summmer 2020

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Hype Machine Favorites Vol. 1

Happy Hour

Move My Way

Tienaté (L'atelier de Musique radio edit)

Nu Genea - Tienaté (L'atelier De Musique remix)

Bad Colours is back with his sophomore album, “Always With U,” out on Bastard Jazz Recordings in November, 2022. The London-born, Maryland-raised, Brooklyn-based DJ, songwriter, producer, and multi-instrumentalist - aka Ibe Soliman - continues to build on the well-deserved acclaim from his 2021 debut LP, “PINK,” as well as a slew of standalone singles and collaborations with the likes of Shabazz Palaces, Jarv Dee, and Stas THEE Boss.

Buy LP Here

Bad Colours - Heartache + U

Concentrate (feat. Dua Saleh)

Pretty girls, 
They never notice ugly boys like me 
Even if I wear my heart on sleeves 
They always seem to put me down 

Pretty girls 
They always seem to bite so hard 
Even when I say don’t play 
Insists that I will stay till dark 

Its okay 
I don’t much care 
For the kempt hair 
That’s just all looks 

And if you say 
That you do care 
What people stare 
Then that’s how you look 

Pretty girls 
They always want to be alone 
But everyone time their by themselves 
They always tell me help yourself 

Pretty girls 
They never deal with sadness well 
And never think about their joys 
That’s why they need ugly boys 

Its okay 
I don’t much care 
For the kempt hair 
That’s just all looks 

And if you say 
That you do care 
What people stare 
Then that’s how you look 

Hey there baby I just wanted to let you know that 
Its pretty hard being so damn pretty 
And whenever you feel sad and blue 
Just know that I am the one watching you while I sleep 
The one that feels your tears drip down to your pillow 
And hears all your dream nightmares and inhibitions 
You pretty pretty girl

Pretty Girls

Ian Ruhala, better known as HALA, has been writing and recording music for several years now and at the
young age of 18, he is already a singer/songwriter veteran.
 
With several releases already under his belt, even before graduating high school, Ruhala has created some
buzz with his solo, at-home/DIY recording style that relates well with music from artists like M. Ward,
Mac DeMarco and Travis Bretzer.
 
After attending college at Central Michigan University for a semester, Ruhala’s mind was more on lyrics than
on school-work. Writing over sixty songs during this time period, Ian decided to fully immerse himself into his passion to manufacture his first proper debut, Spoonfed.
 
The meaning behind Spoonfed, as Ruhala explains, is about dealing with the things and ideas that people feed you when you are young, and trying to do your best to not repeat the norm. Songs like “Phone Calls,” and
“Not Your Modern Man” discuss topics like marrying young, and society’s fear of face-to-face interaction
with each other, with lyrics that you will be surprised to find out, came from an 18 year old kid from Michigan.
 
Every song on this album tells a story; heart-break is talked about in the ironically upbeat song “Reruns,” and the track “Just Because,” shows HALA’s appreciation for the simple things in life, with the line, “Sunday morning, Dad’s at home, watches football and paints his toes, will I ever be?” One thing is for sure, it is extremely refreshing to see someone so young be able to produce something of this magnitude; Ruhala’s future is bright.
 
Get your bowls, and a spoon, because this Indie singer/songwriter says, "breakfast is served."

What Is Love? Tell Me, Is It Easy?

Written/Recorded by: Ian Ruhala 
Mixed by: Ian Ruhala 
Mastered by: Jake Halkey at The Verona in Detroit, Michigan

Lyrics:
I want to love you at dinner 
I want to love you and take you out to dinner tonight 
I find the secrets that we keep, are so ice cold nice 
And if I was any brighter I'd take you to a place of class 
And get to the table on time, and fill it with your red wine glass 

I think I found a way 
To your heart 

I want to love you at dinner 
I want to love you and take you out to dinner 
I want to love you at dinner 
I want to love you then treat you right 
Oh, yes I believe that 
Dessert is in order 
Now get to the table on time, and let your wine spill all over 

I think I found a way 
To your heart

Found A Way - Single

HALA // "Found A Way"

Found A Way

a song about change,,


 now on spotify & itunes x

so small and so quiet

Love and Lies

Hello my dearest Soundcloud friends, 
Here is a song that I wrote and recorded in my Voice memos on the floor of a shower. I was in London, feeling vulnerable and lonely. I sent the song to one of my dearest friends Tahnee. It was only intended to be a draft but I told her that in the future I'd like to sing something like this with her.
She got back to me recently with a copy of the song that she had recorded harmonies, banjo and violin on. It made me cry with happiness and I wanted to share this with you. 
You can find Tahnee's Soundcloud and Spotify name under
 ~ Tahnee Ollerton ~
So please check her out if you haven't already. 
If you would like a copy of the lyrics let me know. 
All my love, 
Isabella X

brown river eyes (with tahnee ollerton)

Written by Sean Lawrence and Will Fisher
Produced by sectiontoo and identite_crisis
Mixed and mastered by Will Fisher and Noble Thomas

Runnin'

Four

shmanks for listening <3

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So love sick my shrink she thinks I might be contagious
Think I should stay inside but distance makes me anxious
I know I’ll heal in time but healing comes in stages
With me I’m never alone

If there’s a will, there’s a way
If there’s a heart, then it can break 
But not today, not today, not today

I heard it gets better
It won’t hurt forever
I heard we’ll get better
But we've gotta learn to fall apart 
To learn to come together

I’ll try on all my clothes and eat till I can’t fit em
Surprise my mom and call for once to say I miss her
Know there’s still miles to go but miles can feel like minutes
We’re far away but we’re close

If there’s a will, there’s a way
If there’s a heart, then it can break 
But not today, not today, not today

I heard it gets better
It won’t hurt forever
I heard we’ll get better
But we've gotta learn to fall apart 
To learn to come together
We've gotta learn to fall apart 
To learn to come together

It Gets Better

Agüita

Someone

Written by Nation of Language
Produced by Abe Seiferth
Mastered by Heba Kadry

The Wall & I

Written by: Khamari 
Produced by: Trackside and Khamari 

LYRICS:

Found myself caught in a loop
Writin the same tune for so long
Shit got me out of the loop
And in my bedroom for too long
Chasing money and power and pussy
From in between these four walls
Too broke to go out
Whenever they shout
Reject they phone calls

All my friends
They hit the club
They goin out
They makin money, yea
All my friends
They with they girls
Goin out
Spendin that money

Found myself caught in a loop
Makin the same moves for so long
But what can I do
They say that I’m movin
It just takes long
Mama said shut your eyes
Enjoy the ride
Cause nothin good ever happens overnight
I just wanna get fucked up with my friends
And have a good time

All my friends
They hit the club
They goin out
They makin money, yea
All my friends
They with they girls
Goin out
Spendin that money, yea

All my friends
They hit the club
They goin out
They makin money, yea
All my friends
They with they girls
Goin out
Spendin that money

Guess you could say that I’m jealous
You could say that I’m jealous
You could say that I’m jealous
Mmm, jealous

Eldorado

Jealous

Written by Reynaldo Peter Mesa Jr.
Published by Reynaldo Peter Mesa, Jr. Publishing Designee (BMI)
Produced by Junior Mesa
Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Claps by Junior Mesa
Flute by Ruben “Ruby” Lopez
Drums by Junior Mesa and Ruben “Ruby” Lopez
Engineered by Junior Mesa
Recorded at Nicotine Corndog Studios
Mixed by Ricky Reed at Elysian Park
Mastered by Daddy Kev at Cosmic Zoo

Lyrics:
I remember running through the open skies
And your love had me hypnotized

But everything I touch becomes a wrecking ball
And everyone I trust seems to do me wrong

So you can’t blame me
If it’s hard for me to get the hint
Ohh baby I’m losing my grip

I used to think that everything
Was what it was
Until I saw you with another one

Oh and just maybe
Just maybe it helped me out
But now I hardly even trust myself

So you can’t blame me
If I don’t understand why I’m not it
Ohh baby I’m losing my grip

Now when i look back, on better days
I think about the way
that the world seemed great
but now i’m lost

So you can’t blame me
If I don’t understand why I’m not it
Ohh baby I’m losing my grip

I’m losing my grip

Losing My Grip / Creep

Losing My Grip

'Gridlock' is taken from Vintage Crop's forthcoming album 'Serve To Serve Again' out August 7th on Upset The Rhythm & Anti Fade.

Available to pre-order now: http://upsettherhythm.bigcartel.com/

Serve To Serve Again

Vintage Crop - Gridlock

My first song, hope you like it 

Whose Rules - Malarkey 

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Malarkey

Easy :)

That's How Rumors Get Started

For Sure

Giver Taker

Maker

mixed, produced, and arranged by Bennett Coast

lyrics:

moonboy hope you make it home
feel a burning in your throat from the patrón
you clench your hands
where are your friends
it would be nice to feel again

every inch of me feels like im dying
guess i shoulda let go, i throw my fists out when i get excited
can't hold my liquor when i blow

i think i never wanna see another face in my living room
what can i do?
i think i never was the kind to find my place back in middle school
now i won't move

i hear your call from my pant pocket, you make me sick
i've seen it all from my space rocket, you don't mean shit

Maker

Anjimile