IFRAMES (prod. Garmoney)

StarGlassGlamdring

strangers 80bpm

Finally did a real phonk remix and finally watched Ghost in the Shell (1995) in full. It was a good day.

8 Ball And MJG (Mailbox Spiders Remix)

Had some issues with the mix but I don't have SoundCloud pro so you'll just have to listen to the updated version on YouTube: https://youtu.be/0lDFp9I565Q

Made this beat for a sample contest for June Le Fox's Discord server, but the contest got moved to next week.

But I still gotta' feed the baby birds so here you go.

To Merge v1.0

KillaMilla . Its_Wu -angels talk to me- prod.Mendouz

I Can't Stress This Enough If You Want To Learn The MPC Check Out Ave Mcree's Tutorials, thanks Ave.

TPC #319 Go Crazy (MPC)  {Instrumental} 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒅. 𝑩𝒚 Operation O™

To Be Used

CRUISE AS WE CREEP

lined-up

hollowsummer is the sound of endless August, where every memory is warped by heat shimmer and every silence feels like static. Static Chapel captures ephemeral suburban hauntology: cracked pavement, forgotten malls, text messages that sting harder in the humidity. It’s both warm and decayed, nostalgic yet suffocating—like remembering the best and worst of summer all at once.

POOL CLOSED SINCE JUNE

It happens to all of us eventually.

You take a sip from your coffee cup, open your mailbox, and think, “What’s the worst that could happen, spiders?”.

You reach inside.

Nope, just junk mail and advertisements today.

Sigh. You remove those paper abominations from whence they came, you pull them close to your chest.

That’s when you notice the spider inside your mailbox.

You poke a stick inside the black void and hope the spider climbs on top.

You hope there are no baby spiders left in its web.

You’re in luck.

 You rush back inside, feeling a strange mixture of emotions.

You spend the next few years of your life hammering out song, after song, that mostly only close friends will listen to and enjoy.

“F$&@ it,” you say. “I mean, I like it.”

You stare into the void, you suddenly realize you were the spider all along, and someone is trying to poke you with a stick.

But y’know, it’s okay because you just made up this entire story.

  - Franz Kafka