Ladat’s Support Oct’25 vol.2

Too Many Strings (playlist)

Autumn 2025 Support List - Volume V

"Pre-Release"
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"Some Days"
tells the personal  and painful
story of my last break-up.   
It describes my way out and the constantly 
tiring back and forth at the end and even after the relationship.
For me this was the most complicated "break" I've ever had..
But at leats it inspired me crazy. This Song helped me
processing and gettin' out of the sick "post-break-up-depression".
Hope it can help you too and that you enjoy.
Have a nice time Guys!

Fly

Some Days

SoMe DaYs-1 (rough)

Spellcaster

Sock Puppet Theater

Rattlin' Can

The First Minute opens 12 Minutes — a short ambient classical journey by composer Jeremias Langsämmer. Soft strings meet choral textures to create a space of stillness and reflection. Designed for focus, calm, and cinematic listening, this piece captures the breath between thought and silence.

🎧 From the forthcoming album 12 Minutes, a suite of short ambient classical works for piano, strings, and quiet contemplation.

For fans of: Max Richter, Jóhann Jóhannsson, Ólafur Arnalds, Nils Frahm, Hammock

#ambientclassical #modernclassical #cinematicmusic #pianoandstrings #relaxingmusic #soundtrackmusic #focusmusic #calmmusic #jeremiaslangsammer #maxrichter #olafurarnalds #johannjohannsson #nilsfrahm #hammock

Jeremias Langsämmer – The First Minute | Ambient Classical Strings & Choral Calm

Original composition……Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Luz De Vela

Hank delivers the goods on this tear jerking countrified soulful rocker about a man on the outs of a relationship.  Hank's soulful ever gritty vocals, his country style guitar, and gospel style piano paints a hard hearted story each verse getting more and more intense building to a final roundup of emotion complete with string section and haunting steel guitar, when you hear this song, you know why they call him Hank, 

Cryin In The Night
By Hank Rusch

Oh, I try to keep our lovelight burnin'
But now I see it growin' dim
I finally realized why you're always cryin'
You're gonna leave me for him

Every night it's the same
You wake up weepin' and callin' his name
Then you cry yourself back to sleep
You can't hide the secret that you keep

Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna say everything's allright?
Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna cry in the night?

I know it won't be long
With the plans you're makin'
soon I'll be gone
but I ain't gonna make easy for you
I think it's time for you to tell the truth

Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna say everything's allright?
Is there somethin' you want to tell me?
Or are you gonna cry in the night?
are you gonna cry, cry in the night?
Tell me baby, Tell me baby, don't tell me lies
Tell me now in the night, and in the mornin'
In the mornin' I'll be gone
No, No, No, don't cry anymore, baby
Tell the truth and dry your eyes
I know why, I know why, you cry in the night
Cry, Cry, Oooooooh! Cryin' in the night
Cryin' Cryin' Cryin' Cryin' in the night

Cryin In The Night

Imprisoned in Sadness

Legacy architect of sonic memorials. Imprisoned in Sadness is a dark techno requiem for my brother Vilesh—a skeletal transmission of grief, honour, and resistance. Every phrase, silence, and shade is intentional. This  mix is part of a campaign to preserve his memory through sound and structure. Created in quiet partnership with CP—refining artwork and emotional clarity from the darkness of shadows. To everyone who listens in: thank you. Your time, presence, and resonance mean everything.  🙏🏼🎚🎧🔊🖤

Imprisoned in Sadness

October the 21st (Acoustic Version)
Recorded on a quiet Saturday at Recordingstube Ost, when drummer Erik was not present. Tobi, Pyro and Alex spent the day capturing an intimate acoustic interpretation of the song, focusing on atmosphere rather than perfection.

This version is not recorded live, yet it retains the same raw and immediate energy — a single-take performance that feels honest, imperfect, and real.
“October the 21st” reflects on loss, memories, and the recurring weight of certain days that never quite fade.

Lyrics
Another year passed by and the sun stopped to shine,
the hope of better days keeps me moving on.
The plans of tomorrow keep my head up high,
even though my dreams may die — every year at the same time.

When the leaves outside change from green into brown,
and all those windy nights the autumn storm has come,
and the rain keeps falling right out of my eyes —
I guess I still cry, cause I can’t believe that you’re…

The next season starts and I forget those wasted years,
start with new attitude and with new energy.
Try to believe everything will be okay,
but I know that my dreams will die — every year at the same time.

When the leaves outside change from green into brown,
and all those windy nights the autumn storm has come,
and the rain keeps falling right out of my eyes,
and all I do is cry, cause I can’t believe that you’re not mine.

When I need a hand or someone who understands,
someone who believes in me or shares my dreams —
after all these years I accept the misery,
it doesn’t matter which time of year.

When the leaves outside start to turn green
and the rain stopped falling but the sun doesn’t shine for me,
and the wind keeps blowing right into my face —
then I know my tears will fall,
cause I can’t believe that you’re not mine.

Credits
Written by Pyro
Performed by Pyro, Tobi, Alex
Recorded & mixed by Alex at Recordingstube Ost
Berlin, 2025

October the 21st [Acoustic Version]

https://youtu.be/pmeQPshsN_M

***(Imágenes, ficticias de seres demoniacos o malignos, pueden causar terror o miedo)***
***(Quiero dedicar este tema, a todas aquellas personas que sufren alguna enfermedad mental, depresión o alteración temporal, las cuales les impide conciliar y descansar por las noches, haciendo imaginarse figuras demoniacas, terroríficas o u otro tipo de imaginación maligna. Gracias.)***

Letra y base original.
Vocal generada con IA.

Todos los derechos estan reservados
DILAZAmusic.

Demonios de la Noche

Count Me in

Lyrics - 
You come to closer 
Everything slow motion 
I felt alive 
After while after while 
I feel so lighter 
Heartstrings get wider 
You in my dreams
Every night every night 

I will follow you home 
Whenever you go 

You are with me 
That’s all I care 
You are my dessert 
So many layers 
Drink all I want 
When I’m on the desert
Don’t think twice 
Now I’m gonna take you home 

My heart just loaded 
With your emotions 
I feel the love 
After while after while 
So many choices 
Fade how I wonder 
I feel belonged 
Every night every night 

I will follow you home 
Whenever you go 

You are with me 
That’s all I care 
You are my dessert 
So many layers 
Drink all I want 
When I’m on the desert
Don’t think twice 
Now I’m gonna take you home 



Merch Store

Take You Home

Sparked off by the demonstration that passes by every Monday at 6 p.m. regular as clockwork.  Last time I was listening to "Police" recordings from the early 80s.

every monday

Pop Punk/ Rock

co-produced, mixed, mastered and cover art by

@a7-recording-studio

www.a7recordingstudio.com

a7recordingstudio@gmail.com

If I'm Dead, You've All Been Dead For Weeks

Stilpane!!

An up tempo rock track about reconciling with the past. #indie #alternative #rock

Ode To Me

Blues-rock song about talking to someone who’s long gone — replaying old conversations and trying to move on, but still stuck in that loop of what you wish you’d said.

Electric Guitar: Clay Willis
Acoustic Guitar: Milo Deering
Drums: Josh Rodgers
Bass: Pete Miller
Keyboards: Bob Patin
Vocal: Will Montgomery
Backup Vocals: Julie Laverty, Spencer Brochard
Engineering: Paul Osborn @ Audio Dallas
Written, Mixed & Produced by Will Montgomery

[Verse 1]
Lights are low, and the coffee’s cold,
Another night getting old.
Your ghost still walks these wooden floors,
Even though you don’t call no more.
I rehearse what I’d say if you came around,
But all I do is speak out loud...

[Chorus]
Talking to myself again,
Like you’re still on the other end.
Words I never said out loud,
Fill an empty room somehow.
I should move on, but I pretend—
Yeah, I’m talking to myself again.

[Verse 2]
Your sweater’s still on the second chair,
Guess I leave it there on a dare.
Tried dating once, didn’t last,
She smiled like you—but that passed.
Told her stories I meant for you,
Didn’t feel right, but I played it through.

[Chorus]
Talking to myself again,
Caught in a loop I can’t defend.
The jokes you’d laugh at fall flat now,
But I still say them out loud.
Guess I’m not ready to hit “The End”—
So I’m talking to myself again.

[Bridge]
Maybe someday I’ll get it right,
Quit chasing shadows in the night.
But until I do, I’ll stay right here—
Whispering words you’ll never hear...

[Guitar Solo]

[Final Chorus]
Talking to myself again,
Trying to find out where I’ve been.
Your name still fits between my lines,
Like a song I lost in time.
If silence is how this has to end,
I’ll just keep talking to myself... again.

[Outro]
Yeah, I’m talking...
Still talking to myself again.

Count Me in

Ian McIntosh