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

American Anti-Music Designed and Performed by Stark Hunter 

Stark Hunter- Keyboard, Special Musical Effects, Producer. 2025

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Many thanks to the guys in the band for this recording. It required a half dozen “takes,” but we finally achieved the sound we were shooting for.  

For this program music, imagine being locked inside an old mausoleum at 2 in the morning, when suddenly spirits of the dead appear with their dead lovers. When the guys start jamming, the dead begin to materialize and dance like they did when young in 1967.  Floating candles of fire hover above the dancing dead as the wild moaning music plays on until dawn., unheard by anyone alive in the entire world. 

Thanks for listening. It’s true. There is no music in the entire world like this music. SH

Live Mausoleum Music

Shaitan

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

Whales (intro)

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Recorded & Produced by Zain Ahsan

Cereal Killer (a steady derangement)

Lyrics:

Words have gotten stale in my brain
The thoughts remain the same
I don’t need convincing anymore
And none of your concerns

I feel all right
But I’m empty inside

If you claim to be my friend
Why won’t you try to get into my head?
Please try to tweak things up a little bit
Kick start my heart back on the road

I seem alright
But I’m empty inside

Because inside is a withered tree
Waiting for the spring
And sometimes I feel an odd change
But the ebb tide takes it all away 

Beneath the surface of the ocean
There are treasures undiscovered
Keep digging and searching
For that pearl you left behind
In your search for purpose
In a time of wonder

I’ve been trying to find
Some meaning in this life
But I can’t see through it all
These objects that I see 
Are they for real?
Or is it all just in my mind
Am I just in my mind?

Credits
Vocals: Altamash Sever
Guitars: Luke Azariah and Misbah Uddin
Drums: Yusuf Ramay
Keys: Luke Azariah and Misbah Uddin
Saxophone: Jibraan Saeed

Produced by Misbah Uddin at Aeroplane Records
Drums tracked at True Brew Records

A very special thanks to: 
Zain Ahsan for letting us borrow his Fender blues junior amp. 
Danish Khwaja for just being there and for that suggestion for that part in Noni. 
Waleed Ahmed for being a source of inspiration and for that advice about using gated reverb on Ebb. 
Amr Kashmiri for being so damn hospitable and letting us use his expensive analog compressor and his Moog sub 37 and for also creating that sound of sea waves. 
Tabish Habib for directing the music video for Noni. 
Jamal Rahman for letting us use True Brew Records to track drums for all the songs we've made after 'Lead the Way'.
Sameen Qasim for her beautiful voice that we used for some of our backing vocal tracks.
Muhammad Awais for designing our logo and letting us use his neon light Keeray Makoray logo for our music video.
Haris Hidayatullah for being such an awesome human being and digitalizing, editing and animating our album artwork.

Island In The City

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
_____________________________

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

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Recorded, Mixed at Poor Rich Boy Studios.
Mastered by Abeer Sheikh
Produced by Zain Ahsan & Danish Khawaja

Old Money

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

Phool-pato mein pyaar dhoond rahay ho kya?
Itni bhi aqal nahi hai?
Ma ki baat suno forun so jao yaha
Itni daant tum kha chukay ho
So gaye ho-khwaab dekh rahay ho kya?
Itni bhi aqal nahi hai?
Ma ki baat suno forun so jao yaha.

Jinn bhooto say na dar unsay poocho tum sawal
itnay bhi buray nahi hain,
Ma ki baat suno forun so jao yaha
Itni daant tum kha chukay ho
So gaye ho?-Khwaab dekh rahay ho kya?
Itni bhi aqal nahi hai
ma ki baat suno forun so jao yaha

Mujh ko lori na suna-taaray gin raha hoon
Jab say idhar hoon khara behtar ho gaya hoon



Bhai Jan -- بھائ جان

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.