It's a fantastic music and it's wonderful 🌟🎶

My remix for the "Cold" contest. 
Hope u enjoy! 
Mix of wave and house/edm  

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TIMMY TRUMPET - COLD (CoalAir Remix)

Planet Earth, Bali, Indonesia May 11th 11:11 

Fluye Episode 11 - Neo ネオ (Reprogram Series)

Tracklist:

01 Dmitry Molosh - Little Friend (Imran Khan Remix)
02 Jono Stephenson - Dusk (Ryan Sullivan Remix)
03 Ewan Rill - Dark Night (Original Mix)
04 Facundo Capott - Sonata (Original Mix)
05 Rick Pier O'Neil - Ah Puch (Original Mix)
06 Matter - Wormhole (Original Mix)
07 Nikko Mavridis - A New Dawn (Original Mix)
08 Blotto - Flux (Original Mix)
09 Ewan Rill - Chase the Master (Original Mix)
10 Dabeat, Kamilo Sanclemente - Aerology (Original Mix)
11 Ayhan Akca, Bootes Gray - Illusion World (Original Mix)
12 Kamilo Sanclemente, Zalvador - Falling Skies (Original Mix)
13 Nicolas Giordano - Mad World (Original Mix)
14 Dmitry Molosh, Nōpi - Consciousness Switch (Original Mix)
15 Dabeat, Kamilo Sanclemente - Lonely Space (Original Mix)
16 Dougal Fox - Ataraxia (Oliver & Tom Remix)
17 Hicky & Kalo - Solstice (Original Mix)
18 Dabeat, Kamilo Sanclemente - Canis (Jerome Isma-Ae Remix)

Episode 11 - Neo ネオ [REprogram01]

Jeden erinnert etwas anderes an die eigene Kindheit: 
ob Gerüche, bestimmte Gegenstände oder lila Lichter in Fenstern...
Robert Willeke (dr)
Jonas Müller (b)
Christian Schieblich (git)
isa Schieblich (voc)

Lilac Light

'At the gates, they will be waiting for you. . .  and they will give you your halo for heaven  . . . ' (Keni Qade)

Keni has produced the closest thing to what she believes represents a heavenly entrance. An instrumental piece incorporating angelic voices and orchestral sounds, in this ambient scenario of the journey to meet our maker and the loved ones we have lost . . .

A Halo For Heaven

Hook: (Big Tin)
4:20 on the clock
When I turn my Civic up
Fastest, boldest in the town
Born to smoke’em all

Verse: (Big Tin)
Get a call
“Tin u down?”
Always fam
Flames on my sedan
Skrt through curves like Sean
Nitro bumpin’ like a bomb
Trap jumping and so’s my rep
When I hit that gas (spazz spazz)
Never last
Always beat the rest
Spend cash on the lowkey
New truck It got no key
Veteran call me Kobe (Rip)
Ya bitch she my trophy
Won every time that’s why they owe me
Every city know me
Run this track like Obi
Used to winning, it’s my hobby (ring)
Twelve six zero
No
One
Could
Ever touch me (facts)

Hook: (Big Tin)
4:20 on the clock
When I turn my Civic up
Fastest, boldest in the town
Born to smoke’em all

Verse 2: (Yung Boi Mich)
Seen my homies sleeping with roaches
They need to eat
Wanna see me driving porsches
But I rather swerve in a mazi
Underground but still best on the scene
Bomb you like kamikazi
Cop my momma maserati
Acting like she driving ferraris
Activis from japan got me going mad
Cooking dope with an extendo in my lab
Freezing in this motherfucking booth
In the basement, smoking hella woods
Tipple extendo in the bag
Don’t need magazines, need books
99 best year to be made
And 2020 cuz DreaWers next to get paid

Hook: (Big Tin)
4:20 on the clock
When I turn my Civic up
Fastest, boldest in the town
Born to smoke’em all

Nitro

Apple Music

Nitro (prod. SiM)

One of my best friends ended up in a closed psychiatric ward a few years ago after a psychotic episode. He stayed there for a total of eight months. And I visited him there almost every week. 
I met doctors and nurses there who lovingly and empathetically cared for the mentally ill people on the ward. 
Nevertheless, despite all the commitment, the feeling remained that the patients were often separated from the helpers by an invisible wall. That the patients lived in a world which remained to a large extent strange and incomprehensible to the doctors, nurses and also relatives (as it did for me as the best friend). 
This basic feeling gave the impulse for the title of this song and the following lyrics. 

You don‘t know them

They sit under the water tap
The dull madness is reflected in their face

They have been declared insane 
Deflowered and dishonoured

Locked in a darkroom
With the label „Not worth living“

Their language is as a word salad
Banished to the madhouse

And I yell at them:
You commit slander against them
You degrade them to slaughter cattle
And again and again and again I scream:

You don't know them!

They were sent to the desert ice 
Far from the divine circle of life

Even as a child they were abandoned 
In their soul indelibly wounded

Their parents have turned away, 
They have never known this scum

The community sits at the table of gifts 
High shut, doors closed.

And I yell at them:
You commit slander against them
You degrade them to slaughter cattle
And again and again and again I scream
And again and again and again I scream
And again and again and again I scream:
You don't know them!

Einer meiner besten Freunde landete vor einigen Jahren nach einem psychotischen Schub in der geschlossenen Psychiatrie. Insgesamt acht Monate blieb er dort. Und ich besuchte ihn dort fast jede Woche. 
Ich begegnete dort Ärzten und Pflegern, die sich liebevoll und einfühlsam um die psychisch kranken Menschen auf der Station kümmerten. 
Dennoch blieb bei allem Engagement das Gefühl zurück, dass die Patienten häufig eine unsichtbare Wand von den Helfern trennte. Dass die Patienten in einer Welt lebten, die zu einem guten Teil für die Ärzte, Pfleger und auch Angehörigen (wie für mich als bester Freund) fremd und unverstehbar blieb. 
Dieses Grundgefühl gab den Anstoß für den Titel dieses Songs und den darauf basierenden Text.

Ihr kennt sie nicht

Sie sitzen unterm Wasserhahn
Im Gesicht spiegelt sich der dumpfe Wahn

Man hat sie verrückt erklärt, 
Entjungfert und entehrt

In einer Dunkelkammer eingesperrt
Mit dem Etikett nicht lebenswert

Ihre Sprache wird als Wortsalat
In das Irrenreich verbannt

Und ich schrei sie an:
Ihr rufmordet sie 
Ihr degradiert sie zum Schlachtvieh
Und wieder und wieder schrei ich:
Ihr kennt sie nicht!

Man schickte sie ins Wüsteneis 
Weit entfernt vom göttlichen Lebenskreis

Schon als Kind hat man sie ausgesetzt, 
In der Seele unauslöschbar verletzt

Ihre Eltern haben sich abgewandt 
Diesen Abschaum haben sie doch nie gekannt

Die Gemeinschaft sitzt am Gabentisch 
Hochgeschlossen, Türen zu

Und ich schrei sie an:
Ihr rufmordet sie 
Ihr degradiert sie zum Schlachtvieh
Und wieder und wieder schrei ich
und wieder und wieder schrei ich
und wieder und wieder schrei ich:
Ihr kennt sie nicht!

You don`t know them

You Don´t Know Them

malavida

Revanchator X Oxirient

Mind Watching Your Elbow X Young Sun - Artificially Sad, Unnaturally High
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Music by Young Sun - https://soundcloud.com/ys-youngsun
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Mind Watching Your Elbow X Young Sun - Artificially Sad, Unnaturally High

February 2021 edition of the **Shaped by What We Love** Threads radio show with Olaf Stephenson live from Hector's studio for Threads Radio, Tottenham, London......vinyl selection journey through psyched out rock, cosmic funk, hip hop, dub, reggae & Jazz....including music from:
Hector's Studio
Tropical
The Du Rites
Shit & Shine
The Liminanas
Nihiloxica
ONRA
Al Lover
Koreatown Oddity
The Quakers
Leila
Yves Tumor
The New Age Steppers
Young Echo
Om Unit
Prince Fatty
Caykh
Gnod
Ashra Temple
Bobi Jackson
Roger Bunn
Jose Maura
The Chicago Underground Quartet
Brahja
EXPERIENCES LTD
Yesterday's Folks

Shaped By What We Love - Threads Radio Show - February 2021

Hook: (Yung Boi Mich)
All I see, all I feel is darkness (darkness)
People around me know I’m heartless (heartless)
Die before thirty that’s regardless (gardless)
All I see, all I feel is darkness (darkness)
People around me know I’m heartless (heartless)
Die before thirty that’s regardless (gardless)

Bridge: (Yung Boi Mich)
What will you do, bitch you harmless (harmless)
Pop a pill, act like you armless (armless)

Verse: (Yung Boi Mich)
McLaren on a side
Good style you despise
Your girl hears the hype (now she mine)
Still smoking woods (to keep my cool)
Sent your girl to the store (to buy some backwoods)
Screaming bitte schnele (I go fast)
Go to her ass (I will pass)
I get the bag (icey like Ashe)
Digital dash (I never crash)
What’s next (issa plaq)
Flow mad (like Yung Plague)
You high (like Yung $crim)
Swish blade (bitch scream)
What you want? (It’s lean)

Hook: (Yung Boi Mich)
All I see, all I feel is darkness (darkness)
People around me know I’m heartless (heartless)
Die before thirty that’s regardless (gardless)
All I see, all I feel is darkness (darkness)
People around me know I’m heartless (heartless)
Die before thirty that’s regardless (gardless)

Verse 2: (Big Tin)
All I see is gold
Glitters better when it’s sold
For 20 swishers they all rolled
Always lock & load mag to the edge
Fuck a badge
New rappers like some dogs
They only fetch
Old styles full of lies
They spit venom, hip hop dies
My bars be reaching skies
Still pile darkness in my mind
Never spoke just listened lies
So it's no surprise 
Depression started soon
Sitting in the school
Taken for a fool
Really took a toll on me
Hit’em with a tool
Sin hardly for my hood
Murder haters in the stu
Sparkin’ in the booth
Got no roots
Sim beats on the loop
Ladies call me boo
Cut’em harder than they do
Never loved love,
Imma lonely wolf
Seeking for some dope
Seeking for some coke
Fools feeding youngsters in my hood, listen to my good
Get a life and get off the snapchat
Say u know me, chit chat
In 10 years I’ll be that
Guy who put Rap on the Map
If I flop Make sure I’m dead
Left nothing for my fam
But that’s my concern
My words they all firm
Need no water
Let this bitch burn 
No water let it burn burn

Hook: (Yung Boi Mich)
All I see, all I feel is darkness (darkness)
People around me know I’m heartless (heartless)
Die before thirty that’s regardless (gardless)
All I see, all I feel is darkness (darkness)
People around me know I’m heartless (heartless)
Die before thirty that’s regardless (gardless)

Heartless

Heartless (prod. SiM)

A British artist born and bred in the North East of England,  Keni Qade’s work spans vividly  across art, design and music territories.   Her incredibly creative intuition enables her to work seamlessly between her work as an artist and musician.  Focussing intricately on the electronic genre, Keni unpicks it whilst crossing boundaries and reassembling the results like a patchwork quilt.  Her experimental work enables her to express orchestral elements that revisit her years playing the oboe.  The results are lovingly made, unexpected and often intoxicating to all senses.

A Halo For Heaven

Keni Qade

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