Without a doubt, it’s not just your music that’s special! the swimming pool in the sea no longer exists :) ! Blessed your music and this beautiful Estoril! thx!!

Digging the jazzy elements. Hed nods on beat 1️⃣

Early September

The Man from Estoril   (a dedic to sc's very own Lual)

LoopDiggers Sunday Roulette N°170 - DOSED RIDERS IN THE SKY

Hello? Hello? Are you there? No, you never are. It's just me, talking into this void, like someone’s listening. But no one ever is. Hello? I can hear the dial tone, but it-it’s fake, that buzzing keeps me tethered to something that’s not even there. Maybe it’s them. No, it is them. The horses. Hello? Is this line still open?

They ride us. I see it now. It’s clearer every day. We think we’ve tamed them, strapped the saddles tight, but the joke’s been on us the whole time. We’re the ones saddled. We’re the ones bridled, reins pulling us here, there, everywhere. We call it freedom. Isn’t that funny? Isn’t that hilarious? Hello?! Oh, of course, you’re not there, no one is. But, I keep picking up the phone like maybe, just maybe, someone will understand.

Think about it. We’re the ones walking around, believing we’ve mastered them, thinking we’ve got the reins in our hands, but have you ever really stopped to wonder? Wonder who’s in control? We sit there on their backs, but who’s really moving who? They carry us, sure, but where are they taking us? Where have they always been taking us?

Hello? Why won’t someone answer the goddamn phone?! Y'know, they won’t because they don’t want to hear it. No one wants to hear the truth about the horses. It’s not the riding, not the galloping across fields, no. It’s much deeper - they’re inside us. They’ve always been inside us. When we think we’re giving the orders, whispering “giddy-up,” we’re just saying what they want us - Hello? Hello?

It’s in their eyes. Have you ever really looked into a horse’s eyes? They don’t blink the same way we do, you know. They blink like they know something, like they’re hiding something. Horses see everything. They see through us, beyond us. They know where we’re going before we do, and they’re taking us there. The hoof beats echo, but it’s - Hello? Hello? Is anybody there? Hello?

DOSED RIDERS IN THE SKY

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Loop Diggers SRC 170 Soul Loopers Track 2 - T H E _ M E N A C E

Featheredfriends

For the Loopdiggers beat makers group
Peace

LDSR 170

Another submission for LoopDiggers Sunday Roulette 171. Number 4 now.

DKODA - No More (LDSR 171)

Jimmy Rogers-Coach and founder of Brixton Top Cats Basketball team...one of my best friends, domino's parnter, drinking buddy, used to be my landlord in 80's..till i told him where he could stick the rent, close friend always,
and a more lovable rascal, the don't make anymore...period...thank f''k
he liked me cos i know Zilch about basketball,we just used to talk about music and women..endlessly.

s' ain't right (one for Jimmy)    ......    flame burning bright..don't miss the flatulence tho

TPC383 x The world we live in.

Cashews

My OP-1 flip of Dilla's "Untitled". Enjoy!

Download:
https://analoguestudies.bandcamp.com/track/opus-one

The Man from Estoril (a dedic to sc's very own Lual)

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