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Alix Perez x Little Simz Mashup Edit

Mixed & Edited by: AuLi

POST-VENOM MORTIS (AuLi EDIT)

Toxic- Melanie Martinez (Cestladore Remix)

After our first compilation release at the end of 2019 we are especially happy to finally present the new format of Ghosttown Records.

Our very own @Glenme is going to kick off the GTEP Series with three of his own productions, which are seeing the light of day on October the 22nd. The title track „Nuffin Wrong“ kicks off the the EP as a dark uptempo dancefloor heater with breaky hardcore elements. Followed by „Vault Tango“, a classic atmospheric breakbeat roller with a heavy reese bassline under it. „Amped Up“ finishes this EP in style with his heavy big beat influences.

Nuffin Wrong mastered by Busted Fingerz
Vault Tango & Amped Up mastered by MBA Mastering

Artwork by John Haag

GTEP01 - Glen

Machine

Hypnotised (F-cked up)

In Sri Lanka

Train Dash

In the depths of the mind, there are restless thoughts that act as barriers to personal growth, gnawing at the spirit with anger and consuming vast reserves of energy. These thoughts warp one's identity, distorting the essence of who they are.

Restless Mind

Download: www.jamesfrost.bandcamp.com
Mailing List: eepurl.com/yknaj

All my life I been, 
out here, 
at the mercy of weather 

In this wilderness, 
with just a kiss, 
that would kill for the harbour 

I have notched my mast, 
‘til it lays broken, 
but who’ll have the last laugh, who’ll have the last laugh... 

I am the Rolling Thunder, I am the Bitter Wind 
I am the Rolling Thunder, but in the end 
Only I win 

Oh my mind it swims, 
I am drunk, 
on the sea salt water 

Many nights have passed, 
in this silence, 
that drips through the hourglass, drips through the hourglass... 

I am the Rolling Thunder, I am the Bitter Wind 
I am the Rolling Thunder, but in the end 
Only I win

~

Written by James Frost
Produced by Clive Langer
Additional production by Owen Morgan
Mastered by Eric James at Philosophers Barn Mastering

Vocal, guitar: James Frost 
Bass: Hannah Maiden 
Drums: James Bird 
Arco bass, piano, electric guitar: Owen Morgan 
Harmonies: Joel Gregory, Jess Carmody

Painting: Richard Wade www.richardwadeartist.co.uk

Contact: james@jamesfrostmusic.com

Copyright James Frost 2014: all rights reserved

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Rolling Thunder

Poetry and recitation by Michael Bergweiler
("Last chance for a slow dance")
https://soundcloud.com/michaelbergweiler

Music by flowermouth.

Tod.
Ich dachte
es heisst Abschied nehmen.
Oder das Finden von Metamorphosen,
Möglichkeiten und Varianten
In diesem Lichtschacht,
Balkone stockwerkehoch,
Kinderlaute, Frühjahrszucken,
Ein Tisch, ein Wiedersehen.
Freude und zwanzigmaliges Lächeln
wie ich es lange nicht sah.
Es ist, es war, es ist, es war

Traum.
Dann wacht man auf
bemerkt den Lichtschacht,
vermerkt: “gib acht,
du lässt wieder etwas sterben”
bleibt der Tunnel, und an dessen Ende

Nichts.
Laken wieder seitlich werfen,
Kissenberge, Bettkantenhoch.
Katzenschnurren, Dachfensterschimmer.
Kein Lächeln noch ein Wiedersehen.
Erkenntnis, zweihundertfaches: Ach was soll’s
du bist dreimal gegangen, nur manchesmal halb hergekommen.
So an als wärst Du gestorben:
Es fühlt sich, es fühlte, es fühlt sich, es fühlte, es fühlt sich immer
Du Geist.
such mich heim, schreib nur klein.
ich kenn Dich da warst Du wärmer.
In dieser Kälte fällt das Trauern leicht:
Du lebst und doch verendet alles langsam
wie ein Grab, es lebt in mir. Es zwingt zur Pflege, es
will das Wasser und die Blumen, es will Gedenken es kriegt
manchmal drei - okay nein dreihundert Tränen.
Die Träume behalte ich, sie sind echter als
Dein Tod.
Leb wohl. Oder nicht.
Dich liebe ich, Dich lieb’ ich nicht, Dich liebe ich, Dich lieb’ ich nicht
Reise.
Deutschland, echt, wird mir zu eng.
Überall nur Gräber, überall dein neuer Schein
Auf die Insel komm ich nicht, die Stadt sie ist für drei zu klein.
Rucksäcke find ich gut, man hebt sie auf,
man legt sie später ab.
Schlafsäcke find ich gut, man legt sich rein,
will gewärmt nie wieder raus.
Einen Kontinent, den nehm ich mir!
Stadt und Insel genügt mir nicht, Winterkind.
Wie Feuer, unter meiner Reise sturmverbrannt,
indische Erde, unberührt von Dir.
Einen ganzen Kontinent nehm ich mir,
und heb’ ganz neue Gräber aus.

Leb wohl. Oder nicht.

(aufgenommen von C. Bethge, Rama Tonstudio, Mannheim)


Unberührt von dir(feat. Michael Bergweiler)

Live at The Fox Theatre

Factory Fiction

(INTRO)
I put my heart on my sleeve
up all night missin' out on sleep
hope that this is some fucked up dream
seems like you're only usin'
I put my heart on my sleeve
up all night missin' out on sleep
hope that this is some fucked up dream
seems like you're only usin'

(VERSE 1)
every situation wish I could take it back
(every situation wish I could take it back)
but I don't know if I would feel ok with that
(but I don't know if I would feel ok with that)
and now I'm all alone I don't know what you need
(and now I'm all alone I don't know what you need)
seems like you're only usin'
seems like you're only U-U-AAAAAHH

you never seemed to care and I know that's a FACT
(you never seemed to care and I know that's a FACT)
you pushed me to the edge and I'm not coming back
(you pushed me to the edge and I'm not coming back)
and even though it's hard I know I'll be alright
(and even though it's hard I know I'll be alright)
seems like you're only usin'
seems like you're only usin'

(Chorus)
I put my heart on my sleeve
up all night missin' out on sleep
hope that this is some fucked up dream
seems like you're only usin'
I put my heart on my sleeve
up all night missin' out on sleep
hope that this is some fucked up dream
seems like you're only usin' me

(VERSE 2)
I wake up I'm aimless now
spirit's dying I'm faceless now
to be happy it feels so fake
I've got way too much on my plate
if you try then maybe it just might work
fear gets followed by so much hurt
seems like you're only usin'
seems like you're only U oo-oo-oo-oo

you never seemed to care and I know that's a FACT
(you never seemed to care and I know that's a FACT)
you pushed me to the edge and I'm not coming back
(you pushed me to the edge and I'm not coming back)
and even though it's hard I know I'll be alright
(and even though it's hard I know I'll be alright)
seems like you're only usin'
seems like you're only usin'

(OUTRO)
I put my heart on my sleeve
up all night missin' out on sleep
hope that this is some fucked up dream
seems like you're only usin' oo-uh-oo-uh
I put my heart on my sleeve
up all night missin' out on sleep
hope that this is some fucked up dream
seems like you're only usin' me

(FUCKED UP DREAM)

I put my heart on my sleeve
up all night missin' out on sleep
hope that this is some fucked up dream
seems like you're only usin'
(FUCKED UP DREAM)
I put my heart on my sleeve
up all night missin' out on sleep
hope that this is some fucked up dream
seems like you're only usin' me

Stream </3

Jacob Kirkegaard - Arc (excerpt)

David Bowie - Space Oddity vinyl (2015 Remaster)

The debut EP 'sip', written and produced by Philadephia-based artist che, is a four-part odyssey filled with effervescent emotional synth work and propulsive rhythmic experimentation. 

With a sensibility for concrète-style sampling and analog sound sculpting techniques, che manipulates recordings of acoustic instruments and synthesizers, traversing melodic ambient and kinetic waves imprinted with unpredictable beat formulas. A multilayered study in organic groove sound melding. 

Despite the suggestion of its name, 'sip' plays more like a mini-album than an EP, with narratives internal to each song passing through irreplicable evolutionary phases. The result is breathtaking, less cinematic than cartographic or even animatronic. This is che the storyteller, che the colorist, che the creator. 

A lifelong multi-instrumentalist, che has lived long periods of his life in Ireland and the Bay Area before moving to Philadelphia, his current home. Influenced by his natural and urban environments, his father’s Guatemalan family tradition of composers and professional musicians, and his mother’s Native American culture, che builds with old, new, and future musical languages informed by a heritage of jazz, latin and classical. The result is lush, layered, and likely to surprise. 

All proceeds from this release will be donated to Standing Rock Sioux Tribe.

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che - ritual

Silliness's Sake. From Los Angeles with Love. A little cursing - but cribbed from a good source, if you must. This one is not romantic... 

Ain't No Juke

Onra - One Day

Brooklyn/Philadelphia-based record label run by Paul Jones, Sam O.B. and Bennett Kuhn.

All releases before Fall '13 available free here or <a href="http://www.astronautico.bandcamp.com">http://www.astronautico.bandcamp.com</a>

che - ritual

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