Gamuel Sori Feat. Lovespeake - Us (AIM Remix)

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Так ніхто не кохав (спільно з Макс Барских)

Enjoy the last beat, on the infinite pulse

The last beat

Crash Point

🔥 The wait is over! Feeling Like Country is here! 🎶🤠

This album is a celebration of country life, love, and the moments that bring us together. From high-energy anthems to soulful storytelling, every song captures the heart and grit of true country spirit.

Whether you’re two-steppin’ in a honky-tonk or cruising down a dirt road, Feeling Like Country is for you.

📢 Stream it now, turn it up, and let’s keep this country feeling alive! 🤠🎶

The Last Call

ЗВ'ЯЗОК  MamaRika

On Jansen's and Victoria's twentieth anniversary, an accident in Chicago leaves one of them destitute. How do you go on when the pain and hurt haunt you every day? Out of the corner of your eye, there's a reflection of the one you loved. That's "Twenty Years Feels Like Yesterday Yesterday Seems So Far Away" 

Twenty Years Feels Like Yesterday Yesterday Seems So Far Away

Twenty Years Feels Like Yesterday Yesterday Seems So Far Away by Arthur S. Newman

Rain is without wet the fern plume ; White the sea gravel fierce the waves' spume ; There is no lamp like reason man's life to illume.

Pigeons on the co-op sign, fog on the hill
Past the schoolyard fence, it’s quiet but it’s still
I’ve carried the weight of these bricks in my chest
Learned to laugh with a limp and still call it my best

The bus stop graffiti knew more than we did
First kiss in the alley, first punch as a kid
But the roads here remember, they echo your name
And I’ve never loved softer than I loved in the rain

From Risca with love — and a battered old soul
A heart full of cwtsh and a half-paid goal
I give you my postcode, my mud and my truth
My valleys-worn vowels, my last bit of youth

From Risca with love — and the girl down the lane
Who taught me that laughter can balance the pain
I don’t need a palace or stars up above
I need boots on this road — from Risca, with love

Mam at the window with tea on the boil
My nan’s old records still scented with soil
Pete’s at the pub, his knees in a brace
Home is a feeling, not a place.

We scraped joy out of pennies, out of cold chip bags
Wrote poems in chalk and stitched hearts to rags
The park swings still creak with some kind of grace
And I still hear you laugh when I pass that place

I don’t need a map or a star up above
I’ve got you, and this town — from Risca, with love

Said, “You carry this place like a song in your sleeve”
I said, “It taught me to stay when most others leave”
You smiled like the hills that bend with the sky
And said, “Even your silence feels like goodbye.”

From Risca with love — where the bins talk back
Where hearts break slow on the railway track
I’ve got grit in my grin, and a hell of a shove
But I swear on my past — this is how I love

From Risca with love — and the nights that held me
When nothing but fog and bad telly could tell me
That one day I’d mean it, with no stars above:
You were always my home —
From Risca, with love

Rain and still rain, dank these tresses of mine ! The feeble complain of the cliff's steep incline ; Wan is the main ; sharp the breath of the brine.

Rain falls in a sheet ; the Ocean is drenched ; By the whistling sleet the reed-tops are wrenched ; Feat after feat ; but Genius lies quenche

From Risca with love

 [Chorus1] 
I wake every morning with a warm soulful smile... just the thought of you fuels me, mile after mile... 

You're the sweetest red cherry picked, right off the tree... and you've got me buzzing like a lost honey bee... Oooo... ooo, whoa, yaaa...

[Verse1] 
Every time that I see your face the earth shakes under my feet... I  just love... sharing time with you, the way that you rock me... feels so warm and natural like it's supposed to be... whooo, whoo, don't ya know thats the way it should go...

The way we move along... just the perfect beat, nothing too strong, we just cruise on...

 [Chorus2] 
I wake every morning with a warm soulful smile... just the thought of you fuels me, mile after mile... 

You're the sweetest red cherry picked, right off the tree... and you've got me buzzing like a lost honey bee... Oooo... ooo, yaaa...

[Verse 3]
Little walks at the rivers edge, or long hikes on the mountain side... there's nothing in this life today that warms me so much inside...

I could sit, quite with you on the beach, to watch the sun fade... into the ocean tonight, all warm inside... 

[Chorus 3] 
I wake every morning with a warm soulful smile... just the thought of you fuels me, mile after mile... 

You're the sweetest red cherry picked, right off the tree... and you've got me buzzing like a lost honey bee... Oooo... ooo, whooo... yaaa...
[Lead guitar] 


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-Little Bit Better-

Little Bit Better | Studio Release

Welcome I’m 3ricB, you can call me 3B, a GenAI Artist blending the realms of generative AI and auditory art.

Bienvenue, je suis 3ricB, ou simplement 3B, un artiste avant-gardiste qui fusionne les mondes de l’IA générative et de l’art auditif.

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