Bagus Wirata - Megaleng Rindu

The Egyptian Star's exquisite beauty is like a cascade of stars blooming right before your eyes. Its delicate star-shaped flowers, like a scattering of little magical stars, open on the bush like secret messages of love, creating an atmosphere of magic and romance.

Like dewdrops, the flowers of this plant, with their rich colours ranging from pink to purple, are a delight to behold. Pentas lanceolata becomes a bridge between us and the mysterious world of nature, reminding us of the beauty of that moment when beauty and tenderness meet.

Make We Stop feat. Nai-Jah

Rust & Shadows" is more than just an album, it's a journey through dimly lit bars, empty roads, and lost dreams. Each track carries the weight of time, echoing in the raw guitar slides, moody basslines, and soul-stirring vocals.

From whiskey-soaked regrets to midnight whispers, this collection of slow blues tells stories of love, loss, and the ghosts that never fade. Let the melodies sink in, and let the shadows speak.

Press play, close your eyes, and let the blues take over.

The River Knows My Name

Everyone carries their burden

Una città che si ripete. Un cuore che si spegne piano tra scale, pause pranzo e tram in ritardo.
Giorni Fotocopia è un diario a bassa voce, scritto nelle pieghe della routine.
Un funk minimale, una poesia urbana stropicciata, una voce che racconta ciò che resta quando nulla cambia.

Giorni Fotocopia

**“Liturgia del Disincanto”** is a poetic and apocalyptic hymn to the loss of meaning in the contemporary world, constructed as a secular ritual that celebrates the collapse of faith, ideologies, and identity. The narrative voice, disillusioned yet still alert, moves through an inner and outer landscape of moral ruins (“weary saints”), profane visions (“God at the edge of the bar”), and a corrupted future (“a river of pitch”), where even faith slowly dissolves. The chorus (“we are ash and fire”) becomes a human mantra, suspended between destruction and the hope for redemption, while the music evokes a world that is broken, sacred, and industrial. The bridge and outro close the circle by transforming disillusionment into a new kind of liturgy — a cult of absence and vulnerable flesh, where God hides and the only possible act is to keep singing — balancing precariously between ruin and resistance.

Liturgia Del Disincanto

SE ME VA A DAR x Morrinson x Brandetten x King Montana

Caged, Not Cured

Novo Amor - Carry You

Artist • Poet • Word Engineer

Scapin is a wanderer of language — a poet who bends meaning and rhythm to expose what hides beneath the noise. His art moves between spoken word and dark, cinematic rock-noir, where silence breathes as much as sound. Each piece is a fragment of introspection — intimate, tense, and haunted by beauty — a dialogue between absence and endurance.

After years spent crossing continents and cultures, Scapin now develops two intertwined worlds:

Scapin, his French-language solo project — a poetic and nocturnal universe blending spoken word, rock, and experimental sound design. It’s a space where words are sculpted like light through smoke; where emotion replaces ornament, and truth is whispered rather than declared. Through his native tongue, he explores silence, absence, and the fragile humanity behind every noise — a dark mirror of intimacy and resistance.

JAF Collective Sound System (JCSS) — a cross-language Hip-Hop collective crafting sharp, satirical lyrics and innovative beats. Their sound fuses rap, irony, and social critique into a sonic laboratory where rhythm meets rhetoric. From the political punch of Gold-Plated Wig Man to the existential mock-trial of I Am a Cat, JCSS turns language into both weapon and reflection.

At the crossroads of poetry and rebellion, Scapin & JCSS build worlds where language becomes a mirror — revealing the absurd, the sacred, and the fragile balance between what we say and what we hide.

Caged, Not Cured

Scapin / JAF Collective Sound System (JCSS)