Mera Naam

Vocals: Sara Haider 
Guitar: Imam Hamdani 
Bass: Ahsan Ghulam 
Drums: Alfred D'mello 
Narration adapted from So Raha Tha Shor Bharpa Tha by Razi Tirmazi   
Recorded/mix/master produced by: Omran Shafique 
Written: Imam Hamdani  
Composed: Sara Haider/Imam Hamdani

Teeen - Woh Bolay

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Recorded, Mixed and Mastered at Digital Fidelity Studios by Mekaal Hasan.
Produced by Zain Ahsan and Danish Khawaja

Man I Love

dreaming out loud

Shaitan

Whales (intro)

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Mixed by Mekaal Hasan and Zain Ahsan.
Recorded & Produced by Zain Ahsan

Cereal Killer (a steady derangement)

This song is a special one for Nadir as a response to a dream where he saw his grandfather worrying about him. We tried to put in a bunch of strange electronic elements into the music towards the end to reflect the direction we're heading in with the new album. Special thanks to Nasir Siddiqui for pushing us in that direction.

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Vocals: Nadir Shehzad
Backing vocals: Ali Suhail, Zahra Paracha
Guitar: Ali Suhail & Zahra Paracha
Synth: Zahra Paracha
Audio production: Ali Suhail & Zahra Paracha
Composition: Ali Suhail
Lyrics: Nadir Shehzad
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Lyrics:
Tu ek pahaar pe khara
Mujhe anay se tu rok raha hai
Teri ruh main hai chhupa
Jo maine anay wala kal main dekha

Yaar oh meray yaar
Mera pyaar
Tu fikr na kar
Rehta hai tu mere andar
Hum donon hain mast qalandar
Thanda karlo apna ghussa
Mujh par kar thora bharosa
Rehta hai tu mere andar 
Hum donon hain mast qalandar

Jab tu mujh ko dikhta hai
Mujhe wohi baat yaad ayi
Meray hathon main jo hai
Inn saaron lo nazar na aye

Yaar oh meray yaar
Mera pyaar
Tu fiqr na kar
Rehta hai Tu mere andar
Hum donon hain mast qalandar
Mera waqt ajayega
Tu bhi dekhta reh jayega
Rehta hai tu mere andar 
Hum donon hain mast qalandar

36 (Chhatees)

Tu Fikr Na Kar [Feat. Nasir Siddiqui] -- تو فکر نا کر

Shorbanoor insisted he wanted to play on an electric guitar. So we borrowed Zain Ahsan's Fender Blues Junior amplifier and used like 3 extension wires to plug the amp in an outdoor setting. That's where Mr. Shorbanoor sang this song before asking us to remove any kind of profanity he may or may not have used. 

The Smog City Sessions is a collaboration between Lahore based RTF Studio and the alternative indie magazine MOSIKI. 
In the smoggy air of Lahore, we're trying to bring the best Pakistani musicians up to the mic to sing a song or two with no audience to witness them except for a couple of cameras, a few curious onlookers, and occasionally Misbah's dogs Crusoe and Mincy.

Shorbanoor - Another Hit

So kar uth chukay hain nawjawan,
Raag ban gayee meri zaban,
Sajda kar liya maghrib kay orr,
Par maan gaye panchhi ka zor!

yeh log nafraton say lutf andoz kyun na howay?

Saath saalo say hai yeh nizam,
hum bhool gaye apna kalaam,
Apnay kutton ko sambhal do,
Aur kitna hongay hum badnaam??

yeh log nafraton say lutf andoz kyun na howay?

Maula maaf  kar mujhay maaf kar mein Sikandar hoon mujhay maaf kar

Dekh tamasha chalta ban kay aaya zamana harkat ka. 

Bemisal -- بیمسال

1st single from the album Words from Boxes by Ali Suhail.

Lyrics:
We stood atop our hill 
Looking down as the valley fills 
Never knowing what it was like 

Never knew what we had 
Making failures out of little plans 
Far away from worldly plights 

Boy, Do I, Miss that time. 

Marking all the streets and trees 
Never knowing boundaries... 
Yellows in a room full of blue 

Never could associate 
With their agendas and their hate 
One and the same, me and you. 

Boy, Do I, Miss that time. 

And I, could not believe 
That you could see 
Everything beyond the eye 
Could not believe 
No one could be 
So simple as you and I 
When we were the heroes, like in my mind 
When no doubts could survive. 
Boy, Do I, miss that time.

Attics - Ali Suhail

Poor Rich Boy, Pakistan’s underground indie-art rock phenomenon, conjures the strangeness of everyday life in a society where expressing one’s inner world can be both a cathartic and subtly rebellious act. Enigmatic and layered, the band’s striking vocals, atmospheric sounds, and the occasional kazoo create a crystalline sound that suggests, but rarely reveals.

Whales (intro)

Poor Rich Boy

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