CLEM - LOUD & BASS (Techno 130bpm)

Tracklisting; 

1, Dave Angel - Peekaboo
2, Ramiro Lopez - Easy Easy
3, Dave Angel - Glide
4, Confidential Recipe - Fank Groove
5, Confidential Recipe - Right Now
6, Confidential Recipes - Sharp
7, Markantonio - Chromatic 
8, Markantonio - Keep Moving
9, Mark Antonio - Slave
10, Casual Treatment - Somethin’ Else 
11, Confidential Recipe - In Da Club
12, Uncertain - Anxious
13, Ben Sims , Mark Broom - W.W.W.W.W.W.W.Work
14, Mark Broom - Late Night Rave Muncher

Big thanks and respect to all the DJs artists and producers whose work features in this mix.
The set has been mixed for enjoyment purposes only and no money is to be made from this recording.

New techno mix
141bpm throughout

Hope you all enjoy this one and as always please forgive any ropey mixing.

Thanks to everyone that shows me support, means the world to me so cheers.

Craig 🫶🏻🫶🏻

Techno - DJ Mix 157 - Opium ( 141 BPM )

wanna be with u /Free DL/

Brain Pain (140 Bpm)

Quick.Summer.Mashups.Test.LiveMixing.Mashups.Extracted 
from Roadtrip To Ibiza 2023 Mixtape :

1️⃣ Parov Stelar x Pleasurekraft - Carny All Night (MAshUp)
2️⃣ LO'99 x Novak - Talima is Bumpin' (MAshUp)

Let Me Know What Ya Think 😎

Summer MAshUps 2023

music and lyrics composed and written by Jack Timothy Oake Randell (Jak Raven)
produced (engineered & recorded) Jak Raven
instrumentation performed and edited by Jak Raven

"what-do-i-do-what-do-i-do-what-do-i-do-what-do-i-do????"

tackling the jibberish showing that i care
"in through one ear - out through the pair"
happy to assist with a cuddle or a kiss
it's the mistress now she's cutting up her wrist
and i haven't got a clue what the Fffffinest do
with a phone call-don't talk-only if i knew
pulling all the stops out- breed me dry
be another blood-sucker in the sky

pray upon the kind and you know the kind i mean
black and white, i mean green
you emotional fiend
said 'stay alive' said the "junky" on the scene
cheer up 'emo', it's only a dream

make a cuppa tea but it's for her not me
sound off "One sugar?"
she says "THREE!!!"
take a bar of 70% in the heart
it was meant just that, not a life-long decree
and i haven't got a clue what the Fffffinest do
with a phone call, don't talk, only if i knew
pulling all the stops out- bleed me dry
be another blood-sucker in the sky

pray upon the kind and you know the kind i mean
black and white, i mean green
you emotional fiend
said 'stay alive' said the "junky" on the scene
cheer up 'emo', it's only a dream

(Lead Solo)

kind i mean
black and white, i mean green
you emotional fiend
said 'stay alive' said the "junky" on the scene
cheer up 'emo', it's only a kind i mean
black and white, i mean green
you emotional fiend
said 'stay alive' said the "junky" on the scene
cheer up 'emo', it's only a dream

written and composed 2007-2008 during fronting Crimson Playdö band in ledbury

this song is copyright control
all rights reserved 2023 c

Black, White & Green - 17:08:2023, 18.59

19th July Live on Shedbass

TECH HOUSE MIX HYPNO PARTY SEPTEMBER 23 1 HOURS

Beat works by Hubbs, everything else by Neekoo

Neekoo & Hubbs - Roast'em

The Pessimist
Words & music by Geeezer

I've poured my soul into music for four relentless decades, pushing it out into the world for three of those, met with nothing but a deafening silence. They say my music's more than just melodies; it's a visionary's work. I've even been called a savant, whether it's true or no, but what good are labels when they fall on indifferent ears?

In the past two years, life's thrown its cruelest punches. Lost my lifelong friend to the merciless grip of COVID, then, like a brutal encore, my brother followed him into the void. Since then, my music's been a flood, an endless torrent of creativity, but it feels like screaming into an abyss.

This piece? It's the raw, unfiltered essence of rage, the taste of frustration so thick it chokes. Every track I hammer out is a piece of my being, each surpassing the last. Yet, here I am, a supposed "savant," shouting into a void, my visionary symphony unheard, my frustrations boiling over, as a bitter broth, untasted, onto the floor.

LYRICS
Nothing to bite but dust.
Nothing to heal but pain,
Nothing to break but bread,
Nothing to count but loss again and again.

Nothing to draw but blanks,
Nothing to fill but voids,
Nothing to build but walls,
And nothing to hear but noise, noise, noise.

Nothing to prove but points.
Nothing to catch but breath,
Nothing to play but roles,
Nothing to evade but death.

Nothing to find but flaws,
Nothing to change but plans,
Nothing to hold but emptiness,
In these shaking hands.

Nothing to trust but doubt,
Nothing to fight but war,
Nothing to get but bent,
Nothing to settle but the fucking score.

Nowhere to get but lost,
Nothing to fear but self,
Nowhere to piss but off.
Nothing to spread but wealth.

The Pessimist

The Pessimist (Explicit)

Geeezer, a sage of 52 years, hails from the wild woods of Maine, toiling in the heart of the electronic music circuit for what seems like an eternity. This maestro, steeped in the ancient rhythms of classical symphonies, the playful chaos of jazz, and the deep, dark heartbeat EDM, has concocted a brew of sound so strange and enticing, it'd make a wooden leg dance.

The Pessimist (Explicit)

GeeezerEDM

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