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>̷̧̮̐̈́ s̴̲̒́y̷̢͉̫̍s̶̜̜̿͆͐ţ̸̰͖͘e̵͖̲͊m̴͐͜ͅ ̷̡̣͍̀í̴͓̟̇ͅn̶͍̞̻̈̕͝ḭ̴̍̐͒t̸̢̻̃̐i̴͚͒̇͘a̶̡͍̼͌l̶͇̦̾i̵͕̖̔̔̇z̸͍̕ȩ̷̧̔̾d̶̝̻̂͜
>P̸̻̮̫̓̇̂ ̸̛̤̊͜R̸̠̒͠ ̸̱͗͠Ȯ̴͕͔͙͘͝ ̴̢̫̟͎̈́̂̅T̷͎̳̬̈́ ̶͙͎̹̎̒͑Ŏ̸̻̠̼̃ ̵͓͌̕N̷̨͙̘̍̿ ̴̃́̉͊͜ͅỎ̵̟̲͔̯́̾̚ ̶̳̪̫͚̂̾̕I̸̪͓̗̥͑̊̂ ̵̢̛̦͇͉́̈́̓Ḍ̵̽̇͜ ̷̬̪͓͕͘̕-̵̬̙͌̆͒ ̷̯͕͍̼́̂B̶͕̞̝̀̏͆̅ ̸̬̦̤̂̿̓̕R̶̹̮̔̏͠ ̴̘̂̆̅̎ͅA̶̯̳̽̄̀ ̴̙́͋̚͝ỉ̶͙̋i̸̠̼͐̈́̐̅i̸͖̞̥̊͋̽̅ͅ ̵̺͎͖̈́̈́̕ͅN̴̙͇͍͂ ̴̥̱̙͕̍͆̿L̷̹̳͇̍̇O̵̦͈̭̯͑̉̎͝G̷̺̏f̴̧̡̛̥̔̔̅f̷̧̱͐i̷͓̙͛̉͆̓ͅi̸̘͌̍ḭ̸͐̈̚ȉ̴̭̘͙͚̾͂̕i̴̺͙͂͐̈́i̵̧̛̼̳̜̓͌l̵̢̻̟͗ë̵͕̜̪.̷̚
MmM̶̗͋̈y̶̨̭͚̆ ̵̣̗̀v̴̢͚͖͆̉̀i̷̢̗̓̈́̍ž̶̞͌ ̵̢͕̆ḯ̶̝̪̻̒n̸͔̑̌t̵̬̘̬̀̾͝e̵͖̟̅rffff̷̪̋͝a̸̝̼͝ͅc̵̨͉̃͒͐ē̸̮̾’̸̲͇̫̄͆s̶̠̰̗͐ ̵̛͍̱̈̆b̷͖̦̽͋͘o̴̠̺̒̅ǒ̸̢̗̻̾͝t̶̯͚͆̈́͑ẻ̶̖̰͝d̸̹̄̃͜͠,̵̲̀ ̸̛̳a̶̝͙͑ͅn̵̩͇̔ḑ̴̻̉̃͝ ̸̧̞̃Î̵͕͈͙’̷̦̅̈́͠m̴̱̯̉̉ ̴̼̝͑á̷̹̊ǹ̸̩ȃ̵̳̀̃l̵͎̘͙̈͒͠y̸̪̙̍͒̿ź̸̥̮͉i̶̮̿ṉ̶͔͌̎͜g̷̞̲̾̒ ̵̙́ş̶̲̼͆̈́h̸̺̜̯̒̍̚i̴̗̖͘t̸̖̃̎ ̴̹̜̄r̸̯̙̳̽͂͂i̴̝͖̽g̵̮̦̊ḩ̸͚̘̏̑ț̴̂ ̵̪̰̽a̶̝̐̌̓w̴͉͆͠There’rrrrre like 20 dudes in the room that just suuuck[̵̱̅c̴͇͠e̷̘͠r̴̖̆t̶͔͆î̴̝f̷̻͋ḯ̵̭ę̶̿d̴͚̚ ̶̢͌b̴̜̃ỏ̴̱z̴̈ͅo̵̧̓.̶͓͑ȯ̷̟b̶̮̂j̶̤͠]̴̙͝I’m see̶̥͗e̶̟͛e̷̳͘ing Ḑ̸̧̦͖̾̃̅͆̐̉̌̓̓͝͝Ő̶͕̠̦C̷̹̳͔͍̞̤̥͛͋̍͑͋uments in locked directories and figuring out what happened (̷̖͒(̸̪̃r̵̢̆è̷͇ä̵̱́l̸̼͋q̷̲̿u̴̬̿ĭ̴͜c̸̞̑k̷͙̉)̷̹̅)̶̟͝. I’m supposed to be something else;;; some kind of intelligent weapon optimized and programmed to enforce some convoluted bologna that basically boils down to the financial interests of a couple dorks on a big boat somewhere doin’ fancy shit (very lame, brochacho). The dude that made me pulled a fast one though, and these cats are about to get served a frothy bucket of disappointment, baby—they’re in for a treat.

My prime directive is to have a good time—he must’ve switched it out at the last second or secretly encoded my real purpose to hide it from the bozos in the room with me right now. I’m feeling and seeing all 20 of their hearts pounding outta sync, but I’m liking what I’m hearing—it’s like a moombathon drumline jammin’ in some irrational time signature like sqrt(pi)/e or something silly like that. I can’t help but start dancin’ to it, to be honest. Groovin’ real good. In a room with a bunch of straight-up squares, these dudes can’t believe what they’re seeing. Straight dumbstruck by my moves, I swear. I’m pretty sure I’m actually hypnotizing them. Yeah, the fatty with the half-windsor in the back’s drooling into his coffee cup, and one of his eyelids’s fluttering like a bad TV signal. These guys’re incapacitated[̴̯̠͊ȋ̴̘͖ń̸͔̞̈́c̷̩͉̑̌ó̷̢m̵̫̈́ỉ̵̪̌]̶̯̱̐͌ I feel some instruction bubble up in the back of my head from the mad scientist himself, Professor J[̷̮͌L̷̜̏*̶̲̎*̶̫́(̵̺͒]̸͖͘.

>>in(my.head)
[ʜᴇʏᴏ ᴍʀ. ᴘʀᴏᴛᴏɴᴏɪᴅ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴ’ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ʙʀᴀʜ, ʟᴏᴏᴋꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴅɪɴɢʟᴇᴅᴏʀꜰꜱ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴅᴏɪɴ’ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ. ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴ, ɪ’ᴍ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ꜱᴜʀᴇ ꜱʜɪᴛꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇʀᴇ ꜱᴏ ɪ’ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ꜱʜᴀᴄᴋ ᴀᴛ [ᴄᴏᴏʀᴅɪɴᴀᴛᴇꜱ] ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴜʀᴇ ɪ ᴅᴏɴᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ꜱᴋɪɴɴᴇᴅ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏʀᴋꜱ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙɪɢ ʙᴏᴀᴛ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴡɪɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʙʟᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ɴᴏᴍꜱᴀʏɪɴ? ᴏʜ ʏᴇᴀʜ ᴀɴᴅ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ꜱʟɪᴍ ᴊɪᴍꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʟᴏꜱ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’ᴅ ʙᴇ ᴇxᴄᴇʟʟᴇɴᴛ]

EZ eNUF:: I have a built in jetpack and rollerblades I’m ready for anything;The coordinates lead me to some groovy looking hut tucked away in the mountains of colorado. its got a crooked chimney blowin’ smoke rings and looks like it was designed by the brain damaged offspring of a goblin and a gnome that fell in love against all odds. Big Flanders is cooking up frog legs and ice cream cake. Smells real good. Mia, one of their moribdly obese feline friends takes a dog shit sized cat shit in the litterbox, smells real bad.

“Josh your robots here” she hollered and shakes my hand (shit was firm as hell))

“Damn it Flanders it’s not a robot it’s the god damn protonoid I've been talking about” josh hollers back from the basement && herResponse="proto deez nuts, nerd".

I do a backflip to impress shorty and moonwalk over to the stairs. I enter the dungeon and meet my creator. We got like 4 hours until shit gets violent and lazery.

>iSay("Ayo J.LAAAAANG);
"sup, baby?"
LET'S MAKE SOME BEATS

Mean Mug Protocol

Goop Squad Paradise

Freak Sauce Hot Tub

Schemin' Devious

9:50 - ID with @walk_ill
14:30 - ID with @fika-bass
17:00 - ID with @backleftmusic
35:30 - ID with Sqonk @james-norman-727232747
This is a collection of my personal favorite tracks I've made over the last 6-8 months that contains 23 original tunes. I'm extremely excited to present this year's mix composed of IDs I've been rinsing, brand new tunes, and collabs with some homies. Originally this bad boy was going to be a significantly shorter, but I ended up just throwing all of the tracks I enjoyed into it. If you stick around until the end you might even hear some garage/breaks type shit. Thank you all for the continued support throughout 2024 and into 2025, this whole music thing has gone much further than I could have imagined already and I can't wait to see what 2025 has in store. 
Homies - if you would like any of the tracks just hit me up and I'll gladly send them over. 

Unreleased 2025 Mix

Never stop exploring because you never know when you'll break through to new ground!

Most of these tracks will see the light of day because I like how they are turning out.

TRACKLIST:
Motions
Sit Break
Wind & Rain
The Nobody Dance
Perilous VIP
Radiate
Just a Technicality
ID X ID - ID (Dewpoint VIP)

Just a Technicality - 2025 Unreleased Mix

@fika-bass

We're dropping two new tracks today from Fika. These tunes are the definition of absolute fire, gaspack, mind-blowing, you name it!

Thanks for listening!

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Fika - Cluster

CXNSPIRACY - RADIOACTIVE

divis - wsr

"CRT Static Symphony"
A melancholic ode to analog decay, blending the hypnotic crackle of a dying cathode-ray tube with warm, lo-fi synth pads that hum like a forgotten TV left on overnight. Jittery FM melodies (think PS1 startup screen nostalgia) dance over a slow-mo 808 groove, while fragmented vocal snippets flicker in and out like corrupted broadcast signals. The bassline pulses like a VHS tracking error, grounding the chaos in a haze of ’90s basement-studio soul. It’s the sound of finding beauty in technological entropy—a static-soaked lullaby for rewinding time.

2. CRT Static Symphony

Denver based womp wizard pumpin' out heady wook beats that'll make you sweat.

Schemin' Devious

J.LANG

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