Tracks remixed for my brother's birthday. 

Show some love! 

> https://soundcloud.com/supersonic_alchemist 

Supersonic Returns

Narendra Modi and Light Yagami in a "Chai pe Charcha".

Please don't kill me for doing this.

PS: Acche din aane wale hai!

Modi writes the Death Note.

Impromptu mix during the early morning hours of intense vibration!

"Floyd meets some crazy hitech." 

I don't remember the original tracks that I mixed (using Virtual DJ), except - Coming Back to Life by Pink Floyd. 
 

Coming Back To Life. Ft. Pink Floyd [180 bpm]

Excerpt from an experimental mix. Hare Krishna! 

> I don't own/produce these tracks. Just mixed them. 

Vocals in the track : Krishna Das and Norah Jones. 
The Psy artist(s) are 'unknown'.

Krishna Blues [Preview] [160]

Papercut Ashtrays

God Bless my socially retarded friends [mixed]

Socially Retarded 101

We are eternal, all this pain is an illusion.

Don't be a Tool

Couples naked walking along the shoreline
holding hands watching the Sun set
"its liberation time" 
celebration of love and freedom
a chemical reaction inside my head 
singing, "poetry (of all things) ain't dead". 

I can watch the scene all day long
in the night, from my bed alone 
i write this song 
for the moon, stars and my seven cats
one line after another
i scratch old wounds  
spill ink on the paper 
and melt it in my mouth.
 
Naked, I watch the mirror
dried lips, and drenched glands 
crooning my reflection
an erection, an eruption
the voices in my head are louder tonight
oh, it is full moon, i see 
a blue moon, a red moon
howl with my seven cats
light my fire, and smoke a cigarette.
 
i wake up in the noon,
couples naked stop by the shoreline
"sedate the sinister poet"
you can, yes you can 
try tranquilizing 
hold his arms and tie his legs 
like those pornos, i feel 
power, overpower, bondage 
one bait after another
watch life disappear 
under shreds of lies and false happiness.

Await
I wait, for their approval
for the mark of trust, seal of faith
"is he good to go", a nod
bald head, shaved jawline
Reeking of submission, I prod
 against my voice,
forget this song, forget this life 
this is not who you are, 
I nod, this is not who I am 
"Welcome to the dead poet's society."

Arnumb

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