Today I got back into a business I hadn't done in about eight years. My BRU and I released a track, and it blew our faces off. 

It became therapy for me. It felt like I was on a healing path. Healing not from disease or heavy habits, healing from human hypocrisy.

Ипокритство

MIRO — Ипокритство

When I took up music again, I thought that I would just meditate with the drum machine, doing a kind of therapy: no unnecessary concepts and structures, just a buzz from the musical vibrations and the creaking of the samples. But here I am on the verge of publishing a track, and I don't want to just leave it at that. So catch the leitmotif of the composition. 

A pleasant sunrise over the concrete jungle. The sun is creeping into every corner. A safari through this jungle is entertaining. But here's the headache. It splits every emotion it encounters along the way. A pleasant dawn over the concrete jungle, and a blinding headache.

White Pain

The leitmotif of the new beat. The informational noise all around obscures everything, spreading through the mind with a dry crackle. Unthinkable emotion and darkness is all that remains. Check it!

Animals

The turn of a new day, a mug of coffee, and a slice of warmed-up pizza. Weathered came out moderately warm, and moderately crispy just like that same slice of pizza.

There's nothing around, absolutely nothing. In the midst of this white canvas, you are alone with yourself. Voices in your head pounce on you, forcing you into extremes. Can you truly recognize your own voice?

Weathered

Dusty beats, authentic melodic loops, the warm crunch of vinyl, dirty synths, multidisciplinary sound and purest vibe.

Music for us is an emotion transmitted by vibrations deep beneath the skin. We know how to get high.

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