An excellent question, so adeptly posed...

what? no bidet. lol. great song, but I gotta say I could have listened to the intro "How did we become so spoiled?!" on repeat. would you mind making a 30 second song with that intro that I can loop? lol

really cool👍🏻☕💥☕💥☕💥☕💥🔥🧚🔥🧚🔥🧚🔥🧚🔥

Yeah, I have to have one of those, amazon $250 worth every dollar! 😜

Haha, bro, I love this song and the image is a bullseye!

Entitled lil sh*its closing in from all directions haha ~ very chill tune with some heavy truth to boot , good stuff just good stuff you got going on amigo/stranger danger 🛋🎶

The Algorhythmic Harmonics

Enregistrement, composition, mixage et mastering : Audio Colors
Paroles et Chant : Chris A.


J'ai vu en toi mon amour, l'amour de ma vie
Soudain il m'a bien surpris, l'amour de ma vie

En quoi j'ai pu croire en ce thème, éblouissant phénomène

J'ai vu en toi mon amour, l'amour de ma vie
Soudain il m'a tout appris, l'amour de ma vie

Plus aucun doute ne me freine, j’avance enfin sans peine

J'ai vu en toi mon amour, l'amour de ma vie. 
Enfin je suis son cours, l'amour de ma vie

Reflet de Confiance (Musique originale : Audio Colors)

Weil du in mir bist

SPOILED by NOVA J

How did we become so spoiled?!

How did we become so spoiled?!

How did we become so spoiled?!

Sunday brunch at Sugar Pea
Glaring at me. You sip your tea.
Moaning ‘bout your Maui Jims 
“You want a pair just like his,” you grin.

Cold brew drip.
Attitude: flip.
Tone so sharp,
It cuts like a whip.

How did we become so spoiled?!

How did we become so spoiled?!
(Spoiled rotten, spoiled rotten, spoiled rotten)
Love was pure — now it’s soiled.
(Spoiled rotten)
Used to sweat and used to toil…
(Spoiled rotten)
Now look at us — so spoiled.
(Spoiled rotten)

Booked a suite at Mandarin
Thirty minutes from our flat again.
“Need a change,” you said with flair 
Then moaned, “There’s no bidet in there!”

Bubbles burst.
Bubbles pour.
We treat life
Like a corner store.

How did we become so spoiled?!

How did we become so spoiled?!
(Spoiled rotten, spoiled rotten, spoiled rotten)
Used to climb and used to build 
(Spoiled rotten)
Now we whine when wine is chilled.
(Spoiled rotten)
Tell me how we got this spoiled?!
(Spoiled rotten)

Ooooh la la laaaa
You throw fits, I match your sass
Ooooh la la laaaa
Yeah, we’re bougie — bold and brash
Ooooh la la laaaaaaaa
Laaaa la la

How did we become so spoiled?!

I said some things I can’t unsay
You slammed the door and walked away
I sat alone with guilt and dread
Thought I’d lost my love — it’s dead.

Then you came back — I saw you smile
We kissed and hugged and stayed a while
It’s messy love. It’s richly oiled.
And that’s why we became so spoiled.

How did we become so spoiled?!

How did we become so spoiled?!

Spoiled

YouTube link: https://youtu.be/xTxnP6ZTD_E 

Feel that the space you are in has no direction in time. Leave the past behind, do not expect the future. Stay only with what can happen. Let the rhythm guide your body. Do not judge, do not control. It's not a dance, it's a journey. Imagine that your movement charges the space you will soon inhabit. You are in a world that does not yet exist. But it already affects you. What colors does it have, what textures, what sounds? Who are you in this world? How do you move? How do you sound?  🎶  Poczuj, że przestrzeń, w której jesteś, nie ma kierunku w czasie. Zostaw przeszłość, nie oczekuj przyszłości. Zostań tylko z tym, co może się wydarzyć. Pozwól rytmowi prowadzić Twoje ciało. Nie oceniaj, nie kontroluj. To nie taniec, to podróż. Wyobraź sobie, że Twój ruch ładuje przestrzeń, którą dopiero będziesz zamieszkiwać. Jesteś w świecie, który nie istnieje jeszcze. Ale już oddziałuje na Ciebie. Jakie ma kolory, jakie faktury, jakie dźwięki? Kim jesteś w tym świecie? Jak się poruszasz? Jak brzmisz?  🎶  Siente que el espacio en el que estás no tiene dirección en el tiempo. Deja el pasado, no esperes el futuro. Quédate solo con lo que puede suceder. Permite que el ritmo guíe tu cuerpo. No juzgues, no controles. No es un baile, es un viaje. Imagina que tu movimiento carga el espacio que pronto habitarás. Estás en un mundo que aún no existe. Pero ya está influenciándote. ¿Cuáles son sus colores, cuáles son sus texturas, cuáles son sus sonidos? ¿Quién eres en este mundo? ¿Cómo te mueves? ¿Cómo suenas?

Futuristic Groove

Thank you for nothing .mp3

BLESS THE ONES By Nova J

You grind (mmm), you hustle (yeah)
But no one sees the strain (strain)
You hold onto the pain (pain)
Through every loss and gain (gain)
When you’re broke and low (low)
No one’s at your door (no no)
But when you’re flying high (high)
They all want more (more, more, more)

You built it brick by brick (brick)
You carried all the weight (weight)
Now hands reach out to pick (pick)
Want to decide your fate (fate)

Bless the ones (bless the ones)
Who rise on their own (own, own)
Bless the brave (bless the brave)
Who face it alone (alone, alone)
Money buys more (more)
But love is rare (so rare)
Keep what’s yours (yours)
Not gonna share (no no)
Bless the ones (yeah yeah)
Who stand don’t fall (fall, fall)
Who walk through hell (walk on)
And still stand tall (stand tall)
You shine bright (bright)
Never dim your flame (your flame)
Bless the ones (bless the ones)
Who fight through pain (pain, pain)

(Bless the ones – who fight for light)
(Bless the ones – who earn their rights)
(Bless the ones – who rise from night)
(Bless the ones – who stand and fight)

They smile in your face (fake)
While scheming for your place (your place)
When the fun runs dry (dry)
They vanish with no trace (just gone)
Blood ain’t the bond (nope)
It’s what’s real inside (inside)
The truth you hold (hold)
That no one can hide (hide)

You’re tougher than you know (you know)
You wear your scars like gold (like gold)
Don’t let them dim your fire (no no)
Story still untold (untold)

Bless the ones (bless the ones)
Who rise on their own (own, own)
Bless the brave (bless the brave)
Who face it alone (alone, alone)
Money buys more (more)
But love is rare (so rare)
Keep what’s yours (yours)
Not gonna share (no no)
Bless the ones (yeah yeah)
Who stand don’t fall (fall, fall)
Who walk through hell (walk on)
And still stand tall (stand tall)
You shine bright (bright)
Never dim your flame (your flame)
Bless the ones (bless the ones)
Who fight through pain (pain, pain)

When the world says “no” (no)
You say “watch me GO” (GO)
Bless the hands that give (give)
And the ones who never stole (never stole)

Bless the ones (bless the ones)
Who rise on their own (own, own)
Bless the brave (bless the brave)
Who face it alone (alone, alone)
Money buys more (more)
But love is rare (so rare)
Keep what’s yours (yours)
Not gonna share (no no)
Bless the ones (yeah yeah)
Who stand don’t fall (fall, fall)
Who walk through hell (walk on)
And still stand tall (stand tall)
You shine bright (bright)
Never dim your flame (your flame)
Bless the ones (bless the ones)
Who fight through pain (pain, pain)

Bless the ones
(Oh, bless the ones)
Bless the ones
(Yeah, bless the ones)
Oooh, bless the ones
(Bless the ones…)

Bless the ones

The vibe strives to capture a glimpse of the dream house genre of the mid-1990s.

Thanks for listening. If you enjoy it, pls like and/or repost if you want, which would be greatly appreciated. Cheers.

Chronos

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XostDwQiTIo

« La musique est la langue des émotions »
(Emmanuel Kant)
Chanson en référence
Titre : Hier, la nuit d'été
Poète : Victor Hugo (1802-1885)
Recueil : Les chants du crépuscule (1836).
Hier, la nuit d'été, qui nous prêtait ses voiles,
Etait digne de toi, tant elle avait d'étoiles !
Tant son calme était frais ! tant son souffle était doux !
Tant elle éteignait bien ses rumeurs apaisées !
Tant elle répandait d'amoureuses rosées
Sur les fleurs et sur nous !
À découvrir sur le site https://www.poesie-francaise.fr/victor-hugo/poeme-hier-la-nuit-d-ete.php

French Touch House 

[Verse]
Sous la nuit d'été un parfum s'égare
Un soupir léger dans l'air quelque part
Les ombres dansent sous la lune d'argent
Un secret murmuré au vent flottant

[Chorus]
La nuit respire et nous enlace
Chaque étoile trace sa grâce
Sous la nuit d'été on s'unit
Doucement sous l'infini

[Verse 2]
Elle caresse la terre de son voile
Les arbres chuchotent des rêves d'étoiles
Chaque brise est un doux baiser volé
Un écho d'amour qu'on ne peut brider

[Bridge]
Le temps s'efface sous ce ciel immense
Un éclat d'éternité dans chaque silence
La nuit d'été
Notre douce reine
Chante des promesses
Dissipe la peine

[Chorus]
La nuit respire et nous enlace
Chaque étoile trace sa grâce
Sous la nuit d'été on s'unit
Doucement sous l'infini

Sous la nuit d'été

Le soleil m’a donné rendez-vous
Pour l’éternité, rien que nous
Tu sauras en ce jour parfait
Mon cœur pour toi à jamais

——-

Souvenir ému, sensualité
Âmes enlacées, complicité
Je te dévore la nuit des mille étoiles
Mais tu m’échappes, tu mets les voiles…

Romantique attraction
Erotique sensation
Le soleil m’a donné rendez-vous
Pour l’éternité, rien que nous
Tu sauras en ce jour parfait
Mon cœur pour toi à jamais…
Romantique attraction
Erotique sensation

Romantique attraction
Erotique sensation

Souvenir ému, sensualité
Âmes enlacées, complicité
Je te dévore la nuit des mille étoiles
Mais tu m’échappes, tu mets les voiles…

Romantique attraction
Erotique sensation
Le soleil m’a donné rendez-vous
Pour l’éternité, rien que nous
Tu sauras en ce jour parfait
Mon cœur pour toi à jamais

Romantique attraction 
Erotique sensation

———

Le soleil m’a donné rendez-vous
Pour l’éternité, rien que nous
Tu sauras en ce jour parfait
Mon cœur pour toi à jamais….

UN JOUR PARFAIT

WHY by NOVA J

[Intro]
Why (why)
Why (why)

[VERSE 1]
Why (why) why do I have wandering eyes?
Always chasing cheap delights
In the dark between my thighs
Hmmm
Why (why) am I never satisfied?
Why’s the truth so hard to find?
Still I won’t compromise

[REFRAIN]
I just wanna be happy
I need to be free
I pray every night
That something heals me
But I…
Keep asking why?

[HOOK]
Why? Why?
Why (why)
Why (why) 
Ooooh why
Ooooh why
Ooooh why

Why (why) do I keep getting high?
Say “just one last time”
Then vanish into the sky
Hmmm
Why (high) do I ghost the good guy?
Still chasin’ a better ride 
But in the mirror, I cry

[INSTRUMENTAL]
Ooooooooooooh

[BRIDGE]
Why does it all look perfect on paper?
Why lie in bed dreaming my escape?
Why do I run when I long to stay?
Why do I push all my love away?

[Outro]
Oooh why? Why?
Oooh why? Why?
(Hmmm why hmmm ooooh ooooh ooooh)
Why (aye) do I still chase the high?
Asking questions, no reply
I just keep asking why?
I just wanna be happy
I need to be free
I pray every night
That something heals me
But I…
Keep asking why?
Why? Why?
(Ooooh)

(Verse 1)
The sky spilled milk across the street
Puddle galaxies under my feet
I hum a tune the wind forgot
Paper boat heart, tied in a knot

My coat’s too big, my voice too small
I’m the typo in the margin scrawl
Wrote my name in steam and glass
But it fades too fast, too fast

(Chorus)
Clouds don’t know my name
They sing in Morse to someone else
I’m static in the frame
A ghost who’s still learning themself
I wave at the rain
It slips right through my seams
I’m stitched into the strange
And left inside the in-between

(Verse 2)
The lamp posts blink in secret code
The sidewalks whisper where to go
But I take the wrong way every time
I guess I’m not on their design

My shadow’s got a second face
It smiles when I misplace grace
Even mirrors turn away
Like I’m not meant to stay

(Chorus)
Clouds don’t know my name
They cry in colors I can’t read
I’m glitching in the game
Wearing shoes that never lead
I wave at the rain
With fingers made of string
A marionette in pain
Still trying to mean something

(Bridge)
Maybe I’m the pause between the notes
A scribbled map with no clear roads
But I still dance beneath the sky
Even if the stars won’t say hi

(Final Chorus)
Clouds don’t know my name
But I painted it in sky glue
With crayons made of flame
And dreams I stitched in two
I wave at the rain
And maybe, just maybe, it waves back
In whispers through the haze
I think I’ve left a crack…

(Outro – whispered/spoken)
The clouds don’t know my name.
But that’s okay.
I’m not done writing it.

clouds don't know my name

Shadows and moonlight .mp3

pop / electronic / indie — Track 4 of 8 from VICE by Nova J. Full album streaming now.

⸻

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
I’m transfixed by the colors
Bleeding in the sky above us
Crimson to tangerine
Sapphire between
I can’t fly
I’m trapped by your side

[Verse 2]
Stoned in the Japanese garden
She took you across the pond to the lions
Said hello darling, wanna take a trip?
Wanna take a hit…hit…hit?

[Verse 3]
She collects candy, Wonder Woman dolls
Just like we were kids, toys and all
She’s paranoid, short on joy
Gives herself away to girls and boys

[Bridge]
I’m intoxicated, I’m suffocated
I wanna go out, I need escape and

[Chorus]
My old friend
I’ve seen you topless, and I’m exhausted
I see your pain
But I just wanna smoke and watch Wednesday

[Outro]
And so the time goes by…I just sit here…comply
And so the time goes by…I just sit here…comply
Ahhhh ahhhh ahhhh
Ahhhh ahhhh ahhhh

WEDNESDAY — Track 4 of 8 from VICE by Nova J

Pop / electronic / indie — Track 8 of 8 from VICE by Nova J. Full album streaming now.

⸻

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Once I lived in shades of sorrow
Every morning looked the same
The baggie and the needle borrowed
All my joy and left me shame
But I walked out past the garden
Where the winter melts to rain
And I saw the world unguarded
All its pleasure, all its pain

[Verse 2]
These stones have whispered stories
These rivers speak my name
What once was dull and endless
Now is wild and uncontained
The rules that used to cage me
Are as fragile as the breeze
And the shame that tried to claim me
Falls like leaves from autumn trees

[Chorus]
Is it me, or am I flying?
Like an eagle in the sky
I can see a burst of color
Where I used to crawl and hide
I have time, sweet, endless mercy
And the road runs out of sight
I can walk this path forever
And I don’t mind

[Bridge]
My mind’s a quiet lantern now
It glows but does not burn
I don’t need every answer
It’s enough to live and learn
Each breath, a small redemption
Each heartbeat, something new
I once was blind to wonder
Now the whole world comes in view

[Outro / Chorus]
Is it me, or am I flying?
Past the ruins I left behind
I can see a burst of color
And I feel the pulse of time
I will walk this road forever
In the rain or in the shine
And I don’t mind
No, I don’t mind

COLOR — Track 8 of 8 from VICE by Nova J

emancipation by Nova J

[Vers 1]
Demons they haunt me
Lost souls, cast away at sea
Heartbeats from dragging me
Into endless purgatory 

But I was pulled from nights’ abyss (oh oh)
By the pull of Divine forgiveness (ooh ooh)
That suffering makes sense
That carried me to this

[Pre Chorus]
And If I had to do it all over again (ahh oh)
If that was the means to meet this end (ahh oh)
And that was the way to learn to live
If I had to
If I had to

[Chorus]
Break the chains of desperation 
Emancipate your mental state
Free your mind, free your body
‘Cause heaven on earth awaits (awaits)

[Post Chorus]
How much longer shall you linger (linger)
In this hell of your own creation? (creation)
Take your hand off that trigger
Feel the joy of emancipation 

[Pre Chorus]
If I had to do it all over again (again)
If that was the means to meet this end (this end)
And that was the way to learn to live (learn to live)
If I had to
If I had to

[Chorus]
Break the chains of desperation 
Emancipate your mental state
Whoa! Free your mind, free your body
‘Cause heaven on earth awaits (awaits)

[INSTRUMENTAL]

[Post Chorus]
How much longer shall you linger (linger)
In this hell of your own creation (creation)
Take your hand off that trigger
Feel the joy of emancipation 

[Bridge]
And if I had to do it all over again
If that was the means to meet this end
And that was the way to learn to live
If I had to
To learn to live
If I had to
To meet this end

[Final Chorus]
Break the chains of desperation 
Emancipate your mental state
Whoa! Free your mind, free your body
‘Cause heaven on earth awaits (awaits)

[Outro]
How much longer shall you linger
In this hell of your own creation
Take your hand off that trigger
Feel the joy of emancipation 
Feel the joy of emancipation 
Feel the joy of emancipation 
Feel the joy of emancipation

emancipation

street cat by Nova J

[Verse 1]
What’s your life like?
Flirting with your green eyes
Captivating me
Seducing me
I’m your slave 
This feral mind of mine
How it wanders, how it churns
These wild thoughts keep swirling
How they simmer, how they burn

[Chorus]
What it must be like…
To be a street cat…
To wander…
To roam…
To be free…

Ooh ooh

[Vers 2]
I fear for you
I don’t want your life to be hard
You take a drink and I feel chosen
But only for a moment before you run away 
You belong to no one
You are possessed by no one
You are sworn to no one 

[Chorus]
What it must be like…
To be a street cat…
To wander…
To roam…
To be free…

Ooh ooh

[Bridge]
The sun is finally shining
After two long weeks of rain
I even caught myself smiling
Like the old me again
But the storm always returns
And the wind always blows
My restless mind
These thoughts never slow

[Chorus]
What it must be like…
To be a street cat…
To wander…
To roam…
To be free…

Ooh ooh 

[Outro]
I try to sit quiet
I try to sit calm
Typhoons and tempests
Spiraling on (and on, and on)
Spiraling on (and on, and on)
Spiraling on (and on, and on)
Spiraling on (and on, and on)
Spiraling on (and on, and on)
Spiraling on (and on, and on)
Spiraling on (and on, and on)
Spiraling on (and on, and on)

street cat

The universality of music and its importance in the life of man is in many ways analogous to water. It may exist in countless forms and several states. It nourishes and sustains many kinds of internal life. 
It nourishes religions, philosophies, and – sciences, without being identical with any of them. Like beauty it is forever ministering, enriching, and expanding the potentials of human consciousness. This is harmony as controlled dynamic force. Music is disciplined sound. 
It is important that all students of philosophy and comparative religion should appreciate the spiritualizing force of great music. 
It is equally valuable to consider the development of music consciousness and music appreciation through the ages and among the different civilizations which have been enriched by its gentle and gracious persuasion. Music has a meaning for man; it fits into his moods without any compromise of its own integrity. Like water it adapts itself instantly to the shape of its container. In a square vessel, it is square; in a circular vessel it is circular. This is true because of the nature of the element itself, and not because it is catering to the shape of the jug, the vase, or the bowl. We must learn to appreciate the difference between music and noise, but overcome the tendency to consider unfamiliar musical forms as merely untutored sounds. While musical impulses are common to all mankind, musical forms divide into familiar and unfamiliar. As we have difficulty in understanding persons whose ways of life are different from our own, so we have difficulty in recognizing and responding to the arts of peoples psychologically remote. The final measure is sincerity, not proximity, but until we have experienced some kind of social communion with a larger world of human aspirations this communion is comparatively impossible. As psychological sympathy develops we gain the possibility of measuring arts and art values in terms of basic integrity rather than by the false standards of personal taste. We have forgotten completely that great music must originate in a great concept of life. 
It is just as important, in fact more important, to release music from within the self than merely to listen. We need the growth resulting from personal performance as well as the civilizing force of appreciation. To the old philosopher, the human body itself was a musical instrument. It is the musician within the body who must control and direct the impulses which flow outward through the personality. We talk much of the science of living but we should think more about the art of living. By surrounding himself with the art which is meritorious, true and beautiful, the music of integrity which wiII restore his ideals, Products of small minds are no to be compared with those of great minds and cultures. This is all we need to understand, even in a jittery world, to sharpen the edge of discrimination for the choice of surroundings and the environment that will spiritually achieve for us that desirable thing known as the balanced life. - Manly P. Hall

Spoiled

NOVA J

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