Hit up Ryako for a vibe
She was like "Bet". Yo she got me
What a time to be alive
Every week been feeling shocking
Look it’s Kadesh. I'm in stride
With that style that you cannot copy
Everything I make is hard
Hidetaka Miyazaki

Look If your soul’s growing dark
from the trauma of the moment
I can’t blame you. It’s been hard
I went from playing studio gigs 
hit these shows ya boy was rising
Grinding carried by emotion
I’d just glow like moisturizing
After clarifying lotion

Felt so close to boasting how
I had been married with devotion
To the process always daring to keep focus
(triplets)

Now it’s all broken
Financial security from my art
Was something I had finally gripped and was holding
Grinding relentlessly seemed to be paying off
All opportunities seemed to be golden


I handled everything in my umbrella 
But this was above me. I couldn’t control it
Government failure. The death had me hopeless
Couldn’t get out of my bed I was moaning
Had to reach into the depths of me
My ambition runs deep like abyss of the ocean
Fight through the pain
And the anger and dread
Took all that I had to keep vision in motion


Check on your strong friends

Check on everybody


Hasn’t been that long
But it seems like it’s been forever
So many bonds I’ve had to sever
Just to could keep my mind at peace

People swear that I’m strong
Talented, brilliant, clever
That I don’t fold under pressure
But I’m so close
So close


The last year has been a course on deep breathing
Therapy sessions and holistic reading
Random investments and incessant grieving
Attempting to smile when your heart is bleeding

All social timelines would rip you to pieces
Friends turned to cultists who pledge blind allegiance
Having to settle for lesser 
With hopes I have time to save up, pack my bags and just leave it

All behind
I don’t know how to stop the sense
That we’re destined for imminent apocalypse

At least for yours and mine
Unless I end up hopping ship
And starting all over on different continents

I need to say goodbye
But what if I don’t got the chips
Get stuck in the fire cuz of the cost of it
Terrified that my future is second fiddle to popping clips
War against people I used to be rocking with
Gotta Dip


Check on your strong friends

Check on everybody

Check on your strong friends

Check on everybody

Check on your strong friends

Check on everybody

Check on your strong friends

Check on everybody

Hasn’t been that long
But it seems like it’s been forever
So many bonds I’ve had to sever
Just to could keep my mind at peace


People swear that I’m strong
Talented, brilliant, clever
That I don’t fold under pressure
But I’m so close
So close

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DeshKo [Kadesh Flow, Ryako] - Check In

percussion ((track 1), violin (track2): matthias boss

percussion (track 1).  violin (track2) 26.3.2021

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Paris, 1809. The Fifth Doctor takes a tour of the Catacombs and meets a sassy Time Agent doing the same...

Paris, 1944. The Tenth Doctor misses his target and lands in occupied France. He hides from the Nazis – in the Catacombs.

A collision of two Doctors’ timelines triggers a temporal catastrophe, granting the Cybermen dominion over the Earth.

The Doctors must travel back in time to find the source of the Cyber-invasion and close the Gates of Hell…

Cover Art by Simon Holub
Director: Ken Bentley
Executive Producer: Nicholas Briggs, Jason Haigh-Ellery
Producer: David Richardson
Script Editor: Matt Fitton
Written by David Llewellyn

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Bon uso di papiamentu 22dec20

As We Weep

My Black Heart Of Love (Demo)

Impulsive Habitat, 2014.

The material of this work is based on a static recording: I installed a microphone under the roof of my father's house in a small village in Alsace (France) for one year. Each day, I recorded one minute of sound on the hour at four different intervals: midnight, morning, noon and evening. I subsequently selected one recording per week for each of the intervals.
These (untreated) recordings were then sewn together in four different tracks, one for each time of day, spanning the course of a year. This results in a cyclical movement consisting of four different time-lapse sequences that trace the entirety of a year in one place.

A Year's Hours Behind my Father's House (Excerpt: Midnight, from May to September)

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Oh! Hello there.
It's very nice to meet you all.
My name is SirenSeraph,
And these lovely ladies represent PSX, Sing it ladies!

Hook 1:
Feel the waves swell, you're compled, say farewell,  my Darling
Come follow me, you'll agree, i'm the key, as you sink to the
Soon you will know, down below, our love grows, my Darling
Into the sea, you will see you are free now that you're soul belongs to me

Verse 1:
Hi my name is Siren, a daughter of Poseidon,
My rhymes so vibrant, they be followin through my trident
Call me your Highness when you step onto my island
My kindness is timeless, but leaves your body lifeless
Persistant in my metronome, repeating echoes in my dome
Won't you follow me into my catacombs
This is now your home, and you'll never have to be alone
fade in - (free, now that you're soul belongs to me)  - fade out
More aluring than a banshee, as rare as a vaccine
I'll make you a cup of caffine while dancing, you're laughing
gasping, trying breathe air that's not there in a world full of despair, is it fair?
Prepare to take that final leap, into the deep, a deep sleep
Where you wont here a peep, when I creep
Into your nightmares, while you're unaware
so say you're final prayer, now that your heart is snared

2 Cannonz [SirenSeraph, PSX] - Belongs To Me

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