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A remix of Thorjn - Steal ☾🜍☽ Progression from his first album, Full Body Sprain. I made it in FL Studio 20

 thank you so much for the love recently even with how inconsistent i am

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Thorjn - Steal ☾🜍☽ Progression (niko scheme remix)

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O-Prime Delta & Zane Schaffer - SN00KER.

niko scheme & voljum - sbǝɹ0

thing i made today-- if i mix this it goes on streaming and bandcamp. free dl as always! 

cover art from my computer

time waster (mix later)

This project, along with a selection of other solo pieces, has been in the works for over a year now, and is my first non-collaborative release since Physical Acoustics. During this time I've done a lot of reflecting on my musical process and the kind of work I'd like to do in the future, and I feel this song incorporates elements from both sides of this transition! Thank you for listening, and please enjoy :)

Static Reflection

found foothold, misalignment, crash landing, comforting assurance that nothing will be ok

wrote this for fawm 2025 and liked it enough to spend 6 months on it, avoiding the entire purpose of writing music for fawm

furiously writing the stuff here that i had on my mind when i wrote this so i don't forget again. guess what? i'll definitely forget again

turbine tremor

The airport felt endless, with ceilings so high they disappeared into clouds of light. I didn’t remember buying a ticket, yet here I was, suitcase in hand and passport trembling between my fingers. My name echoed faintly over the loudspeakers, as if the world itself was calling me forward.

Outside the windows, planes rose like silver birds into a dawn that looked too clean to be real. My chest tightened with both fear and wonder. I wasn’t running from anything, but I wasn’t entirely sure what I was heading toward either.

When they called my flight, something inside me whispered that this was it, the beginning of something that would never let me go back to who I was. My steps were slow but steady, the carpet humming beneath my shoes, the air heavy with the scent of coffee, jet fuel, and departure.

The plane was small, almost fragile, like it had been stitched together from old dreams. I found my seat beside the window. The clouds outside drifted lazily, like ghosts waiting for permission to move. The seatbelt clicked, the engine stirred, and suddenly gravity loosened its grip.

As the ground fell away, my fear rose to meet it. Cities turned to patterns, rivers to threads, the world to a soft blur of distance. My palms were cold. Yet through the fear, there was a pulse, an ache of excitement, like the first breath before a confession.

I watched the horizon curve and realized I was flying not just to another country, but away from the version of myself I no longer needed to be. Each mile in the sky felt like a page turning. The air shimmered with everything I hadn’t said, hadn’t dared to dream.

At some point, I closed my eyes. In the dark behind them, I saw moments of my old life, the walls I’d built, the faces I’d left behind, the quiet longing that had always whispered that there must be more. Then, slowly, that voice turned into something clearer: there is.

When the plane began to descend, the light shifted. The new land below was painted gold by the setting sun, strange and alive, waiting. My fear didn’t vanish, but it softened, melting into something almost holy. The engines roared, the wheels touched the unknown, and for the first time in a long while, I smiled.

It didn’t matter what awaited me beyond the gate. What mattered was that I’d left the shore of my old life behind, that I had dared to take flight, trembling wings and all.

Beginnings are rarely comfortable. They are terrifying, beautiful leaps into skies we’ve never seen, and that’s what makes them real.

genuinely sorry

Bring The Noise (Latvian Version)

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