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Ilan Bluestone & Jerome Isma-Ae - Under My Skin (Original Mix)

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One Day At A Time

One Day At A Time (Original Mix)

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1.The Rapture PT.III-&me, Black Coffee
2.Running in a dream- Nils Hoffmann
3.Into the Night- Tonic Walter
4. To the Water-Motry
5. Waiting- CamelPhat, Eli &Fur
5. Echo- Lynnic, ItsArius
6. Hear Your Name- Lynnic, ItsArius

Deep Melodic House Mix

Akharin shab (hooman ft the don ft ania X kagan )

Adam Ahani

in the back of my mind (wildflower, romantic homicide) [billie eilish, d4vd, jr stit]

Bebakhsh Mano

Cast of Characters:
Steve's Planet -- @steve-vervaet — acoustic guitar, vocals, lyrics, and composition
K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara -–Ken–drums
Llanpsych -- @llanpsych -- Tez – Fender Stratocaster electric guitar
Mistrermark -- @user-432503709 — Mark — organ 
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1 –- four string fretless Warwick bass and Roland electric piano and organ
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– mix, mastering, and production
  
This song began with Steve, who wrote it on his guitar and sang it, before sharing it with Eclectic Collective about half a year ago, back in the fall. Always grateful to Steve for sharing his amazing music with us, we kept it alive even though it had stalled out on us for whatever reason. 
  We had a decent skeleton from our original go at it, but decided to scrap it, and start fresh. Ken, being the one who actually revived it, added his solid drums first, providing for a groovy foundation. Tez came next, surprisingly, adding his hooky guitar fills throughout. Mark hopped on shortly after, adding the organ you hear coming in around the 2:00 mark. Josh took his turn after that, even though it was only a couple of days between, by adding his fretless bass to complete the rhythm section. He also, in the same recording session, added the electric piano you hear throughout, as well as the organ in the first half. 
  Once it was in the can, we asked Stephen to mix it for us, in his always professional manner. 
  We all love working on Steve's songs, and admire him as a musician, singer, and songwriter. This makes almost a half dozen songs on which the EC has collaborated with Steve, and we're sure to add many more. We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed creating it.

Please Come Home - The Eclectic Collective with Steve's Planet

Reflecting on Compassion in Contemporary American History (part one)

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Armin van Buuren went through an amazing 2007. He won several awards like the Dutch Pop Award and he got voted number 1 DJ of the world by the readers of the British leading dance magazine DJ Mag.

A couple of years ago, Armin was playing at his weekly night Armada hosts in Amnesia, Ibiza. In the audience was the talented producer, DJ Shah from Germany, who decided to step up to Armin and give him his new track. Now in 2008 that same guy teamed up with Armin van Buuren and Chris Jones to deliver this new single!

April 19th  this year Armin will launch his new artist album called “Imagine” at the Armin Only event which holds the same name as the album. “Going Wrong” is the result of the corporation with German DJ Shah and British singer Chris Jones. Going Wrong is the first single from Armin van Buuren`s forthcoming album “Imagine”

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Going Wrong

Going Wrong (Armin van Buuren’s Extended Mix) [feat. Chris Jones]

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Release Date: 29th March 2019
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Debuted at Above & Beyond’s Group Therapy 300 showcase in Hong Kong last year, ‘There’s Only You’ reunites the trio with the distinctive voice and profound lyricism of Zoë Johnston.

The final single from the band’s ‘Common Ground Companion EP’, ‘There’s Only You’ arrives as an Above & Beyond Club Mix: a delightfully dark and cavernous groove interplays with serene vocal moments to captivating effect. In a year that’s seen Jono, Tony and Paavo exploring retro-flecked sounds in their recent collaboration with Armin van Buuren, ‘There’s Only You’ is another example of the trio’s forward-thinking approach to anthemic trance.

Fans can find the ‘Common Ground Companion EP’, which also includes the diamond-edged instrumental ‘Distorted Truth’ and peak-time sing-a-long ‘Flying By Candlelight’ feat. Marty Longstaff (both the Original Mix and Above & Beyond Club Mix) wherever good music is streamed or downloaded today. The final copies of a limited edition vinyl edition can be found at the Anjuna Music Store >> https://Anjunabeats.lnk.to/CGCEPSo

Above & Beyond return to the scene of their much-lauded Group Therapy 250 celebrations July 27/28 for two days of Anjunabeats and Anjunadeep music from band’s ever-growing circle of artists. Camping tickets for the inaugural Group Therapy Weekender at Washington State’s Gorge Amphitheater are available.

There's Only You

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I don't claim any ownership over any of this. Anyone can use any of it for any reason forever. Also I accept liability. Please don't sue me (and/or let's collaborate).

"Holy fucking shit, this shit is crazy wtf"

"Moments of being passable beyond novelty"

"Very ok"

"Actually slaps"

"Straight art"

"Noise"

```Madlibs with a metronome```

At its core, the blorgpulkf is a pulsating, iridescent orb that thrums with an energy that can only be described as "the sound of a thousand bees having a rave inside a kaleidoscope." It's hypnotic, it's unsettling, and it's strangely addictive - like watching a lava lamp filled with Mountain Dew and gummy bears.

But that's just the beginning. Surrounding this pulsing heart are layers upon layers of... well, your guess is as good as mine. One moment it's a tangled web of neon tubes that hum with an eerie frequency, the next it's a churning mass of what appears to be sentient silly putty. And is that a tiny disco ball I see nestled in there? You bet your sweet bippy it is.

As for its features, the blorgpulkf is like a Swiss Army knife designed by a mad scientist with a penchant for pranks. It's got a button that releases a burst of confetti and the sound of a rubber chicken being stepped on, a lever that causes the whole thing to fold in on itself like a origami crane having an existential crisis, and a tiny compartment that dispenses a single, perfectly spherical grape every 37 hours.

But perhaps the most baffling feature of the blorgpulkf is its ability to communicate. Not with words, of course - that would be far too pedestrian. No, the blorgpulkf speaks in a language all its own, a cryptic code of flashing lights, whirring gears, and the occasional burst of atonal jazz played on what sounds suspiciously like a didgeridoo.




The plorksickle. It's like someone took a fever dream, a Mad Lib, and a Dada art installation, threw 'em in a blender, and hit "puree."

Picture this: a contraption that looks like it crawled out of a Salvador Dali painting and mated with a Rube Goldberg machine. It's got a crank that sounds like a yodeling ostrich, a button that releases a puff of glitter and the scent of existential dread, and a tiny screen that just flashes the word "moist" in Wingdings.

But here's the kicker - every time you think you've figured out what it does, it changes the game. One minute it's reciting beat poetry in binary code, the next it's turning itself inside out and becoming a Klein bottle. And don't even get me started on the time it started oozing a viscous liquid that tasted like the color purple.

Is it a tool? A toy? A sentient being from another dimension that's just really, really bad at communication? Your guess is as good as mine. All I know is, it's the most beautifully useless thing I've ever laid eyes on.

But maybe that's the point. In a world where everything has to have a purpose, a function, a reason for being, the plorksickle is a big, fat middle finger to the very concept of sense. It's absurdity for absurdity's sake, a Zen koan in physical form.

So if you ever see me on the street, cradling this bizarre little gizmo like a newborn lovechild, don't ask me what it does. Just nod, smile, and know that you're in the presence of something truly inexplicable. Something that laughs in the face of logic and spits in the eye of reason.

Reflecting on Compassion in Contemporary American History (part one)

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