Brother! Hit me up. This tech is hot. I'd love to sing over it if your open to it. Got quality recirding set-up these days!

Hi, welcome to the HK world!

Overload Special (Fantastic music is coming in way too fast, it cannot be absorbed in time, it will all get lost if we don't do something.  We have to catch it, the music, before that happens.  Please slow down a little if you can.  Go take a walk, read a book, take a nap, I donno.)

Hugs & kisses.  It's all in good fun.

This is my *favourite* of *all* my playlists.  It's essentially made of ignored music, kinda like leftovers, and like with food, some of it gets even better when reheated.

[I realize that what I'm about to express is rash, and that it may well be that my jugement in music is poor.  This could be because I lack the listening experience, therefore missing some of the necessary data to make valuable contribution.  For example perhaps most of these pieces of music are bad copies of older ones that I have never heard.  Yes that is always a possiblity.  If that is the case I apologize, again--getting tired of this--, and please let me know.  I thank you in advance.

I could have called this playlist "WTFU", I think the expression exists already.  I don't have time right now to see what it means, but in my case it means Wake The Fuck Up.  If it already exists, I'm sure it's in the armed forces of some or all countries of the world.

Listen you fucknuts:
(I'm calling it a mean name because I'm pissed.  The reason for me being slightly irritated--see I've already toned it down--is that these tracks have been out for months, and they are marvels of beauty and craftsmanship, and they have gotten so few plays compare to other ones not half as good, not as original, not as alive, not done with real care and love, etc.)

OK, Here we go, I'm a little pissed because I think I just realized that just about no one listens to the content of the playlists.  They appear to be some kind of marketing gimmick only I guess.  Since I am not absolutely certain of what I advance I will simply ignore it temporarily, and pretend that someone will listen to the music eventually.  This playlist will be public forever.  I swear it.
GO.

Oh, yes, one last thing.  If any of you who can read this cares, I welcome any and all comments about things I have did or said wrong.  I always welcome the opportunity to rectify anything that is wrong in what I do, say, or write.  (Yep, I'm old, I'm allowed to have such old fashion notions.)  I don't do that to be good, to be moral.  It's to survive in a way that is not too uncomfortable all the time.

Bisous.

P.S. Ah, I just thought about something else I want to bitch about.  I wasn't done, I apologize for that.
Shit I can't remember now.   I'll just come back.  Sorry.   ...

Ok, I remembered: aren't there people in this "business" who's job it is to spot good obscure stuff?  Were are they, these people?  I think they call them "scouts" maybe, ... I don't know much about that stuff so I will stop here.  I would not want to offend anyone.  I just feel bad about these tracks, like plants that will die if you don't water them.  I'm sensitive that way.

HK_WTF_short-tracks-eclectic

H-Divided State

About “Flickerstorm (Album Version)”
This track was inspired by the sounds of New Order and Echo & the Bunnymen that kept playing in my head under the moonlight.
I blended those influences with the dub and electronic elements I deeply admire, and it became the very first track I completed as Olttaoff.

Under my previous artist name, my works leaned more toward electronic downtempo. Over time, however, I realized that post-rock is an essential part of my identity, which led me to create this piece. In many ways, it feels like a return to my roots while moving forward.

It also marks a turning point in my process — shifting from hardware-based production to working fully in DAWs. The TR-909 featured on the artwork represents that transition, as well as a tribute to Roland, the iconic maker from my hometown in Japan.

Flickerstorm(Album Ver.)

Z-Pieces of Fears

lyrics

Can't be so sure
Anymore
Can't be so sure
Anymore
I know what you're thinking
I used to think the same
I'm seeing things that I've never seen
I'm hearing things 
that I wish I'd never heard
I think
I think
But I need the truth
I need the truth
I need the truth
Can't be so sure
Anymore
Can't be so sure
Anymore

can't be so sure

Poème de Mélanie Waldor (1796-1871).

Dors à mes pieds !... Rêve d'amour
Mon souffle, comme une caresse,
Glissera sur le pur contour
De ce beau front qu'avec paresse
Tu reposes sur mes genoux.
Dors à mes pieds, tout fait silence,
Hors la branche qui se balance,
Souple et frêle, au-dessus de nous ;
Dors à mes pieds, tout fait silence.

Sous mes baisers clos tes yeux noirs,
Tes yeux où brillent tant de flammes,
Qu'on les croirait les deux miroirs
Où se reflètent nos deux âmes.
Dors à mes pieds !... Rêve d'amour ;
Je suis jalouse de tes rêves,
Comme du temps que tu m'enlèves
Avec le monde chaque jour...
Je suis jalouse de tes rêves !...

Le soleil glisse à l'horizon.
Pas un souffle, pas un nuage...
Un rayon d'or, sur le gazon,
Reste comme un heureux présage !
Nos riches tapis ne sont pas
Aussi doux que ce lit de mousse
Où, folâtre, ta main repousse
Le brin d'herbe effleurant mon bras.
Dors sur l'herbe, les fleurs, la mousse...

Dors à mes pieds !... Rêve d'amour :
Mon souffle, comme une caresse,
Glissera sur le pur contour
De ce beau front qu'avec paresse
Tu reposes sur mes genoux.
Dors à mes pieds, tout fait silence,
Hors la branche qui se balance,
Souple et frêle, au-dessus de nous ;
Dors à mes pieds, tout fait silence.

Dors à mes pieds !

Child of Nature

Wild Wild West (Night on Earth Mix)

Wild Wild West (Remix 2025)

« La musique est pour les musiciens, le poème pour les poètes, la stupidité pour les stupides, mais l'amour est donné à celle qui le mérite. »
(Sivi le Poète, L'amour)

Aimons toujours ! Aimons encore
Victor Hugo
Aimons toujours ! Aimons encore !
Quand l’amour s’en va, l’espoir fuit.
L’amour, c’est le cri de l’aurore,
L’amour c’est l’hymne de la nuit.
Ce que le flot dit aux rivages,
Ce que le vent dit aux vieux monts,
Ce que l’astre dit aux nuages,
C’est le mot ineffable : Aimons !
L’amour fait songer, vivre et croire.
Il a pour réchauffer le coeur,
Un rayon de plus que la gloire,
Et ce rayon c’est le bonheur !
Aime ! qu’on les loue ou les blâme,
Toujours les grand coeurs aimeront :
Joins cette jeunesse de l’âme
A la jeunesse de ton front !
Aime, afin de charmer tes heures !
Afin qu’on voie en tes beaux yeux
Des voluptés intérieures
Le sourire mystérieux !
Aimons-nous toujours davantage !
Unissons-nous mieux chaque jour.
Les arbres croissent en feuillage ;
Que notre âme croisse en amour !
Soyons le miroir et l’image !
Soyons la fleur et le parfum !
Les amants, qui, seuls sous l’ombrage,
Se sentent deux et ne sont qu’un !
Les poètes cherchent les belles.
La femme, ange aux chastes faveurs,
Aime à rafraîchir sous ses ailes
Ces grand fronts brûlants et rêveurs.
Venez à nous, beautés touchantes !
Viens à moi, toi, mon bien, ma loi !
Ange ! viens à moi quand tu chantes,
Et, quand tu pleures, viens à moi !
Nous seuls comprenons vos extases.
Car notre esprit n’est point moqueur ;
Car les poètes sont les vases
Où les femmes versent leur coeurs.
Moi qui ne cherche dans ce monde
Que la seule réalité,
Moi qui laisse fuir comme l’onde
Tout ce qui n’est que vanité,
Je préfère aux biens dont s’enivre
L’orgueil du soldat ou du roi,
L’ombre que tu fais sur mon livre
Quand ton front se penche sur moi.
Toute ambition allumée
Dans notre esprit, brasier subtil,
Tombe en cendre ou vole en fumée,
Et l’on se dit :  » Qu’en reste-t-il ? « 
Tout plaisir, fleur à peine éclose
Dans notre avril sombre et terni,
S’effeuille et meurt, lis, myrte ou rose,
Et l’on se dit :  » C’est donc fini ! « 
L’amour seul reste. Ô noble femme
Si tu veux dans ce vil séjour,
Garder ta foi, garder ton âme,
Garder ton Dieu, garde l’amour !
Conserve en ton coeur, sans rien craindre,
Dusses-tu pleurer et souffrir,
La flamme qui ne peut s’éteindre
Et la fleur qui ne peut mourir !
Victor Hugo, Les contemplations, 1856

https://www.poetica.fr/poeme-5979/victor-hugo-aimons-toujours-aimons-encore/

Aimons toujours

Shanghai Subway - Υπόγειος Στην Σαγγάη

Said I wouldn’t reupload but I got a couple requests and that made me feel good so whatever

KISS OF KEROSENE 
last night I saw you in my dreams 
But you were leaving the way you always do it seems
I’m left with haunted memories 
Reminded of my failings 
It’s too late as leaves fall from the trees 

What to do when the heart is broken? 
Head won’t clear and my eyes can’t see 
Well I’ll send this devil back to the wind with a kiss of kerosene 
What to do when the heart is broken? 
Ears go deaf and these lungs won’t breathe
Well I’ll send this devil back to hell with a match and kerosene 

Tie you down in bed ,you wanted more 
Pinched, and bit, and bled, you wanted more 
Slapped your fucking head, you wanted more 
I’m so goddamn tired, you wanted more 
I just wanna hold you in my arms 
I just want you free and safe from harm 
Lie you down in bed, you wanted more 
Now I see you leaving out the door

KISS OF KEROSENE

my old friends from teaching in PDX are now teach in mystery school in india called woodstock
she is writing journal for publication
and i read then slept
had nightmare
of hidden hell places on the upper floors!!
be careful
made with stylophones
zoom h1
NCH

saturday morning india school nightmare

Deranged

Nutritious Metal

Synchrocyclotron

Sound wave

I Wanna Love Ya

We are always on the look out for new talent here at RAW WORX and KH (Airtaxi Records) has been on our radar for a while now with his acid banger tracks and this EP will not fail to disappoint!!  We kick off with 'Shake Your' and his signature acid vibes, 'This is Eszid' has Detroit influenced elements and 'Transformations' is a straight up techno stomper!!!

Label feedback & support comes from Pan-Pot, Anja Schneider, Slam, Balthazar & JackRock, Cristian Varela, Kaiserdisco, Truncate, Hollen, Paco Osuna, Simina Grigoriu, Len Faki, Markantonio, Ramon Tapia, Mauro Picotto, Sinisa Tamamovic, John Selway, Ignacio Arfeli, DJ Boris, Irregular Synth, Stiv Hey, Tomy DeClerque, Superstrobe, Roman Weber, Kaiser Souzia, Stacey Pullen, Electric Rescue, Steve Sai, Sisko Electrofanatik and many more

Delivered by <a href='http://www.label-worx.com'>Label Worx</a> on behalf of <a href='http://www.dynamorecordings.com'>RAW WORX</a>

RWX006 : KH - Transformations (Original Mix) [RAW WORX]

Progressive Metal Guitarist, Drummer, Bassist, and Keyboardist.

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International Vermin Conspiracy
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The vermin will outlive your grand children's grand children.
Like Mickey Mouse the vermin is eternal.
: )
Antifa is my cousin.  I heard some people were looking for her.  Since I like to be helpful when I can, she was in Alexandria last time I talked to her, three weeks ago.  I think she mentioned going to Zurich in the near future.
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As I understand it a conspiracy is supposed to be secret so please don't tell anyone.

Is it 1984 already?!?!
...

I have not been able to recover access to my other account [https://soundcloud.com/ha-kekong] for a couple of years.  I have tried a few times to get back into it but SoundCloud doesn't trust me.  Same phone number, same email addresses, and they still claim that they can't verify my identity.  I created that account about three years ago as a substitute to my regular account which SoundCloud temporarily closed.  They closed it as part of some upgrade procedure in their system, the result of a bug that affected many accounts, about two years ago.  Since SC did not inform its users I didn't know if that was permanent or not, so I created that other account which I can't access.  Don't be mad if I have not replied to your message in the past two years, that's because I never got them ; ) ... You can always reach me here though.
...

This one here (957729823) is for regular folks.

I love you, both.

...

You can't see it because of the angle with which I took the shot, aiming down, but beyond those blocks is the sea.  To the left is the Mediterranean, to the right is the Atlantic Ocean.  No it's not Gibraltar, but a little bit further West. ... Actually I checked recently and it is further North more than West, I thought I was facing South when in fact I probably was facing the Atlantic ocean, which is why I suppose the waves were of a decent size where we were.
...

My face and the bike are a courtesy of Joël Vaudreuil
[https://vimeo.com/user8897093]  ... Merci Joe!
I then went ahead and butchered his work with a borrowed helmet.
... Sorry Joe. =(
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I'm trying to promote what I think is good music, so if you want to help out a bit I'd rather you [like] or [repost] my *playlists* rather than my field recordings, if you don't mind, unless you are a die hard fan of those things. Thank you ; )

I speak French, so if you send me a private message, and that you are a francophone, please write in French, thank you.  ... I mean, you don't absolutely have to, but I would prefer it. 

All my field recordings (except for when I record a person) are public, freely downloadable by anyone who is able to click on the button.  I encourage anyone interested to use them in any way whatsoever, on purpose or accidentally. No need for permissions or credits or any other kind  of administrative maneuvers.
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Anarchists give me hope.

I'm a big fan of EFF.  Love ya EFF.  (no connection with the above line)
... and of course Richard Stallman and Linux and all the others.  Bless yous.

Now don't be lazy, go find out what it is this "EFF" that I'm talking about.  I'll give you a hint: it has to do with computers.

You have a nice day now.  Hugs & Kisses.

Synchrocyclotron

Brian Butts

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