A weekly steel-drift instrumental series blending jazz, trip-hop, Americana noir, and classic cocktails — a ritual told in lantern-light and memory.

HP Sessions is a 40-week sonic ritual — a long-form tribute to Paul, legacy, and the American heartline.
Each week pairs a handcrafted Steel Drift instrumental with a classic cocktail, filmed like a noir postcard from another lifetime:

porch-light glow, vintage TV hum, steel-guitar breath, ghost-air fog, and the quiet myth of a man who shaped a generation.

Every session is a portal:
steel-guitar jazz, trip-hop drift, psychedelic blues, Americana noir, and that unmistakable Honolulu Paul glow.

This isn’t just music — it’s a ritual of memory and reinvention.
A 40-week story told in lantern-light, smoke, and sound.

Fridays at midnight.
A new drink.
A new world.

Honolulu Paul Sessions

👻 Ghost in my studio 👻

A vibrant deep house and EDM sunrise anthem blending modern club energy with cinematic emotion. Lifelike vocals, glowing chords, soaring harmonies, and a hypnotic groove built for late night dancing into dawn. Perfect for festivals, rooftop sets, after hours mixes, and sunrise playlists. Released by Isle of Myth on November 14 2025.
Performed by Artemis & Nymphs.

Until The Sunrises

Mueve

Vieux Carré — Under a Blood-Red Moon
A neo-jazz / lo-fi fusion built around warm 1950s-style pedal steel guitar, drifting Rhodes chords, upright bass, and a dusty trip-hop sway. Slow bends, vinyl crackle, and a late-night New Orleans glow.
85 BPM · mellow · cinematic · midnight mood.

Vieux Carré

Generation Alpha

Silk Pulse

A proper production of a demo I put out last month. Credit and thanks to https://soundcloud.com/sparky-bonehead for the line "I can see my house from here" ✌️

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Lyrics:

Today is my birthday
No wrapping paper on the floor
Because I am fifty
No one buys me presents anymore

But it’s ok, I’ve had a few before
I wipe the tears from my eyes

And think back
To that little boy
Surrounded by boxes of joy, and
He’s sitting there wondering what
His life will be like
When he’s fifty

The clouds are gathering
We’re all just flowers in the rain
I’m getting used to it
Well, I’m good friends with the pain

But it’s ok, I know there’s not long left
I wipe the tears from my eyes

And think back
To that little boy
Surrounded by boxes of joy
He’s sitting there wondering what
His life will be like
When he’s fifty
When he’s fifty

When you’re fifty
Life is strange
When you’re fifty
When you’re fifty
Life is strange
When you’re fifty
I can see my house from here
Life is strange
When you're fifty
Life is strange
When you get here

But it’s ok, I've had a few before
I wipe the tears from my eyes

And think back
To that little boy
Surrounded by boxes of joy
He’s sitting there wondering what
His life will be like
When he’s fifty

Fifty (I can see my house from here)

A smoky-bar triphop drift with steel-guitar soul.
“Martinez” blends warm pedal-steel slides, late-night Rhodes chords, and a slow-burn hip-hop pulse.
Cinematic, moody, and made for after-hours — inspired by my grandfather’s 1950s steel guitar roots, reimagined through the 40 Spirits lens.

Week 2 of the Honolulu Paul Sessions.

Martinez

Pull me Close

drug friends by Nova J

[Intro]
Mmm whuhmm

[Verse 1]
When you were high, they were stopping by
When supplies ran low, they hit the road
If you stock back up, they wanna come ‘round 
All them flakes and fakes, fillin’ up your place
With their tall tales, like killer whales
Comin’ for your blow hole

[Pre Chorus]
But you can’t sustain the life they demand
To hang out with your ice in their cocktail glass

[Chorus]
Cuz they drug friends, drug friends
They got nothin’ nothin’ nothin’
You got nothin’ to lose
Nothin’ to lose but drug friends 

[Hook]
Whoa oooh but drug friends 

[Verse 2]
Cuz they all say how much they love it there
If they play games and scroll for days
And they all show up ‘till you fool yourself
Into thinking you’re popular in all ways 
And you can’t believe you put faith in phony rats
And you’re sick n’ tired of fair weather sycophants 

[Chorus]
Cuz they drug friends, drug friends
They got nothin’ nothin’ nothin’
You got nothin’ to lose
Nothin’ to lose but drug friends 

Drug friends, drug friends
They got nothin’ nothin’ nothin’
You got nothin’ to lose
Nothin’ to lose but drug friends 

[Hook]
(Whoa oh oh ooop oh oh ooop)
Whoa oooh whoa oooh 
whoa ooooh whoa ooooh whoa oh oh whoa oh oh

[Bridge]
You wrote your best friend from rehab
He stood you up when you got clean 
Your friend with benefits ghosts you 
Cuz sober sex ain’t his game
Your heart is broke n’ betrayed 
By they selfish and hurtful ways

[Chorus]
Cuz they drug friends, drug friends
They got nothin’ nothin’ nothin’
You got nothin’ to lose
Nothin’ to lose but drug friends 

Drug friends, drug friends
They got nothin’ nothin’ nothin’
You got nothin’ to lose
Nothin’ to lose but drug friends 

[Hook]
(Whoa oh ooop whoa oh oh ooop oooh whoa whoa)
Whoa oh oh ooop oh oh ooop oooh whoa oh whoa oooh

[Final Chorus]
Drug friends, drug friends
They got nothin’ nothin’ nothin’
You got nothin’ to lose
Nothin’ to lose but drug friends 

Drug friends, drug friends
They got nothin’ nothin’ nothin’
You got nothin’ to lose
Nothin’ to lose but drug friends

drug friends

Steel Drift pushes into electric dream territory on Week 3 of the Honolulu Paul Sessions. Psychedelic jazz fusion twists with glitchy hip-hop pulses, steel guitar bending wild neon arcs over Rhodes haze and drifting horn echoes. A wired, fever-bright groove at ~118 BPM pulls you into a storm of movement where rhythm mutates and light trembles. Paired with the Monkey Gland cocktail — gin and orange igniting bright while absinthe whispers its green riddle — this week hits like sparks inside the electric fog.

Monkey Gland

Lyrics & vocals : Mireille Lévis

Music : Mathieu

The Other Side

Part of the Honolulu Paul Sessions, a weekly instrumental series blending steel guitar, jazz-hop, and late-night atmosphere.

“Fallen Angel” is meant for quiet rooms and after-hours listening.

Fallen Angel

Aurora-born RUIN79 doesn’t make songs — he builds worlds.
A genre-shifting storyteller blending trap, blues, drill, noir jazz, steel-guitar drift, ambient smoke, and poetic grit into a signature process he calls Digital Verse Composition.

His work spans multiple realities:
• The Devil’s Ledger — a haunted blues-trap mythology
• Digital Verses — parallel-universe mutations of the ledger
• Honolulu Paul Sessions — a 40-week steel-drift ritual pairing jazz, Americana, and classic cocktails
• ILLA Workshop — the creative engine behind every realm

RUIN79’s music isn’t defined by sound — it’s defined by truth, intention, and world-building.
Every track is a portal.
Every project, a universe.
Every release, a chapter in the myth.

Vieux Carré

RUIN79 - Illa Workshop

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