L'intro de Myrce nous montre sa faiblesse, mais aussi une part de perfectionnisme presque maladif. 

Session studio [prod. si9]

Music by Roger Whittlesey and Audric Jankauskas. Words by Whittlesey. Jankauskas plays all guitars, some piano, synth and programmed the drums. Noel Barrett plays bass. Keys and all vocals by Whittlesey. 

I sent this song to Audric and he used his compositional and arranging skills to improve the bridge and outro. Then he added the burning solo in the outro, and I knew we had something special. 

Thanks to Noel and Audric for their great playing and great ears! 

—Roger

Magic

Reasons Unplugged Revised - 7_1_25, 10.35 PM

EUPHORiC (ft. KamiKrissi)

I’m in the gym getting pumped up! Enjoy💋

Pumped 🆙

This song is my unapologetic dive into one of Palm Beach’s most infamous betrayals—how Trump double-crossed Epstein over a 2004 mansion deal, using shady money, Russian oligarch ties, & calculated silence to pull it off. It traces the $40 million flip that shattered their friendship, the threats & secrets that followed, & the suspicion that Trump set the wheels in motion for Epstein’s downfall. It’s about greed, power, & how betrayal leaves ghosts—because in the end, no one was innocent, and every choice had a price.


LYRICS: 

[Intro ]
They burn it down—in silence…
A house—a pool—a friendship…
Forty million reasons to never trust your friends

[Verse 1]
Palm Beach, 2004, the sun’s a golden knife
Jeffrey walks the mansion grounds, thinking this is life
Thirty-six million bid—he’s the king of the night
Shows his friend Donald, “Help me move the pool, all right?” 

But the snake is coiled in a suit & a tie
Donald walks the halls, sees the ocean in his eye
Next day—forty million, out of nowhere, no goodbye
Jeffrey seethes, feels the knife twist deep inside 

He knew the math—Trump was broke in the game
Scattered debts, no forty million to his name
Then whispers of a Russian man, Rybolovlev fame
Money laundering shadows, different rules, same shame 

[Pre-Chorus]
Betrayal tastes like salt on a stolen breeze
Red flags rising in the Florida keys
They built their empires on sand & disease
And one by one—they all will bleed 

[Chorus]
Drop the dime!
Maison of shadows, sold to the highest crime
Forty million ghosts in the dead of time
Palm trees hide the truth & the slime
Epstein swore Trump would pay for his crime 

[Verse 2]
He lost the house, but worse, he lost his face
A real estate betrayal, the ultimate disgrace
Threats in the night—lawsuits in his case
“I’ll go to the press, tell the world what you erase!” 

Donald panics, heart pounding like a snare
Epstein knew he’d been there, seen the girls everywhere
For years at the parties, in the gilded lair
He was fully acquainted—don’t you dare declare 

Jeffrey said it to his dying day, in his cell
“It was Trump who dropped the dime, sent me to hell”
From Paris to Jersey, private jet farewell
Teterboro cuffs, the start of his final bell 

[Bridge 1]
The house that greed built… washed in the tide
The pool you wanted—became your divide
A friend is a shadow—until the sun slides
Into handcuffs & headlines—no place to hide

[Verse 3]
Three weeks after Wolff put the story in his book
Epstein read the words & knew the hook
Called the writer, voice shaking, “Did I say too much?”
Three weeks later—steel bracelets, ice-cold touch 

Trump spins his story, years down the line
Says Epstein stole employees, including Virginia’s shine
But the timelines clash like a jagged spine
2004 was the house, not the spa, stop the lie 

Red flags everywhere—Russian cash on the sand
Flip a mansion for 95 mil, ain’t that grand?
Epstein felt the knife, betrayal’s cruel hand
A king of secrets drowned by his own quicksand 

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Money in the walls…
Ghosts in the halls…
Palm trees whisper…
Who made the call? 

[Chorus]
Drop the dime!
Maison of shadows, bought with another man’s crime
40 million questions echo in rhyme
Epstein swore Trump would pay in time
Betrayal is a bell that will always chime 

[Bridge 2]
Palm Beach remembers
Maison de L’Amitié
Your empire floats on whispers & foreign pay
One man in Paris—reads his last mistake
Another man smiles—as the ground starts to quake 

[Final Verse]
He thought he was untouchable, a god on a throne
But gods fall harder when they stand alone
The mansion is gone, the truth overthrown
And every friend you betray becomes a gravestone 

Epstein’s ghost lingers in the Palm Beach tide
Wolff holds the secrets that the courts denied
A Russian oligarch’s cash laundered worldwide
And a President hiding from the things he supplied 

[Outro]
In the Maison of shadows
No one is innocent
Not the bidder
Not the friend
Not the man who drops the dime. 

…It’s all just biden time.

Maison of Shadows (Drop the Dime)

🎵 "Background Lounge" is a sonic journey curated by Jackson Frost, designed to provide a perfect blend of ambient textures and mellow grooves. This EP captures the essence of relaxation, making it ideal for background music in cafes, lounges, or personal retreats. Experience the sophisticated soundscapes that invite calm and creativity into your space. Enjoy! 

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Composer: Yevgen Morozov
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Background Lounge 04

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Your girl BobbybPhoolan is back at it, murdering these beats 🎧 leaving a crime scene 💥 Produced by the one and only BeeKool, ‘ONE TIME’ is all raw energy, REAL bars, and that Rude Gyal confidence. Press play and witness the damage at your own risk ⚠️😂💯

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ONE TIME (Prod. Beekool)

Track 1 – Ghosts of the Aquifer💧

(The Invisible Cost of Artificial Intelligence)

The Water Wars EP begins in the silence beneath our feet.

“Ghosts of the Aquifer” pulls back the curtain on the water-intensive world of artificial intelligence—from Arizona’s desert data farms to the buried veins of Earth running dry. While sleek tech giants like Meta, Google, and Microsoft fuel the future, they do so with a hidden thirst that drains our aquifers and dries up the land.

Built on haunting imagery and a slow, swelling urgency, this track sets the emotional foundation for everything that follows. It's not just about lost water—it's about what we sacrifice in the name of progress we can’t see, control, or reverse.

A chilling question pulses beneath every line: What happens when the machines we’ve built forget to leave enough water for us?


LYRICS:

[Verse 1]
Neon clouds are rising in the desert sky
Silent streams are dying where the algorithms lie
Meta’s towers humming, Google’s circuits shine
But every drop they borrow leaves a river left behind

[Pre-Chorus]
Whispers in the servers, echoes underground
The lifeblood of the planet lost without a sound

[Chorus]
Ghosts of the aquifer, crying where we can’t see
Drained by the dreams of a cold machine
Beneath the glass and metal, the water slips away
And tomorrow’s thirst is born today

[Verse 2]
Microsoft in shadows, Amazon in heat
Cooling every memory with water they deplete
Aquifers collapsing, farmland turns to stone
We trade a living planet for a digital unknown

[Pre-Chorus]
Whispers in the servers, echoes underground
The lifeblood of the planet lost without a sound

[Chorus]
Ghosts of the aquifer, crying where we can’t see
Drained by the dreams of a cold machine
Beneath the glass and metal, the water slips away
And tomorrow’s thirst is born today

[Verse 3]
Cities feel the fever as the rivers run thin
AI’s quiet hunger is a drought we’ll drown within
No rain can rewrite it, no dam can hold the line
The cost of all this progress is the end of humankind

[Bridge]
No one hears the groundwater scream
Buried under circuits and a data‑driven dream
Whose hands will hold the empty sky
When the last blue drops have waved goodbye?

[Chorus]
Ghosts of the aquifer, crying where we can’t see
Drained by the dreams of a cold machine
Beneath the glass and metal, the water slips away
And tomorrow’s thirst is born today

[Outro]
The desert keeps the secret, the servers never sleep
Ghosts of the aquifer, sinking in the deep
Drinking the future dry, drop by silver drop
And no one will notice… until the rivers stop

Ghosts of the Aquifer

The Dream Goes On

2025-08-18

NLS-2025-08-18 after rain

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