Follower Spotlight Vol. 128

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My favourites from @proyecto5813

Updated Dec 2024

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P r o y e c t o # 5 8 1 3 🔥❤️🔥 Selections

Aislados
en
(el) ómnibus
por
detonar urbes

Los naipes
que
imita(ban)
la
economía

Las uvas
de
(la) guitarra
que
eximen brasas

El rollo
se
ufana(ba)
de
ceñir el aire

Beduinos
y
(e)remitas
con
vana hilacha.

 
B E D u (i) n o S  y  e r e M (i) T a S

 
D i ó g e n e s  T a c u a r a

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Beduinos y eremitas

(...)
Tu
ves 
dictar
ideas
del lavadero
sobre el ombú aéreo

(...)
en
el
batir
del búho
hace añicos
el imán parlante Yahvé 

(...)
en
el
Kariz
el gozo
en el Kiristi
boxean contra el zorro


EL KaRiz  

D i ó g e n e s  T a c u a r a 

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el_karis

Batir del buho

Playboi Carti, A$AP ROCKY x Rihanna - WE FOUND CHOPPA [D33B0 Forbidden Mashup #2]

Vince Staples x PinkPantheress - Señorita Pain [D33B0 Forbidden Mashup #3]

First time trying botanica, and I tried to mix parts of my style into it :) hope you enjoy this!!

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Artwork by me :)

Serein - "the fine, light rain that falls from a clear sky at sunset or in the early hours of night..."

serein

I think this is my favourite song I've produced, and it took me a long time so I hope you enjoy it <3

Artwork by me :D

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Break Me Down

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BOW BOW BOW DUBSTEP - SEXXY RED X EPHEX (MIXED BY D33B0)

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takechee

Silent Scream

Axel sent me a tune he had and said " can you do anything with this ? " So I contacted Charlotte and the 3 of us created this super alternative Country song , we do hope you like it ! Well after this one everything is nearly completed but nothing actually is , if you see what I mean , 2 songs with Axel , one with Charlotte , and one with Dave Cooper , who is sunning himself on a Med cruise at this moment in time , lucky bugger ! I might do a couple of remixes just to keep things going , don't know yet , please stay tuned !

Together Again

The movie Brazil by Terry Gilliam has an important memory in my heart and the lyrics came from that story here the lyrics : 
Punch in an office of boredom 
That outmarchs your identity 
Obvious powers that command you 
Without a bit of humanity.  

Controlled lives by day 
Controlled dreams by night 
Illusion of a total control that will annihilate us.  

Your Angel Grows in you 
Blue eyes that caress you 
Make of you 
The Strength and courage and risk 
That was in you Sweet union always dreamed of 
Lives in you.  

Routine broken cleanly From a desire for freedom 
Madness and blood that threaten you 
From a system of stamped sheets  
Life resurrected from a desire 
Hidden in a corrupt office 
Leviathan greedy for stolen lives 
From a work of sheets and drafts  
Your Angel Grows in you Blue eyes that caress you Make of you.

Song sung By Luca Giordano Backing vocal By T.Giannini

Il Corriere Smarrito

Zilbra

All Things Are Impermanent

First track of a new album where I'll try to be more eclectic, with closer approach to some genres. Experimented on this one over-editing vocal line on the left, and getting midi files out of organic guitar melodies, which I could play with virtual instruments. I hope you'll enjoy a different Ruizzoid shape.

Dedicated to Germán Coppini’s ‘Golpes Bajos’, one of my favorite groups of the Spanish ‘Nueva Ola’.

Pic: “Trapped in the past”, taken by me casually in the street.

Lyrics (original/translated):

NO TODO ACABA (JUGUETES ROTOS)  /  NOT EVERYTHING ENDS (BROKEN TOYS)

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba,  /  Make me think that not everything ends,
hay cosas en la vida que no cambian nada.  /  there are things in life which don’t change at all.
Hazme pensar que no estás gastada,  /  Make me think that you are not worn,
que el paso de los años no te cambió nada.  /  that the passing years didn’t change you at all.

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba.(bis)  /  Make me think that not everything ends. (bis)

Juguetes rotos, muñecas olvidadas,  /  Broken toys, forgotten dolls,
la imagen de mi espejo parece cansada.  /  the image from my mirror seems to be tired.
La voz de la noche ya no me llama,  /  The voice of the night doesn’t call me anymore,
me  resisto a pensar que todo se acaba.  /  I refuse to think that everything ends.

Hazme pensar que lo nuestro no acaba  /  Make me think that our thing doesn’t end
cuando despierte por la mañana.  /  when I wake up in the morning.
Hazme pensar en ti con calma,  /  Make me think about you calmly,
hazme creer que te tengo amarrada.  /  make me think that I get you tied up.

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba.(bis)  /  Make me think that not everything ends. (bis)

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba,  /  Make me think that not everything ends,
hazme creer que aún estoy en casa,  /  make me think that I’m still at home,
hazme pensar que duermo entre sábanas,   /  make me think that I sleep between sheets,
hazme pensar que nada cambia.  /  make me think that nothing changes.

Hazme pensar que no todo acaba.(bis)  /  Make me think that not everything ends. (bis)

ER31FI01 RUIZZO©1996 – FRANCÉS RECORDS®2016

No todo acaba (Juguetes rotos)

Gil Gámez : producción.
Mía León : diseño y edición.
Diógenes Tacuara : letra y arreglos.

Proyecto5813 pertenece al laboratorio audiovisual de CERCo21 (Centro de Estudios y Revisión Conrinuum). Un espacio que investiga lo que tienen en común una torre eléctrica y una palmera, los andes y los rascacielos, un microchips y una hélice de ADN. P5813 es un sintetizador que sondea las proporciones para orquestar sonidos, esculpir piedra, edificar ciudades y construir herramientas. Alquimia de Valores. No hay lugar para el arte por el arte mismo sino como producción estética. No es un deleite a los sentidos sino un choque psicológico que utiliza los sentidos como medio. Música para la vista. P5813 es la armonía entre la arquitectura de frecuencias  y un oscilador de punto-línea.
El ruido de la tecnología. Música hecha con los deshechos del capitalismo.

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