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The Sounds of Philly- Vol. 2: Bodyrock '87 (retro 80's freestyle DJ mix 5.12.11) *free download*

Nostalgic trip to the 70s :)

Written, performed, mixed & mastered by
André "pixelorb" Brandes © 2025

Image: pixabay.com (CC0 Creative Commons)

Instruments:
- AmpleSound "Taylor 714CE"
- Toontrack EZdrummer2
- Toontrack EZkeys
- Synapse "The Legend"
- Synapse Dune 3
- PG-8X
- FL Studio FLEX

Farewell To A Hope

Crashed This far

Elation Station 1.0

Otis drops a dynamic DJ set of drum and bass and jungle rollers, remixes, and exclusives to an amazing crowd in West Chester, PA near Philadelphia where his journey as a junglist began over 3 decades ago.  The mix includes an exclusive new dnb remix of the latest NIN single.

DNB in the Dub-C: live drum and bass DJ mix @ Reign Forest (9.19.25)

Know thyself

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4DujPNnL7q0

(Released)

Key: A min,
Tempo 138 Bpm,
Artist: Ryan Kenneth Ford
Genra: Trance
IPI_CAE 1087894598,
©12_10_2025.

Know thyself

Lyrics:
Ma belle, viens graviter dans mon orbite
Captive de mes attracteurs étranges.
Mes mots et mes gestes doux t’invitent
Pendant que nos regards se mélangent.

De ton rêve pelucheux comme une lépiote
Je parcours les étoiles noires et palpitantes
Ployée sous le poids conquérant de mes bottes
Tu quémandes mes caresses enivrantes.

(Chorus)
Minette astrale de rosée carnivore
Chair corail ruisselante de tes envies
Le temps se cache mais nous dévore
Dans notre jardin palpitant d’infini

Foufoune power, rêves concentriques
Guerrière lubrique,  matriarche adorée
Goudou doll, ma figure métaphorique,
Dans tes parfums chauds et mordorés

Et ta puissance est un divin présage
Un frémissement doux et gynarchique
Les chiens se dressent sous l’orage
De tes folles émulsions alchimiques

(Chorus)
Minette astrale de rosée carnivore
Chair corail ruisselante de tes envies
Le temps se cache mais nous dévore
Dans notre jardin palpitant d’infini


Ergot satanique, fruit gorgé de sang
Ton plaisir frémi en langues éclectiques.
Il se noie dans des arômes évanescents
De candeurs et d’extases métalliques.

Trente centimètres de latex et de plaisir
Se tendent à mon bassin souple et ondulant
Ta croupe s’offre, j’ajuste mon harnais de cuir
Et, amoureuse, je te prends tendrement.  

(Chorus)
Minette astrale de rosée carnivore
Chair corail ruisselante de tes envies
Le temps se cache mais nous dévore
Dans notre jardin palpitant d’infini


Minette astrale

You just stand there (Piano Version) is the reduced, intimate version of my epic track DestKorn – You just stand there, released on Saturday, November 1, 2025.
In fact, the piano version came first, and from it the vocal version evolved - Link: https://soundcloud.com/destkorn/you-just-stand-there
No orchestra, no vocals – just one piano.

Performed on the legendary NOIRE piano (Native Instruments, VST), a custom grand recorded in Hall 3 at Funkhaus Berlin. The sound moves between “Pure” (clear, present) and “Felt” (soft, muted, almost like a whisper), so every note sits right in front of you.

The mood is vulnerable, reflective, but not without hope. The piano quietly says: “You just stand there,” and the melody drifts through sadness, closeness, fragility, and small traces of light. A lot of space, a lot of air, no distraction.

Musical style: minimalist solo piano with a cinematic feel. No beats, no layering – just keys, played slowly on purpose so every tone can breathe.

What is this track for?
For late hours. For thinking. For that moment where you don’t want words, only feeling.

🎧 Piano: NOIRE (Pure / Felt)
🎹 Tempo: 60 BPM
🎵 Genre: Cinematic / Emotional Piano

Deutsch / German
You just stand there (Piano Version) ist die reduzierte, intime Ausgabe meines  Tracks – You just stand there vom Samstag, 1. November 2025.
Eigentlich ist die Piano-Version zuerst entstanden / daraus entwickelte sich dann die Version mit Gesang - Link: https://soundcloud.com/destkorn/you-just-stand-there
Kein Orchester, kein Gesang – nur ein einzelnes Klavier.

Gespielt auf dem legendären NOIRE Piano (Native Instruments), einem speziell präparierten Konzertflügel aus Saal 3 des Berliner Funkhauses. Dieser Klang wechselt zwischen „Pure“ (klar, präsent) und „Felt“ (weich, gedämpft, fast flüsternd) und bringt jede Nuance direkt an die Oberfläche.

Die Stimmung ist verletzlich, nachdenklich, aber nicht hoffnungslos. Das Piano spricht leise: „Du stehst einfach da“ – und trotzdem wandert die Melodie durch Traurigkeit, Nähe, Zerbrechlichkeit und kleine Lichtpunkte. Viel Raum, viel Luft, keine Ablenkung.

Musikalischer Stil: minimalistisches Solo-Piano mit filmischem Charakter. Keine Beats, keine Layer, nur Tasten – bewusst langsam gespielt, damit jede Note wirken kann.

Wofür ist der Track gedacht?
Für ruhige Momente. Nachts allein. Zum Durchatmen. Für Szenen im Kopf, die eigentlich kein Wort vertragen. Genau dafür existiert diese Version.

💿 Credits
Music, lyrics, arrangement, mix & master: DestKorn (Matthias K.)
Vocal rendering: 
Artwork: DestKorn
℗ 2025 DestKorn | © 2025 DestKorn
All rights reserved. Unauthorized use, reproduction, or distribution is prohibited.
SenneRecord2025

you just stand there (Piano Version)

Nova Rayne I.

Suki Mirage II.

Amahle Vee III.

A.Y.O.B.A.I - Crooklyn369 (Original Mix)

A.Y.O.B.A.I - Can't Hear You Scream[COLORADO ANTHEM]

A.Y.O.B.A.I - Holy Hustle(Original Mix)

This song is my promise of lifelong love. It’s about walking through every season, every change, hand in hand with the person I cherish. Even as time leaves its marks, the bond stays strong. For me, it’s a commitment that love will last, grow, and carry us through the years.


LYRIC

Intro

⸻

Verse 
We’ll walk the roads we’ve never seen,
Chasing moments, living dreams.
From quiet nights to skies so wide,
I want you always by my side.

⸻

Pre-Chorus
All the days we can’t replace,
Every touch, your sweet embrace.

⸻

Chorus
When we grow old, I’ll still be true,
Every sunrise, I’ll turn to you.
When we grow old, the story stays,
Love will carry through all our days.

⸻

Verse 
We’ll climb the hills, we’ll cross the seas,
Count the stars above the trees.
Every season, high and low,
With you beside me, I will go.

⸻

Pre-Chorus
Time will write upon our face,
But never fade this endless grace.

⸻

Chorus 
When we grow old, I’ll still be true,
Every sunrise, I’ll turn to you.
When we grow old, the story stays,
Love will carry through all our days.

⸻

Bridge
Let the years just roll, let the rivers flow,
Every step with you, it’s the life I know.

⸻

Final Chorus
When we grow old, I’ll still be true,
Every sunrise, I’ll turn to you.
When we grow old, the story stays,
Love will carry through all our days.

Outro
When we grow old…

When we grow old

Another version of our Dignity song. With Morten's words:
"The wonderful magic of Faithless meets the deeply personal lyrics and brilliant vocals by Heidi K.
Let the beautiful symbiosis captivate you!"

Morten Jeamland 
Executive producer and sound engineer 
November 2025

Insomnia songwriters are Maxi Jazz / Sister Bliss / Rollo ℗ 1995

Remixes

Insomnia & Dignity (Remix)

A.Y.O.B.A.I - Three Ayy.M(Original Mix)

Otis rocks a set of classic freestyle favorites from the mid-80s; popular favorites from his native Philadelphia. Enjoy the cheesy goodness. LOL!

♤● A.Y.O.B.A.I ○♧

Starring The Beautiful Talented Trio:

Nova Knight I. 《¿》

Destiny Bass II. 《♡》

Amiie Dark III. 《☆》

"ETERNAL FREQUENCY"

ACT I – QUEENS ON THE DECKS

A.Y.O.B.A.I — 3 Women who turn nightlife into Cosmic Ritual.

Nova Knight – The leader. A poetic fierce Latina DJ that brings the crowd together with her Filthy Underground sound. Her sets are pure emotion sculpted into light in the night as the crowd dances till 6 in the morning.

Destiny Bass – A mysterious Korean female Vocalist & DJ. She is mysterious with her Heavy Dark House Metal set in the Denver nightlife scene.

Amiie Dark – A British goddess who blends Underground Electric Minimal Melbourne House sets in the packed shows every night.

Every night, they electrify cities — from Denver rooftops to Melbourne warehouses. The crowds don’t just dance; they ascend. Lights pulse like galaxies, and for a few hours, everyone forgets who they are.

They call their world tour “The Ascension.” And it’s not just music — It’s Audio Alchemy.

ACT II – THE NIGHT THAT NEVER ENDS

In L.A, their biggest show yet. The stage floats over a sea of neon bodies, fog rolling like cosmic mist. The bass hits 120 decibels — it shakes hearts, bones, even the walls of reality.

During the final mix — “3Sixxx9” — Nova feels something strange. The lights stutter. The visuals twist into infinite spirals. The crowd blurs into silhouettes of energy, not people.

Aiime glances at her — her eyes glowing with a fractal reflection. Destiny's hands move like liquid metal over the turntables.

Then — boom. A white flash.
The music cuts.

When Nova blinks, the crowd is gone.
The lights are dim.
And her friends — Destiny and Aiime — have vanished— 

ACT III – THE AFTERECHO

Nova stumbles off the stage.
“Hello?!” she screams into the empty club.

Echoes answer — warped versions of her own voice.
The speakers hum with a low tone, like the Earth itself breathing.

She looks down — her hands flicker, glitching.
Was this real?
Was it the acid trip they all took before the show?
Did she slip into a permatrip — her mind looping inside a hallucination?

Flashes of memory assault her:

A hospital light.

Monitors beeping.

Her body motionless on a bed.

Someone whispering, “She’s not waking up…”

Nova gasps. “Am I… dead?”

She runs through the corridors of the club — but each door opens into another version of the same room. The DJ booth. The lights. The silence.

ACT IV – DIMENSIONS IN SOUND

Every time she plays a new track, reality shifts.
When she drops a beat, stars form around her.
When she scratches the vinyl, galaxies tear open.

She realizes the club has become a cosmic nexus, built from her mind — and the music is the only thing holding it together.

She sees ghostly silhouettes of Aiime and Destiny in the lights — flickering like echoes of past frequencies.
Their voices whisper through reverb:

> “You never came back, Nova. We’re still waiting. Play the last song.”

ACT V – THE FINAL TRACK

With trembling hands, Nova loads her last record — one she doesn’t remember creating.

It’s titled: “Can't Hear You Scream.”

As it spins, the sound grows unbearable — a mix of her heartbeat and the universe collapsing.

Reality peels away.
Flashes of hospital machines.
Crowds screaming.
News headlines:

> “Two DJs Missing After Festival Explosion.”
“Nova Knight is in Critical Condition.”

A tear runs down her cheek.
“Was it all just… a dream?”

A faint voice answers —
“Dreams are just other frequencies, Nova.”

The lights fade into white.

In a hospital bed, Nova’s eyes flutter. Machines beep steadily.
Doctors rush in, she says.

“Turn it up Three SIx Nine…”

Then, a faint beat begins on the heart monitor. She rips the ivy out of her arm and then sits up, and just as she is about to run, 2 guys walk into the emergency room and introduce themselves as 

CROOKLYN 369

They tell her to get ready she is scheduled to headline in Vegas in 6hrs. 

She says to them.

“If this is a dream… don’t wake me up."

A.Y.O.B.A.I - Three Ayy.M(Original Mix)

A.Y.O.B.A.I (Official Page)