@realdreamcaster
prod @silversxo @methboiswag @prod-roxa

flood x dreamcaster - badmood(silver + methboiswag + roxa)

HelloOperator (AgentKush) Prod. Ben, Facy, Tek

You have no clue what we had to do to get this out. I could go into detail but we both know who would roll and Smoke us. When we saw (Redacted) in the cave we Immediately knew the .556 We had on us would never stand a chance.  The last time we let them Loose they ended up rolling 5 Good men; This time it was 8. But I swear, on my SmokeTeam, It will never be 2. 
It's not everyday you get to watch a SmokeMiracle happen before your eyes, But Operatives manage to find themselves growing and adapting to the everchanging sitution in Baghdad everyday. It's Not the thrill of battle that we're after, or the Glory of mounds of Packistan, but instead to bring Beautiful SmokeHymns not only to ForeginLocals, but Civilians as well. This took a lot out of us. We sacrificed much, but in the end we all Know it will be worth it. There are so many SmokeOperatives ready to be awakened and follow the SmokeTeam into the most dangerous Operations, since the Mujahadeen Invasion. We'll be in Touch

This Is Smoke Team Operation

Prod: @heavnthral
Artwork: @falinee

All these antiques on me like a dead body walking,
I pulled The Sword from the Stone,
I just want to break bread and drink His blood,
I pulled The Sword from the Stone,

I turned his dad to ash then charged him for a fee,
Bought some Fleur de Lis with blood money staining my jeans,
When I die tell my nephew that he can have my sword,
Working on myself too much forgot to praise The Lord,

All of my trinkets magnificent these pieces came with certificates,
I see it, I want it, I buy it, I don't check the price, I'm having it,
All these antiques on me like a dead body walking,
All the heirlooms on me you'd think i'd been grave robbing,

Foreign fabrics on me head to toe,
Raise me up, Lazarus rose,
Raise me up, Sword in the Stone,
Take me home,

Get rid of this earthly stuff,
I just want to break bread and drink His blood, Feel love,
I know I'm going to hell what I do it not enough,
What I do is not enough,

You're not trying, I swear I'm trying,
Please stop trying my head,
But I'm trying my best...

I turned his dad to ash then charged him for a fee,
Bought some Fleur de Lis with blood money staining my jeans,
When I die tell my nephew that he can have my sword,
Working on myself too much forgot to praise The Lord,

"Is It Enough? 
Trying To Walk With God But I Fail And Fall 
Sit On The Bluffs 
Think Highly Of Myself But You Prove Me Wrong 
Pull My Sword 
Gotta Slay The Beast, Kill These Evils In Me 
I’m My Lords 
Gotta Become What He Needs Me To Be 
Thistles And Thorns 
Bring Forth The Warmth Of His Light I Walk Towards 
When I’m A Corpse Please Do Not Mourn I Am With Him Once More 
I Know The Way Is Never Clear 
I Know His Words We Must Adhere 
Even Without Sword I Will Not Fear 
Evil Disappears, Does Not Reappear"

I turned his dad to ash then charged him for a fee,
Bought some Fleur de Lis with blood money staining my jeans,
When I die tell my nephew that he can have my sword,
Working on myself too much forgot to praise The Lord,

I just want to break bread and drink His blood,
I pulled The Sword from the Stone,
All these antiques on me like a dead body walking,
I pulled The Sword from the Stone,

The Sword in the Stone (feat. Heavnthral)

I've cutting deep lately,
I'm waiting for the gods to take me,
higher and higher,
I smoke until I can't see,
I got a pit in my stomache where the lean used to be,
I go all the way,
higher and higher,
I am just 22,
I am just 22,
I don't want to watch the years go by,
Watch the sky change colours like the lean in my sprite,
Remeber days when it was canada dry,
It didn't mean nothing,
As long as we try,
It didn't mean nothing,
Benlyn tears we cry,
It didn't mean nothing,
Years done passed me by,

do you still dream of me

interlude-monologue (Gweilo Ghost)

Per Aspera Ad Astra. For old time's sake. 

I’d do well to shed my skin 
To strip my hollow heart bare and let you in
Won’t say a word won’t do a thing
Cuz If I showed my true self what would you think 
Through hardship it scares me
I’m speaking through a forked tongue 
since day one
eclipsed, I’m staring in to a black sun 
Discharged from military, leftover F431 in Al-Anon
you want insight in to why I do wrong
 
I Plead the fifth you know I got my reasons
Borrowed bliss summit I’m in love with chasing feelings 
If I confessed would you still have sworn allegiance 
Hanging by a thread you call my name and my grip weakens 
I’d throw everything away 
To break these chains for good but i could never find a way 
So I just live it everyday 
Deliver me from us Oh god I plead plead plead
Hard time 
You never loved like you were supposed to
I’m not someone you’d ever dream of getting close to
Flying 
Relive the feeling when I chose you 
There were no limits  to the suffering you could go through 
This life gets hard if all you think about is death 
Find a way out in ecstasy I’ll breathe my final breath 
Watch me shaking with my right hand when my spirit hand is left 
Lightning path its blitzkrieg  a compass hanging round my neck 

I’d do well to shed my skin 
To strip my hollow heart bare and let you in
Won’t say a word won’t do a thing
Cuz If I showed my true self what would you think 
Through hardship it scares me
I’m speaking through a forked tongue 
since day one
eclipsed, I’m staring in to a black sun 
Discharged from military, leftover F431 in Al-Anon
you want insight in to why I do wrong

F43.1 (prod. DJ HURTLOCKER)

The soundscape composition: “Preemptive Listening Perspective, North Sea” is a pre-warning signal soundscape about the increasing numbers of windmills and their related activities on the North Sea as a solution for “sustainability by electrification”. It is meant to create more awareness, discussions, research and thinking about the (acoustic) ecological impacts on different levels, above and under-water, for (fisher)man, marine live, sea flora,  present day and future. Rethinking the possible positive and negative effects.  And what will be the including effects of climate changes, changing water temperatures of the North Sea, the grow and migration of new species, effects on oceans on a more global scale. What will sustain, grow, migrate and remain in the (sound) habitat of the North Sea?

You hear:  sounds and signals from the North Sea: the Belgium pre-alarm with Dutch Sirenes,  cats bell, and other (alarming) sounds, animal sounds: humpback whale, porpoise, seal, the musical vocalizations of their rhythmic way of communication, rumbling sounds of large windmills  in a gliding perspective.

“Preemptive Listening Perspective, North Sea” is inspired by the “Preemptive Listening film / project” of Aura Satz.

The composition will be part of the Listening Session: "Resonant Ecology" (30 - 10 -'25.) to explore communication beyond the human-across species, systems and technologies; a collaboration of Murmur-contemporary and the Swiss Society for Acoustic Ecology (EU member organisation of the World Forum of Acoustic Ecology). How do you think about the changing (acoustic) ecology of the North Sea ...?

Preemptive Listening Perspective, North Sea

Preemptive Listening Perspective, North Sea, 2025, Ricardo Huisman

1. Aäg, a DJ and producer from Porto, sees music as a way to evoke emotions. In electronic music, he found his space to explore sounds that range from introspective ambient textures to the most intense rhythms of the dance floor. His early love for raves revealed the culture that still inspires him, driving his desire to learn and contribute to the scene. Since 2022, he’s part of Analytical Convenience, a collective of artists bound by a shared vision of collaboration and creativity.

R.002 EP

Addicted

The 60's were a good era for 'psychedelic' music - at least, this is what's said. Allow me some visual clanging and flip that 6 to a 9 and talk about the Seattle 90's, also effluent in the 'psychedelic':

"I’ve been listening to old Nirvana bootlegs. I can say my music is influenced by the smashing of instruments at the end of their gigs. Each one is a unique orchestration but within a structure until it exhausts itself. It’s not random or just noise. There is a timing and build of tension. It is even more dramatic to only hear it rather than to watch it.

Kurt Cobain used to make music by surfing the radio and piecing it together with no editing, like early musique concrete collages. He had an old cassette recorder where you have to push the record and play buttons together and then push pause. You can hear the clicks, the getting up to speed..."*

...the tape warbles, and the shitilly timed stops.

*excerpted from the conversation with Tom Moody (www.tommoody.us/archives/2020/12/04/on-breaking-the-square-a-conversation-between-john-parker-and-tom-moody/)

Always live and improvised: Step.4D™ by St Celfer™.

interlude-monologue (Gweilo Ghost)

FFFREAK

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