las melodías duelen de una forma que cuesta nombrar.
Las letras no romantiza la huida — la habitan. Hay aeropuertos, hay alcohol, hay fiestas que ya terminaron antes de que llegaras. Hay ciudades que prometían algo y no cumplieron. Hay el momento exacto en que te das cuenta de que el problema viaja contigo en el equipaje de mano.
Tokyo Blues es el sonido de alguien que sigue moviéndose precisamente porque no sabe parar.