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A Coward's Confession

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A Cowards Confession by Thomas Gaist

Sonogram

I was browsing threads down Savile Row
Window-shoppin' for my ego’s glow
Then I saw you—pow!—by the mannequin
The kind of swagger that should be a sin

Cufflinks clickin’ like Morse code for love
That blazer fit like a silk hand in glove
Your trousers tight? Sir, that’s no disgrace
They filed a lawsuit for public embrace

Suits you, sir! Oh my days!
That fabric flirts in mysterious ways
Tailor-stitched with forbidden delight
You turn a fitting room into a nightclub night

Suits you, sir! You cheeky flirt!
That jacket’s got more game than a dessert cart
From collar to seam, you redefine grace
Even mirrors pause to admire your face

We met by the cravat display
You said, “You like tweed?” I said, “Namaste.”
Your tie whispered secrets from centuries past
A Victorian ghost said, “That fit will last."

Waistcoat snug like a scandal in May
You sauntered past, and the mannequins swayed
Those pleats? Illegal in seven states
Your walk’s a catwalk of shifting fates

Suits you, sir! Like a glove of gold!
Your vest could talk a priest out the cold
Epaulettes wink with unspoken lust
Your buttons hold secrets and dry-cleaned trust

Suits you, sir! A work of art!
You turned a tailor’s tape into Cupid’s dart
From hat to heel, from sock to smirk
You made polyester do divine work

Your look? Quantum. Your threads? Elite
That blazer was measured in existential heat
Fabric so fresh it bends the rules
Your lapels give TED Talks in private schools
If reality’s stitched — then baby, you’re proof
That style’s the Matrix and you’re the Truth

Shoulders strong like narrative arcs
You left skid marks in department store parks
Even mannequins whispered “Oh my word,”
And the cashmere cried out, “Suits you, sir!”

Suits you, sir! Oh sweet divine!
You turned a changing room into sacred shrine
A tie so sharp it cut through time
Even clocks pause to admire the line

Suits you, sir! You legend bold!
Even dry cleaners handle you in gold
Fashion’s final boss, its apex thread
With shoes so sleek they raise the dead

Suits you, sir! Eternal flame!
You made a herringbone whisper your name
Tailored not just to hips and thighs
But to dreams, illusions, and social lies

Suits you, sir! One last round!
Even gravity gives you extra ground
With that look, you’ve hacked the game
Now every mirror just chants your name

SUITS. YOU. SIR.
(Oooh… you knew it did.)

Louise Gandalfini - Suits You Sir!

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Track 4 - A Series of Happenings 

Mixed by : Keenan Thomas(@mrkeenan) 
Mastered by : Thomas Juth
Artwork by Girish Malap

Vocals : Aditi Ramesh, The Accountant
Drums : Nachiket Karekar

Lyrics:

Cookie:
Searching For God
Thirsting for Knowledge
Professors turned my honest 
So I dropped out of college
Now I'm dropping knowledge
At these shows supersonic
Full of bros and hoes dropping feet
As the beat goes..

RaVam -
I'm a polymath, concerned with stash,
sticky herb n hash, wickedy word n math, turn to ash, 
when nrtya churn a track, i be a gladiator,
all y'all epsilon, i'm gamma oscillations,
banner-mannered on exaggeration,
as a form of arbitration or syncopation,
My words provide provocation,
for conglomerations, capitalizing on the basis,
of delectations n commendations, 
for incorporation in corroborations,
of simulated altercations, for alterations of,
spindling, underlings,
unbecoming n appalling,
stalling to your callings,
over nonsense, this college that office,
soon making time to go walking,        
I be crossing, enduring,
pound for pound, a sterling, in the morning,
discerning, unfaltering,
with the clan bonging, it's a fortune, 
that boredom, we ain't accosting,
or endorsing, this the tropics,
with the skills of a billion ills,
peripatetic heretics,
be protagonists cast by metallurgics
Altruists amalgamate thine idiolect,
young money cash money b,
that's all they hope you hope to get,
watch your step, they 2 steps ahead,
they want your brain, to train,
sounds insane, 
another day on this planet, 
the chinese be manufacturers,
where’s the fuck is the capital,
for the capitalist, in this free market of rations,
and uncollected taxes, trillions hoarded in mattresses,
landfills overfilled with trashes n roads with traffickers,

The Accountant - 
Leakage and catastrophe
Baby, this my prophesy
I just wanna step into a limbo ass parody

Thats a definition for the internet 
Stay connect
Bourgeois thinkers always leaping up a step ahead  
But thats a lie
You're alive, we align
To every rhyme
Everybody staying true
But thats just Another prophesy, overdue.
Not to undermine the bounds of leaps that we breaking through
But i wish there was another side
Where all of this could break through to. 

Rightfully consumerism is a riddle
Waiting to diddle realities
Masked by ideologies 
of democracy recently preceded by hypocrisy 
Societies crumble under the pressure of myth and lore
See lord, we need permanent solution
A pillbox policy
Farm to door absorbency 
Propensity to counterfeit 
Dirty ass politics
Be arised by our happenings 
Assonance of ideas 
Babbling , baffling , battling the cabinets
cancelling cancerous, grapple with theology,
building with the blocks of good intentioned policy

Tansane - Campus Recruitment (ft. Aditi Ramesh x The Accountant)

Produced by Timsters. Mixed by Michael Declerck

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Some songs for summer days by the pool. 
Hugs & Bisous !
Kazy Lambist

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Night Plane’s Miami Mix of Soul Clap is for the heat, palm trees, shimmering turquoise, tequila, bad neighborhoods, and a metal bar in Little Haiti. 
Out now on Soul Clap - The Alezby Inn Remixes (Wolf + Lamb)

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