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Weekend Tape

Snooze

Playing Pretend

In this song Rell6five sings about a romantic encounter with his woman

You're My Personal High

Trapparappa bass & drum programming  Style MBStudio rhodes keyb programming, Magilla percussion choirs  rumors and sampling. 


From my window high above
Young faces in the fading light
Different tongues and different homes
But the rhythm makes it right

They don't need words to understand
When music speaks through moving hands

Lost in translation all day long
Till the bass came rolling through
Now they're trading smiles like cards
Breaking rules they never knew

They don't need words to understand
When music speaks through moving hands

(Amor) Street signs in foreign scripts
(Aşk) Phones trying to translate
(Liebe) But bodies speak the truth
When barriers fall away

Someone's brother meets someone's friend
Through the universal groove
Years from now they might forget
Everything except the moves

They don't need words to understand
When music speaks through moving hands

I've seen this scene a thousand times
Still it gets me every night
When strangers become family
In the universal light
(They don't need words...)
(They understand...)
Pulse

Pulse

“Felt Like Nothing” is an unfiltered descent into isolation, grief, and the battle to feel human again. This album is more than music — it's a voice from the void. Every track is a scarred reflection of nights spent wrestling with numbness, where love couldn’t reach and memories felt heavier than the future. From the aching melodies to the bruised 808s, this is a soundscape of survival for anyone who's ever stared at the ceiling wondering if they still exist.

There are no masks here — just pain, truth, and the faint heartbeat of someone trying to claw their way back to something real. It's not just an album. It's a confession.

sink with me

MUTE LOVE

When there is nothing left to say and they seem to complacent to understand. You go "Lookin' 4 Da Exit".

Lookin' 4 Da Exit (Neo-Soul ReMiX)

my beginning and my end, an episodic dream.

dopamine.

Mr. Solo

A track I needed to write, to keep me on my path. When those who want to see you fail, push... It's not hard to let it go... but eventually it can become hard to respond appropriately. I know better. This song reminds me to sing about love.

Virtues

phone ringin 4 u
ya u can never leave me alone
half of its true
half of its true
im an asshole
u ain say dat when i got dat ass tho
keep the ball nga jus pass me the gun
u can stay fckin wit randos

call the popo
stop askin me questions u alr know the answer to
i stay up on ur roof doin heroin
cuz its my bestfriend
lately im fallin off an edge
i fell into ur maze
every end leads to ur face
ur so mean to me
like youve always been
communication, that was an observation
there was no correlation
u made at me for no reason

phone ringin 4 u
ya u can never leave me alone
half of its true
half of its true
im an asshole
u ain say dat when i got dat ass tho
keep the ball nga jus pass me the gun
u can stay fckin wit randos

call the popo
stop askin me questions u alr know the answer to
i stay up on ur roof doin heroin
cuz its my bestfriend
lately im fallin off an edge
i fell into ur maze
every end leads to ur face
ur so mean to me
like youve always been
communication, that was an observation
there was no correlation
u made at me for no reason

popo

Music and keyboards, computer graphic&programming
and some noise...  work on Ableton LIVE, Synapse DUNE and Lennar Digital Sylenth and more Q 
"Music Held in Old Frames,
For Ears That Tame Wild Beats.
60 Years, 3x20 Brains –
Crafting Sound Since ’86."


Collab:  
Nikelodeon Opera
laquerciaJR. 
MBStudio91©
VersoSud
Nerocaravaggio

MBStudio91 crew

Magilla  guitar voice keyboards
Trapparappa bass drum voice
Dj Baboo trumpet sax trombone keyboard voice
the Trooper keyb guitar percussion voice
and Mirc, keyboard and sampler, computer programming. 


Born to make music, but to make noise, I hope to create happiness and I want to destroy cheap woofers

Pulse

mIrcOzio!

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