GALAXY SHOWER is J. Augustus first release of 2021. A five track dnb EP that bounces and rides the vibes. 

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Additional release info: 
LABEL: Quaziscience Recordings
ARTIST: J. Augustus
TITLE: Galaxy Shower
GENRES: Drum & Bass, Neuro
CAT: QZR006
RELEASE DATE: 2021-07-30
TRACKS: 5

Check out other tracks on this release:
1.) J. Augustus - Cap City / Bat City
2.) J. Augustus - Galaxy Shower
3.) J. Augustus - That Be That
4.) J. Augustus - Time For Space
5.) J. Augustus - Pre Contemp

J. Augustus - Cap City / Bat City

Stream/download at: https://lbl.gr/lbJyfi // Started in 2017 with a creative suggestion from his then-manager RUN DMT, Justin Augustus Fay, also known as J. Augustus aka Saint Jae, completed the project in 2021 and is now releasing his first non-drum and bass release on his imprint Quaziscience Recordings XX catalog line.

J. Augustus has created a masterful 7-song audio biography titled TUNED IN, and he has raised the bar to unimaginable heights. TUNED IN reveals J's ambitions for the future, and it's not all drum and bass, as so many people associate J. with.

In a recent interview with BLANG from Bell Ringer Records Podcast J. gave some insight, "Starting this record label was never just about DnB. I've been producing hip hop for longer and both genres are equal parts of who I am and after many drum and bass releases, I figured I'd show what I'm best at and surprise everyone with the drop of TUNED IN".

The EP's first track, "PHAT", has a nonquantized intro that is seductive and feels intoxicating, with the breaks percussive swing serving as the focal point. Imagine DJ Krush "4109" meets Damion Marley "Welcome To Jam Rock". With the horns and musical accompaniment reverbed into a massive space sitting over a gritty, unforgiving drum that you must carefully nod your head to. To top it off, the low end is super booming, with the sub-jumping octaves with the trumpets. Put your trust in J. to bring the noise to nod your head to. "PHAT" quickly establishes the epic beat-maker vibe that will take you on his journey.

"SPOOK TIGHT" arrives just in time for the fall season. With its eerie vocal pads and Halloween vibes, J creates a truly spooky atmosphere with deeply versed fx that seem to drip down from above onto a squashed and compressed drum break reminiscent of the early days of hip hop. Sharp piano keys and a solid overdriven upright bass complement a throwback vibe and show deep respect to the producers that came before him. 

"CHILDREN'S CHOIR" appears to be a focal point of the EP's shift in direction, as it features an automated and gated choir that is fully verbed and kept beautifully as an acapella. Throughout the tune's deep 808 bass hits, the theme is a heavenly choir pad of glorious children's voices. It feels like magic as this song seems to keep rising onward and upward to a place unexpected by the vocal in the next song.

"SO DEE" introduces you to the voice of J. Augustus himself as you hear, "So you want me to rap?", then another voice replies, "Can you rap with that?". Here we see the comical side of J. Augustus and his use of a mandolin lead and a kazoo stab versed and delayed to fade into the depths of the song. Clean subs round out the witty dialog back and forth as it works into the title track, "Simple Plan".

"Tuned In" seems to be the purpose and peak up to this point of the EP. We can hear his musicality with his instrumentation and vocals, all of which push the message of remaining peaceful and loving towards one another. This tune feels like love as the horns and pads all come together to form "a breeze" as J. encourages everyone to "keep it easy and stay breezy". 

"OK!" feels like the washing away of everything that is holding us back. A distant beautiful voice is held back by clever use of white noise and filtering. As the filters turn off the immense power and vibes of rebirth, this composition rises from the ashes like a Phoenix. It truly conveys to the listener that everything will be as stated in the title... "OK!"

To recap the body of work, "XAN XAN," a floaty gem of minimal trip-hop, is meant to show that perhaps the anxiety J. has dealt with his entire life can be washed away. "Xan XAN" is J. Augustus' formula for purging the soul of anxiousness and static.

Listen, buy and enjoy! ￼...

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Additional release info: 
LABEL: Quaziscience Recordings
ARTIST: J. Augustus
TITLE: Tuned In
GENRES: Downtempo, Instrumental Hip-Hop
CAT: QZRXX002
RELEASE DATE: 2021-11-30
TRACKS: 7

Check out other tracks on this release:
1.) J. Augustus - PHAT
2.) J. Augustus - SPOOK TIGHT
3.) J. Augustus - Childrens Choir
4.) J. Augustus - YOU DEE
5.) J. Augustus - TUNED IN
6.) J. Augustus - OK!
7.) J. Augustus - XAN XAN

J. Augustus - TUNED IN

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TRACK: Bluesman Beater
ALBUM TITLE: My Studio Space Vol. 1 (QZR007)
RELEASE DATE: 2022-05-20
LABEL: Quaziscience Recordings

My Studio Space - The Iris Terminal

Eyes open. The blur begins to focus into the red, yellow and blue hues of the neon lights just above his head. Awake, again. Alone. Again. He sits up, reaches for his spaceflight suit and pulls it on as he walks past the ceiling high windows of the old space station. 

There hasn't been an event in years. Why do I need to even be here. The corridor turns and he approaches the dim lights of the kitchenette. As he takes a moment to breath in the dull familiarity the panel next to him clicks. The smell of warm coffee permeates the air as it swings open. He grabs the still steaming cup inside and pushes the panel back in place. 

He sips at the rim, too hot, and peers out at the colorless void behind the triple layered glass. It always unnerved him, despite the mathematics of it, that there was less than 12 inches of glass between him and the death vacuum of a cold, desolate, never ending nothingness. It reminded him of home, where all things artistic and beautiful had long since been outlawed. The abolishment of the Spectrum, pulling the life out of living. At least here there was color.

He opens another panel, grabs a blue makeshift umbrella and continues on his routine. 347 steps. No more, no less. The windows turn to wiring and panels, buzzing lights and a still dripping water pipe... the umbrella proving as useful as always. 

I should probably figure out how to fix that. Or at least recycle the organics. He rounds the corner and shuffles down the stairs towards a heavy set door. He pulls out a small keycard with MCM branded across it, a line scratched across it. Checking over his should he swipes the card and quickly enters the room, slamming it shut behind him. The sanctuary. A purple soft glow envelops the room, vibrant keyboards and slow blinking lights, screens streaming meteorological readouts and analysis data in a multitude of colors. His favorite chair, The Captain's Chair, waiting for him like his secret lover. With a sigh of relief, he falls back into it, spinning around a few times, a wry smile biting at his lips. 

My Home. My Studio Space...

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Album Art : Robb Swanlund 

Robb Swanlund is a visual artist working in both digital and hands-on drawing methods. As an award winning artist, Swanlund's imagery confronts spirituality and human experiences involving mental health.Swanlund's unique line quality in his artwork and passion for visual and written storytelling have unfolded in the pages of published sketchbooks, large illustrated series, and freelance commissions.

Follow J. Augustus:
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J. Augustus - Bluesman Beater

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TRACK: Rain Stormer
ALBUM TITLE: My Studio Space Vol. 1 (QZR007)
RELEASE DATE: 2022-05-20
LABEL: Quaziscience Recordings

My Studio Space - The Iris Terminal

Eyes open. The blur begins to focus into the red, yellow and blue hues of the neon lights just above his head. Awake, again. Alone. Again. He sits up, reaches for his spaceflight suit and pulls it on as he walks past the ceiling high windows of the old space station. 

There hasn't been an event in years. Why do I need to even be here. The corridor turns and he approaches the dim lights of the kitchenette. As he takes a moment to breath in the dull familiarity the panel next to him clicks. The smell of warm coffee permeates the air as it swings open. He grabs the still steaming cup inside and pushes the panel back in place. 

He sips at the rim, too hot, and peers out at the colorless void behind the triple layered glass. It always unnerved him, despite the mathematics of it, that there was less than 12 inches of glass between him and the death vacuum of a cold, desolate, never ending nothingness. It reminded him of home, where all things artistic and beautiful had long since been outlawed. The abolishment of the Spectrum, pulling the life out of living. At least here there was color.

He opens another panel, grabs a blue makeshift umbrella and continues on his routine. 347 steps. No more, no less. The windows turn to wiring and panels, buzzing lights and a still dripping water pipe... the umbrella proving as useful as always. 

I should probably figure out how to fix that. Or at least recycle the organics. He rounds the corner and shuffles down the stairs towards a heavy set door. He pulls out a small keycard with MCM branded across it, a line scratched across it. Checking over his should he swipes the card and quickly enters the room, slamming it shut behind him. The sanctuary. A purple soft glow envelops the room, vibrant keyboards and slow blinking lights, screens streaming meteorological readouts and analysis data in a multitude of colors. His favorite chair, The Captain's Chair, waiting for him like his secret lover. With a sigh of relief, he falls back into it, spinning around a few times, a wry smile biting at his lips. 

My Home. My Studio Space...

------------------------------------------------
Album Art : Robb Swanlund 

Robb Swanlund is a visual artist working in both digital and hands-on drawing methods. As an award winning artist, Swanlund's imagery confronts spirituality and human experiences involving mental health.Swanlund's unique line quality in his artwork and passion for visual and written storytelling have unfolded in the pages of published sketchbooks, large illustrated series, and freelance commissions.

Follow J. Augustus:
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https://www.facebook.com/thejaugustus/
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J. Augustus - Rain Stormer

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TRACK: Sexy Shleeper
ALBUM TITLE: My Studio Space Vol. 1 (QZR007)
RELEASE DATE: 2022-05-20
LABEL: Quaziscience Recordings

My Studio Space - The Iris Terminal

Eyes open. The blur begins to focus into the red, yellow and blue hues of the neon lights just above his head. Awake, again. Alone. Again. He sits up, reaches for his spaceflight suit and pulls it on as he walks past the ceiling high windows of the old space station. 

There hasn't been an event in years. Why do I need to even be here. The corridor turns and he approaches the dim lights of the kitchenette. As he takes a moment to breath in the dull familiarity the panel next to him clicks. The smell of warm coffee permeates the air as it swings open. He grabs the still steaming cup inside and pushes the panel back in place. 

He sips at the rim, too hot, and peers out at the colorless void behind the triple layered glass. It always unnerved him, despite the mathematics of it, that there was less than 12 inches of glass between him and the death vacuum of a cold, desolate, never ending nothingness. It reminded him of home, where all things artistic and beautiful had long since been outlawed. The abolishment of the Spectrum, pulling the life out of living. At least here there was color.

He opens another panel, grabs a blue makeshift umbrella and continues on his routine. 347 steps. No more, no less. The windows turn to wiring and panels, buzzing lights and a still dripping water pipe... the umbrella proving as useful as always. 

I should probably figure out how to fix that. Or at least recycle the organics. He rounds the corner and shuffles down the stairs towards a heavy set door. He pulls out a small keycard with MCM branded across it, a line scratched across it. Checking over his should he swipes the card and quickly enters the room, slamming it shut behind him. The sanctuary. A purple soft glow envelops the room, vibrant keyboards and slow blinking lights, screens streaming meteorological readouts and analysis data in a multitude of colors. His favorite chair, The Captain's Chair, waiting for him like his secret lover. With a sigh of relief, he falls back into it, spinning around a few times, a wry smile biting at his lips. 

My Home. My Studio Space...

------------------------------------------------
Album Art : Robb Swanlund 

Robb Swanlund is a visual artist working in both digital and hands-on drawing methods. As an award winning artist, Swanlund's imagery confronts spirituality and human experiences involving mental health.Swanlund's unique line quality in his artwork and passion for visual and written storytelling have unfolded in the pages of published sketchbooks, large illustrated series, and freelance commissions.

Follow J. Augustus:
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https://www.facebook.com/thejaugustus/
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J. Augustus - Sexy Shleeper

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TRACK: Sexy As A Son Of A Bitch
ALBUM TITLE: My Studio Space Vol. 1 (QZR007)
RELEASE DATE: 2022-05-20
LABEL: Quaziscience Recordings

My Studio Space - The Iris Terminal

Eyes open. The blur begins to focus into the red, yellow and blue hues of the neon lights just above his head. Awake, again. Alone. Again. He sits up, reaches for his spaceflight suit and pulls it on as he walks past the ceiling high windows of the old space station. 

There hasn't been an event in years. Why do I need to even be here. The corridor turns and he approaches the dim lights of the kitchenette. As he takes a moment to breath in the dull familiarity the panel next to him clicks. The smell of warm coffee permeates the air as it swings open. He grabs the still steaming cup inside and pushes the panel back in place. 

He sips at the rim, too hot, and peers out at the colorless void behind the triple layered glass. It always unnerved him, despite the mathematics of it, that there was less than 12 inches of glass between him and the death vacuum of a cold, desolate, never ending nothingness. It reminded him of home, where all things artistic and beautiful had long since been outlawed. The abolishment of the Spectrum, pulling the life out of living. At least here there was color.

He opens another panel, grabs a blue makeshift umbrella and continues on his routine. 347 steps. No more, no less. The windows turn to wiring and panels, buzzing lights and a still dripping water pipe... the umbrella proving as useful as always. 

I should probably figure out how to fix that. Or at least recycle the organics. He rounds the corner and shuffles down the stairs towards a heavy set door. He pulls out a small keycard with MCM branded across it, a line scratched across it. Checking over his should he swipes the card and quickly enters the room, slamming it shut behind him. The sanctuary. A purple soft glow envelops the room, vibrant keyboards and slow blinking lights, screens streaming meteorological readouts and analysis data in a multitude of colors. His favorite chair, The Captain's Chair, waiting for him like his secret lover. With a sigh of relief, he falls back into it, spinning around a few times, a wry smile biting at his lips. 

My Home. My Studio Space...

------------------------------------------------
Album Art : Robb Swanlund 

Robb Swanlund is a visual artist working in both digital and hands-on drawing methods. As an award winning artist, Swanlund's imagery confronts spirituality and human experiences involving mental health.Swanlund's unique line quality in his artwork and passion for visual and written storytelling have unfolded in the pages of published sketchbooks, large illustrated series, and freelance commissions.

Follow J. Augustus:
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https://www.instagram.com/the_J.Augustus/
https://www.facebook.com/thejaugustus/
https://twitter.com/theJAugustus

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J. Augustus - Sexy As A Son Of A Bitch

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TRACK: Stunted Growth
ALBUM TITLE: My Studio Space Vol. 1 (QZR007)
RELEASE DATE: 2022-05-20
LABEL: Quaziscience Recordings

My Studio Space - The Iris Terminal

Eyes open. The blur begins to focus into the red, yellow and blue hues of the neon lights just above his head. Awake, again. Alone. Again. He sits up, reaches for his spaceflight suit and pulls it on as he walks past the ceiling high windows of the old space station. 

There hasn't been an event in years. Why do I need to even be here. The corridor turns and he approaches the dim lights of the kitchenette. As he takes a moment to breath in the dull familiarity the panel next to him clicks. The smell of warm coffee permeates the air as it swings open. He grabs the still steaming cup inside and pushes the panel back in place. 

He sips at the rim, too hot, and peers out at the colorless void behind the triple layered glass. It always unnerved him, despite the mathematics of it, that there was less than 12 inches of glass between him and the death vacuum of a cold, desolate, never ending nothingness. It reminded him of home, where all things artistic and beautiful had long since been outlawed. The abolishment of the Spectrum, pulling the life out of living. At least here there was color.

He opens another panel, grabs a blue makeshift umbrella and continues on his routine. 347 steps. No more, no less. The windows turn to wiring and panels, buzzing lights and a still dripping water pipe... the umbrella proving as useful as always. 

I should probably figure out how to fix that. Or at least recycle the organics. He rounds the corner and shuffles down the stairs towards a heavy set door. He pulls out a small keycard with MCM branded across it, a line scratched across it. Checking over his should he swipes the card and quickly enters the room, slamming it shut behind him. The sanctuary. A purple soft glow envelops the room, vibrant keyboards and slow blinking lights, screens streaming meteorological readouts and analysis data in a multitude of colors. His favorite chair, The Captain's Chair, waiting for him like his secret lover. With a sigh of relief, he falls back into it, spinning around a few times, a wry smile biting at his lips. 

My Home. My Studio Space...

------------------------------------------------
Album Art : Robb Swanlund 

Robb Swanlund is a visual artist working in both digital and hands-on drawing methods. As an award winning artist, Swanlund's imagery confronts spirituality and human experiences involving mental health.Swanlund's unique line quality in his artwork and passion for visual and written storytelling have unfolded in the pages of published sketchbooks, large illustrated series, and freelance commissions.

Follow J. Augustus:
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https://www.instagram.com/the_J.Augustus/
https://www.facebook.com/thejaugustus/
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J. Augustus - Stunted Growth

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TRACK: Warrior Play
ALBUM TITLE: My Studio Space Vol. 1 (QZR007)
RELEASE DATE: 2022-05-20
LABEL: Quaziscience Recordings

My Studio Space - The Iris Terminal

Eyes open. The blur begins to focus into the red, yellow and blue hues of the neon lights just above his head. Awake, again. Alone. Again. He sits up, reaches for his spaceflight suit and pulls it on as he walks past the ceiling high windows of the old space station. 

There hasn't been an event in years. Why do I need to even be here. The corridor turns and he approaches the dim lights of the kitchenette. As he takes a moment to breath in the dull familiarity the panel next to him clicks. The smell of warm coffee permeates the air as it swings open. He grabs the still steaming cup inside and pushes the panel back in place. 

He sips at the rim, too hot, and peers out at the colorless void behind the triple layered glass. It always unnerved him, despite the mathematics of it, that there was less than 12 inches of glass between him and the death vacuum of a cold, desolate, never ending nothingness. It reminded him of home, where all things artistic and beautiful had long since been outlawed. The abolishment of the Spectrum, pulling the life out of living. At least here there was color.

He opens another panel, grabs a blue makeshift umbrella and continues on his routine. 347 steps. No more, no less. The windows turn to wiring and panels, buzzing lights and a still dripping water pipe... the umbrella proving as useful as always. 

I should probably figure out how to fix that. Or at least recycle the organics. He rounds the corner and shuffles down the stairs towards a heavy set door. He pulls out a small keycard with MCM branded across it, a line scratched across it. Checking over his should he swipes the card and quickly enters the room, slamming it shut behind him. The sanctuary. A purple soft glow envelops the room, vibrant keyboards and slow blinking lights, screens streaming meteorological readouts and analysis data in a multitude of colors. His favorite chair, The Captain's Chair, waiting for him like his secret lover. With a sigh of relief, he falls back into it, spinning around a few times, a wry smile biting at his lips. 

My Home. My Studio Space...

------------------------------------------------
Album Art : Robb Swanlund 

Robb Swanlund is a visual artist working in both digital and hands-on drawing methods. As an award winning artist, Swanlund's imagery confronts spirituality and human experiences involving mental health.Swanlund's unique line quality in his artwork and passion for visual and written storytelling have unfolded in the pages of published sketchbooks, large illustrated series, and freelance commissions.

Follow J. Augustus:
https://soundcloud.com/jaugustusofficial
https://www.instagram.com/the_J.Augustus/
https://www.facebook.com/thejaugustus/
https://twitter.com/theJAugustus

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J. Augustus - Warrior Play

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TRACK: 90s Shocking
ALBUM TITLE: My Studio Space Vol. 1 (QZR007)
RELEASE DATE: 2022-05-20
LABEL: Quaziscience Recordings

My Studio Space - The Iris Terminal

Eyes open. The blur begins to focus into the red, yellow and blue hues of the neon lights just above his head. Awake, again. Alone. Again. He sits up, reaches for his spaceflight suit and pulls it on as he walks past the ceiling high windows of the old space station. 

There hasn't been an event in years. Why do I need to even be here. The corridor turns and he approaches the dim lights of the kitchenette. As he takes a moment to breath in the dull familiarity the panel next to him clicks. The smell of warm coffee permeates the air as it swings open. He grabs the still steaming cup inside and pushes the panel back in place. 

He sips at the rim, too hot, and peers out at the colorless void behind the triple layered glass. It always unnerved him, despite the mathematics of it, that there was less than 12 inches of glass between him and the death vacuum of a cold, desolate, never ending nothingness. It reminded him of home, where all things artistic and beautiful had long since been outlawed. The abolishment of the Spectrum, pulling the life out of living. At least here there was color.

He opens another panel, grabs a blue makeshift umbrella and continues on his routine. 347 steps. No more, no less. The windows turn to wiring and panels, buzzing lights and a still dripping water pipe... the umbrella proving as useful as always. 

I should probably figure out how to fix that. Or at least recycle the organics. He rounds the corner and shuffles down the stairs towards a heavy set door. He pulls out a small keycard with MCM branded across it, a line scratched across it. Checking over his should he swipes the card and quickly enters the room, slamming it shut behind him. The sanctuary. A purple soft glow envelops the room, vibrant keyboards and slow blinking lights, screens streaming meteorological readouts and analysis data in a multitude of colors. His favorite chair, The Captain's Chair, waiting for him like his secret lover. With a sigh of relief, he falls back into it, spinning around a few times, a wry smile biting at his lips. 

My Home. My Studio Space...

------------------------------------------------
Album Art : Robb Swanlund 

Robb Swanlund is a visual artist working in both digital and hands-on drawing methods. As an award winning artist, Swanlund's imagery confronts spirituality and human experiences involving mental health.Swanlund's unique line quality in his artwork and passion for visual and written storytelling have unfolded in the pages of published sketchbooks, large illustrated series, and freelance commissions.

Follow J. Augustus:
https://soundcloud.com/jaugustusofficial
https://www.instagram.com/the_J.Augustus/
https://www.facebook.com/thejaugustus/
https://twitter.com/theJAugustus

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J. Augustus - 90s Shocking

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TRACK: A Beat Clark
ALBUM TITLE: My Studio Space Vol. 1 (QZR007)
RELEASE DATE: 2022-05-20
LABEL: Quaziscience Recordings

My Studio Space - The Iris Terminal

Eyes open. The blur begins to focus into the red, yellow and blue hues of the neon lights just above his head. Awake, again. Alone. Again. He sits up, reaches for his spaceflight suit and pulls it on as he walks past the ceiling high windows of the old space station. 

There hasn't been an event in years. Why do I need to even be here. The corridor turns and he approaches the dim lights of the kitchenette. As he takes a moment to breath in the dull familiarity the panel next to him clicks. The smell of warm coffee permeates the air as it swings open. He grabs the still steaming cup inside and pushes the panel back in place. 

He sips at the rim, too hot, and peers out at the colorless void behind the triple layered glass. It always unnerved him, despite the mathematics of it, that there was less than 12 inches of glass between him and the death vacuum of a cold, desolate, never ending nothingness. It reminded him of home, where all things artistic and beautiful had long since been outlawed. The abolishment of the Spectrum, pulling the life out of living. At least here there was color.

He opens another panel, grabs a blue makeshift umbrella and continues on his routine. 347 steps. No more, no less. The windows turn to wiring and panels, buzzing lights and a still dripping water pipe... the umbrella proving as useful as always. 

I should probably figure out how to fix that. Or at least recycle the organics. He rounds the corner and shuffles down the stairs towards a heavy set door. He pulls out a small keycard with MCM branded across it, a line scratched across it. Checking over his should he swipes the card and quickly enters the room, slamming it shut behind him. The sanctuary. A purple soft glow envelops the room, vibrant keyboards and slow blinking lights, screens streaming meteorological readouts and analysis data in a multitude of colors. His favorite chair, The Captain's Chair, waiting for him like his secret lover. With a sigh of relief, he falls back into it, spinning around a few times, a wry smile biting at his lips. 

My Home. My Studio Space...

------------------------------------------------
Album Art : Robb Swanlund 

Robb Swanlund is a visual artist working in both digital and hands-on drawing methods. As an award winning artist, Swanlund's imagery confronts spirituality and human experiences involving mental health.Swanlund's unique line quality in his artwork and passion for visual and written storytelling have unfolded in the pages of published sketchbooks, large illustrated series, and freelance commissions.

Follow J. Augustus:
https://soundcloud.com/jaugustusofficial
https://www.instagram.com/the_J.Augustus/
https://www.facebook.com/thejaugustus/
https://twitter.com/theJAugustus

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J. Augustus - A Beat Clark

Available everywhere: https://lbl.gr/90lCvZ

TRACK: Who You?
ALBUM TITLE: My Studio Space Vol. 1 (QZR007)
RELEASE DATE: 2022-05-20
LABEL: Quaziscience Recordings

My Studio Space - The Iris Terminal

Eyes open. The blur begins to focus into the red, yellow and blue hues of the neon lights just above his head. Awake, again. Alone. Again. He sits up, reaches for his spaceflight suit and pulls it on as he walks past the ceiling high windows of the old space station. 

There hasn't been an event in years. Why do I need to even be here. The corridor turns and he approaches the dim lights of the kitchenette. As he takes a moment to breath in the dull familiarity the panel next to him clicks. The smell of warm coffee permeates the air as it swings open. He grabs the still steaming cup inside and pushes the panel back in place. 

He sips at the rim, too hot, and peers out at the colorless void behind the triple layered glass. It always unnerved him, despite the mathematics of it, that there was less than 12 inches of glass between him and the death vacuum of a cold, desolate, never ending nothingness. It reminded him of home, where all things artistic and beautiful had long since been outlawed. The abolishment of the Spectrum, pulling the life out of living. At least here there was color.

He opens another panel, grabs a blue makeshift umbrella and continues on his routine. 347 steps. No more, no less. The windows turn to wiring and panels, buzzing lights and a still dripping water pipe... the umbrella proving as useful as always. 

I should probably figure out how to fix that. Or at least recycle the organics. He rounds the corner and shuffles down the stairs towards a heavy set door. He pulls out a small keycard with MCM branded across it, a line scratched across it. Checking over his should he swipes the card and quickly enters the room, slamming it shut behind him. The sanctuary. A purple soft glow envelops the room, vibrant keyboards and slow blinking lights, screens streaming meteorological readouts and analysis data in a multitude of colors. His favorite chair, The Captain's Chair, waiting for him like his secret lover. With a sigh of relief, he falls back into it, spinning around a few times, a wry smile biting at his lips. 

My Home. My Studio Space...

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Album Art : Robb Swanlund 

Robb Swanlund is a visual artist working in both digital and hands-on drawing methods. As an award winning artist, Swanlund's imagery confronts spirituality and human experiences involving mental health.Swanlund's unique line quality in his artwork and passion for visual and written storytelling have unfolded in the pages of published sketchbooks, large illustrated series, and freelance commissions.

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J. Augustus - Who You?

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TRACK: Who Done It
ALBUM TITLE: My Studio Space Vol. 1 (QZR007)
RELEASE DATE: 2022-05-20
LABEL: Quaziscience Recordings

My Studio Space - The Iris Terminal

Eyes open. The blur begins to focus into the red, yellow and blue hues of the neon lights just above his head. Awake, again. Alone. Again. He sits up, reaches for his spaceflight suit and pulls it on as he walks past the ceiling high windows of the old space station. 

There hasn't been an event in years. Why do I need to even be here. The corridor turns and he approaches the dim lights of the kitchenette. As he takes a moment to breath in the dull familiarity the panel next to him clicks. The smell of warm coffee permeates the air as it swings open. He grabs the still steaming cup inside and pushes the panel back in place. 

He sips at the rim, too hot, and peers out at the colorless void behind the triple layered glass. It always unnerved him, despite the mathematics of it, that there was less than 12 inches of glass between him and the death vacuum of a cold, desolate, never ending nothingness. It reminded him of home, where all things artistic and beautiful had long since been outlawed. The abolishment of the Spectrum, pulling the life out of living. At least here there was color.

He opens another panel, grabs a blue makeshift umbrella and continues on his routine. 347 steps. No more, no less. The windows turn to wiring and panels, buzzing lights and a still dripping water pipe... the umbrella proving as useful as always. 

I should probably figure out how to fix that. Or at least recycle the organics. He rounds the corner and shuffles down the stairs towards a heavy set door. He pulls out a small keycard with MCM branded across it, a line scratched across it. Checking over his should he swipes the card and quickly enters the room, slamming it shut behind him. The sanctuary. A purple soft glow envelops the room, vibrant keyboards and slow blinking lights, screens streaming meteorological readouts and analysis data in a multitude of colors. His favorite chair, The Captain's Chair, waiting for him like his secret lover. With a sigh of relief, he falls back into it, spinning around a few times, a wry smile biting at his lips. 

My Home. My Studio Space...

------------------------------------------------
Album Art : Robb Swanlund 

Robb Swanlund is a visual artist working in both digital and hands-on drawing methods. As an award winning artist, Swanlund's imagery confronts spirituality and human experiences involving mental health.Swanlund's unique line quality in his artwork and passion for visual and written storytelling have unfolded in the pages of published sketchbooks, large illustrated series, and freelance commissions.

Follow J. Augustus:
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J. Augustus - Who Done It

QZR001 J. Augustus - Oh Sh*t (J. Augustus)

Download full tracks at: https://lbl.gr/gcm5jP // Rising producer J.Augustus started his new imprint, QUAZISCIENCE RECORDINGS, rather quietly in January of this year with the release of the glitchy, funky track titled "Oh Sh*t". His follow-up release is a 2-track EP, titled "King Mode" and rightfully so as J. Augustus is not afraid to show off the potential he is capable of. Coming in to his own raw production style, his music like his name, has evolved and grown. 

The title track, "King Mode" is pure 174 BPM magic and there is something primal about the groove and gritty synth that show J.Augustus isn't just filling his tracks with samples but that he knows his way around sound design as well. 
The second track, "Hover Truck", is a banging sleeper and the star of this show. With its unapologetic aggression and frenzy that mirrors perfectly the feeling of the times we're living in right now, it also rises above the dark times and brings about a kind of spiritual experience. The bass drops into the depths while the mids and highs grind and screech in a way that transcends past all intellect and dives straight into the soul. The percussional mathematical timing of the second drop is unexpected and bassline is highly satisfying. 

 "I'm Definitely proud of this piece of work. Looking forward to the many coming releases this year". -J. Augustus...

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Listen on YouTube: https://lbl.gr/gcm5jP?yt
Additional release info: 
LABEL: Quaziscience Recordings
ARTIST: J. Augustus
TITLE: King Mode EP
GENRES: Drum & Bass, Minimal DNB
CAT: QZR002
RELEASE DATE: 2020-06-19
TRACKS: 2

Check out other tracks on this release:
1.) J. Augustus - King Mode ()
2.) J. Augustus - Hover Truck ()




J. Augustus - King Mode

J. Augustus - Hover Truck

ARTIST: J.AUGUSTUS
CAT#: QZR005
GENRE: DRUM AND BASS
RELEASE DATE: 10.21.2020

J. Augustus drops the EP that almost didn't make it, BURST, his follow up to his hot 2020 single, "Hallucinations," also released on his Imprint, QUAZISCIENCE.

The title BURST came by its name honestly when all of the songs were lost to an external USB drive holding the project bursting, truly. Let it be known all tunes are mixed and mastered as best as they could be...

and they sound great thanks to the ear and talent of Lily Unsub.

The EP starts with "No Blinks," a tune that comes from the depths with a very beautiful vibe, some filthy bass, and melodies that are quite unexpected from J. Augustus's previous releases.

"No Blinks" is followed by "Drum and Hop" that sets the tone with a heavy-hitting high energy dancefloor banger that gets right to it straight from the beginning.

"Telegraphic Future" was inspired by Particle and his minimal yet deep sound on Kasra's imprint, Critical Music. 

"Can't Afford It," is the contrast and shows the range J. Augustus has in his knapsack of productions, it's simple and slides into your mind like a reverberated dream.

On the nastier side, "SHAME / Deserved It" bangs with a relentless gritty bass and glitch FX to close out this body of work. 

Burst LP was lost forever...or so he thought. Alas, it is not and it is yet another solid release by the Stateside producer. 

Listen, buy, and enjoy!...


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Additional release info: 
LABEL: Quaziscience Recordings
ARTIST: J. Augustus
TITLE: BURST EP
GENRES: Drum & Bass, Minimal DNB
CAT: QZR005
RELEASE DATE: 2020-10-21
TRACKS: 5

Check out other tracks on this release:
1.) J. Augustus - NO BLINKS
2.) J. Augustus - DRUM and HOP
3.) J. Augustus - TELEGRAPHIC FUTURE
4.) J. Augustus - CANT AFFORD IT
5.) J. Augustus - SHAME DESERVED


J. Augustus - NO BLINKS

J. Augustus - SHAME DESERVED

Quaziscience Recordings is an Austin Texas based Drum and Bass / Hip Hop label owned and operated by J. Augustus. for submissions: quaziscience@gmail.com 

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