U Projected Ft. Yarrow

1 Fuck Myself Stupid (Recorded @ Pinhole Printing)
2 Find Another Man (Recorded @ Ymir Schoolhouse feat. Evan/Fons/Theron)
3 Holding The Devil's Hand (Recorded @ Pinhole Printing)
4 Aboriginal Sin (Recorded @ Pinhole Printing)
5 Assassination Reality (Recorded @ Pinhole Printing)
6 Greasy Mutherfuker (Recorded @ St. Kramars + Pinhole feat. Morgan Cook)
7 Head Down (Recorded @ Pinhole Printing)
8 Promise Of Loneliness (Recorded @ Ymir Church feat. Morgan Cook)
Mastered by Chad Van Gaalen

Originally released on Isolated Now Waves

Cindy Lee - Tatlashea (2012) Full Album

Breakfast, in Flo motion - served by Flo Dill, every Monday to Wednesday.

https://www.nts.live/shows/the-breakfast-show-flo/episodes/the-nts-breakfast-show-w-flo-1st-february-2023

The NTS Breakfast Show W Flo & Mark William Lewis 010223

Katz (feat. ángela) - Single Verison

JUNE MIX ***mixtape***

Another perfect mix from Finnlay Rees, kindly covering M5.

M5 // Finnlay Rees (FBi 94.5)

tibslc - plnt13

Artwork - hardwerker

Morning 🌱 autumn is now amongst us and we have our next guest, the lovely Tiblsc ⭐️

In this mix Tiblsc finds themselves already in the cold of winter travelling west from Nawmon to Seoul , as they exhibit sounds that seem to naturally glisten and nestle itself amongst the snowy scenery ❄️🍧. Lullaby like interludes are accompanied by tender melodies. 

We had the pleasure of catching tiblsc live at spanners for a really intimate, special event hosted by texture magazine ⭐️. They have an extensive catalogue of incredible music , their last two releases “Dungeon cats caught in wind castles’ and ‘Silver
Visions’ are ones we adore, as well as their project ‘eleventh hour’ as their alias duo wist. 

‘Prodigy is, at its essence, adaptability and persistent, positive obsession. Without persistence, what remains is an enthusiasm of the moment. Without adaptability, what remains may be channeled into destructive fanaticism. Without positive obsession, there is nothing at all.(Octavia E. Butler)’


chisei - (nolon)
Heith, Leonardo Rubboli - Little Spirits
Betty Hammerschlag - Trasher Fun
staś czekalski & jung dj - january
serpuline - 🚬
ddiary - dear
yaffee -  a whisper
Icon Alias - petalled object
serpuline -♤ 𝄞 Of 3in-wa‹ s ♮ ♤
Iceboy Violet, Nueen - Inside My Head ( Interlude)
Poumbrec - trustfall
Lagrima - Cime Sampler Vol. 3 - 30 Elephant
Any - Hebammerie
claire rousay & Gretchen Korsmo - kitchen duet
jil - d's lullaby
Quiet Light -Luckiest Girl
dawn111  - lesson
celine chiasera - a wind named amnesia
Ein -134 ask -+

tibslc - plnt13

Two souls… two trains… one track.

This song is about the kind of connection that never becomes a story —
only a memory you carry like a quiet bruise.

Late sun and blue-black shadows.
They walked side by side, almost saying everything, almost saying nothing.
No promises, no endings — just a silent bend in the tracks
where both knew the moment was too fragile to last.

Some people arrive not to stay,
but to prove our hearts still work.

Headphones… a half-smile…
The weight of a maybe he’ll never hold again.
Her eyes asked the tiny dangerous question,
his hands answered with the softest steady.
And then —
the universe blinked,
and two trains slipped apart.

No goodbye.
No regret.
Just a hush of dust on the platform
and the strange peace of almost.

Because sometimes we don’t lose —
we transcend.
We learn that not every connection is meant to grow;
some are meant to leave their warmth pulsing under the skin,
in the quiet hours
when the night feels like a station
and we still hear someone breathing beside us.

This is a song for that moment —
the one that felt like a beginning,
even though it never was.

For every heart that remembers
the softest story
that never got told.

Lyrics:

Two trains…
same track…
late sun…
blue-black.

He walks —
she slows…
no words,
just close.

Side by side,
then a quiet bend…
Not a start,
not an end.

Just a moment…
too true to stay —
Two trains
pull away.

Headphones…
half-smile…
long road,
short while.

Her eyes
said maybe…
His hands
said steady.

Side by side,
then a quiet bend…
Not a start,
not an end.

Just a moment
that slipped away —
Two trains
roll on…
ok.

Platform hush…
Ticket dust…
Time don’t care
what we almost touched.

Side by side,
then a quiet bend…
We don’t lose —
we transcend.

Two trains…
same track…
gone slow…
fade back.

Wigs - Prefab Sprout

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