IN DUST, REALISATION.  [1/4 inch tape composition]

Escaped Trees - The Midday Demon
POŁUDNICA

Escaped Trees - POŁUDNICA

music and voice : Deepman
words and voice : Luciole Langevine

Ah, s'élancer ! S'élancer sous le vent ! S'élancer, s'envoler, poursuivre les nuages ! S'arracher à l'apesanteur, pour aller vivre ailleurs...

Poursuivre les nuages - Deepman & Luciole Langevine

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#dibiflipsessionssac2 
Original Track - https://youtu.be/_rgWM9Xz2To
MOSNAR DET - Remixing, Drum Programming

Dibiasi 2 Flip Challenge - T H E _ M A C K

Drove

🎄🎄🎄🎄Merry Christmas--EVERYONE!🎄🎄🎄🎄
🔆😎🎶♦MANY THANK YOU's  to my loyal followers & fantastic friends!(*￣3￣)╭
A Blend of Old & New. 
Enjoy the nostalgia & heart warming restful measures. 🌛🌕🌜
May the calming nature of the season envelop you with a sense of peace & contentment! >>

****A special dedication to ALL who made my 2021 a fabulous & cheerful journey!
You GUYS & GALS are the Absolute BEST Darlings on the Planet! 💝💖💋💋💋❣🙌🏻🙏🏻🤗✨

Christmas At Home

Noël & A Homemade Christmas

Loops For Your Mind - kindly invited me to solo on their track; so here I decided for the Soprano Sax :-) I post this parallel with L-FYM, if you want to get this track free visit her account: https://soundcloud.com/loops-for-your-mind 
L-FYM - composition, concept, pre-production: Mix Mastering
joerxworx - soprano Saxophone, final Mastering

The Highlight Of The Day // L-FYM & joerxworx

Composed and produced by Francesco Vitti
Registered in the studios of EKOS records (Italy)

All tracks produced by Hypercube for sound-space April 2020

02 - HYPERCUBE - Cosmic Dwarf

sound~space emanates from a world seemingly on the edge of collapse, where empathy is all but extinct, language has failed, interaction reduced to ‘diss’ and ‘cuss.’ Using discarded frequencies, a sonic resistance creates militant meditations designed for spirit renewal, punctuated with pulses to facilitate bodily propulsion. Tonal analysis reveals tools required for struggle, both internal and external. 
Though you sometimes walk like living ghosts, mourning the future, know that beauty exists in places you wouldn’t dare to look