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Step into the magical realm of "Mai’s Bamboo Dream" from the album Cosmic Carnival of Minds. This psychedelic folk track with lo-fi and Vietnamese influences follows Mai, who loses her bamboo flute to drift with dragon clouds, playing stardust tunes. Featuring haunting dan bau, jungle sounds, and a warm male voice, it celebrates resilience in the face of madness — a quirky cosmic journey, perfect for an evening escape. Stream the full album for more surreal tales!
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Cosmic Carnival of Minds

Mai’s Bamboo Dream

WRITTEN IN THE STARS (VERSION 2025)

BITTERSWEET LONGING

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Limpia Corazón means 'cleaning the heart'. In shamanic ceremonies this is often done with Agua de Florida, a flower bath or, in this case, a cleansing and soothing icaro. This icaro sings about the Holy Family and the Sacred Ceremonies. Use this song to connect with the healing and cleansing powers of the plants of the rainforest and the supportive energy of the sacred family. Let them clear your energy field step by step and open your heart further. Unleash your heart by allowing love and friendship in all forms beyond assumptions and (self) judgment.  You are loved.

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Limpia corazón

Who could foresee the flames that would ignite,
A brilliant blaze cutting through the night?
You’re a guiding light in the darkest of times,
A canvas painted with battles and climbs.
He thought you’d shatter, like glass in despair,
But from the ashes, you soared through the air.
Like roots of a tree that anchor so deep,
Now unbound and radiant, your spirit won’t sleep.
Unyielding heart, you stand fierce and tall,
Determined to show him you’ll never fall.
With your chin raised high, every scar tells a story,
A vibrant testament to a love’s fleeting glory.
His fists were his love; I was tossed like a toy,
My face bore the marks of his twisted joy.
Each bruise was a canvas, a tale etched in skin,
But now I declare it—he’ll never touch me again.
Walking away was your bravest of fights,
Choosing life when he sought to dim your lights.
You found your strength in the depths of despair,
Fighting through darkness to breathe in the air.
The beast within him howled with rage , the madness of an animal trapped in his cage
He thought he succeeded ..As he unleashed unimaginable pain .
Rhythm played like a victory song… coming from the sounds of her beating heart,
Outraged as he Watched her rise and defy,
No longer a victim; arms reach for the sky.
Silenced no longer, you stand for what’s true,
Facing the doubters with courage anew.
When they dig into your past with their gaze,
You look up with gratitude for brighter days.
The woman before you is fearless and bright,
Courageous and bold; she’s learned how to fight.
A warrior emerged…in this woman they see—
And now that woman is finally free ……this is my story …….that woman is me

“That Woman, Is Me” by Talia

Era una tarde lluviosa de febrero,
todavía recuerdo su mesa,
estaba en la casa de ella,
cuando me invitó a ver el futuro.

Con la mente en paz y en blanco,
cerré los ojos y agarre sus manos,
y me vi en la cima de una montaña,
no supe si era de tarde o de mañana.

Observaba con una perfecta calma,
estaba distinto, no era porque me veia mas viejo,
sino que era alguien que todo lo observaba,
éramos muchos los que observábamos.

Era una gran ola, tan imponente
una gran ola, tan monstruosa,
se comía la ciudad a toda prisa,
mientras nos golpeaba una fuerte brisa.

No entendía porqué la veía,
mi ciudad esta a 1500 kilómetros
del mar, no entendía, 
mi ciudad no es ciudad de puertos.

De pronto y no sé cómo
podía ver como el agua iba destruyendo,
vi a las personas correr, escapando del agua,
no podían escapar, era tarde.

Y fue entonces cuando podía sentir
su desesperación, su dolor,
y de nuevo, el dolor de otros
son los que me traen de vuelta. 

En mi ciudad somos varios,
los que vemos lo mismo,
lo que sueñan como algo fijo,
esa gran ola comiendo la ciudad

Tucumán está a 1500 km,
mil quinientos de distancia al mar,
no sé qué lo ocaciona,
solo que ésta vision me ha perseguido.

Desde la cima de la montaña vi llegar la gran ola

So, this is a Edit i made from a live version from Koop - koop island blues whit Ane Brun. Whit a lovely cello groove and an amazing vocal. I really loved the original, but i added some electronic drums and some ”electro” sound to make it bit more danceable (and easier to play as a DJ). 

Hope you like it :)

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Noah Solt is a sea captain and writer whose music is deeply inspired by his time sailing around the world. For Solt, music is a point of reflection—a way to slow down and remember that he is whole in the midst of a distracted and extractive world that so often urges us to forget.

Building on the success of his debut EP Big Water, Solt’s new project Flight of Fallen Leaves offers a more stripped-back acoustic resonance. Rooted in warm textures, hymn-like melodies, and poetic lyrics, the album is an invitation to return inward—shaped by life at sea and a desire to remember wholeness in a world caught in the illusion of fracture.

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