Bruno M. introduces “On My Own”, one of the central tracks from his first solo album, Deep and Eternal - a fifteen-song journey through memory, anxiety, identity, isolation and the most private corners of the human psyche. Built around Bruno’s deep baritone voice and a dark, cinematic atmosphere, “On My Own” transforms alienation into a declaration of independence. The song looks at crowded rooms, social masks, empty ambitions and the pressure to follow paths that never truly feel like home. Rather than presenting solitude as defeat, Bruno turns it into an act of self-preservation: the decision to step outside other people’s expectations and remain faithful to one’s own identity. The lyrics move through images of “smiling masks”, “paper thrones” and people chasing success while becoming emotionally colder. Against that world, the recurring idea of being “better on my own” becomes less a rejection of others than a refusal to participate in relationships, roles and values that feel artificial. That perspective reflects the wider concept behind Deep and Eternal. After more than twenty-five years performing in bands and more than a thousand live appearances, Bruno M. chose to begin a new chapter as a solo artist. The album is deliberately personal: fifteen songs in which he exposes fears, memories, contradictions, emotional wounds and reflections that had previously remained private. Musically, “On My Own” sits at the more immediate and dynamic side of the record while retaining its darkwave, gothic rock and post-punk character. Its atmosphere balances melancholy and determination, giving the track the dual role of an accessible introduction to the album and a concise statement of Bruno M.’s new artistic identity. Bruno M. is an Italian singer, songwriter, composer and novelist based in Lanzarote, Canary Islands. His creative work connects music, literature and visual storytelling, with songs from Deep and Eternal also linked to his published novels The Templar Chronovisor and The Ancestral Legacy.

Sometimes the harsh realities of life leave us no chance to remain within the framework of fair interpersonal understanding and seem to push us to seek our own psychological balance. Perhaps even unconsciously, we begin to imagine worlds where everything is always good, safe, and peaceful. And we don't forget about those we love. This is precisely what the song My Painted World is about...

SINTOMA presents its new proposal: darkness, electronics and intensity SINTOMA is a Chilean band that moves between ElectroDark, DarkWave and Industrial, building a sonic identity defined by dark atmospheres, powerful electronic beats and an intense visual aesthetic. With a proposal that combines electronics, energy and darkness, SINTOMA seeks to connect with those who find in music a way to express emotions, conflicts and experiences taken to the limit. Currently, the band is promoting “ALMA PERDIDA”, their new single, a track that explores the darkest side of SINTOMA and represents a new chapter in their artistic evolution. “Poison drips. The circuit breaks. Hate turns into metal.” SINTOMA’s proposal is not limited to music. Their live performances incorporate a strong visual identity and a stage presence designed to transform every show into an immersive experience. SINTOMA continues to move forward within Chile’s alternative music scene, bringing their sound to new stages and preparing new productions for those seeking dark electronics, intensity and an aesthetic beyond the conventional. SINTOMA ElectroDark · DarkWave · Industrial New single: “ALMA PERDIDA” One new song. One new wound. One new dose of darkness

WANT/ed returns with a new single Future Rhythm 20 26 This is a new version of the song released in 2013. The producer is the same famous Frenchman Piter Rainmann, who produced the song in 2013. The B-Side of the single is the same Future Rhythm in Peter's unreleased remix and the song Fall with remixes from the famous Finns Ten After Dawn, Mexican DMT Berzerk and WANT/ed.

Poetry that numbs your lips. Because true tragedy isn't hatred — it's a silent "non-love" dressed as care. Dates that never were. Tears without sound. Only the smoke remains — the one thing that never lies.