Cape Verdian Mornas & Coladeras. An all vinyl mixtape by Quantic. 

Lost and Longing, Perdio e Sodade.

10000

Bianca Casady & The C.i.A's track "Poor Deal" sale:
(north and south america)
https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/poor-deal-single/id1051168742 
(europe)
https://itunes.apple.com/au/album/poor-deal-single/id1051114116 
It will also be on the full length album, 'Oscar Hocks' due out in early 2016
LIVE:
11-06 Reykjavik, Iceland - Iceland Airwaves Music Festival
11-07 Copenhagen, Denmark - Koncerthuset
11-09 Berlin, Germany - Heimathafen
11-10 Leipzig, Germany - UT Connewitz
11-12 Groningen, Netherlands - Vera
11-13 Brussels, Belgium - Botanique Orangerie
11-14 Den Haag, Netherlands - Crossing Border Festival
11-15 Frankfurt, Germany - Mousonturm
11-16 Amsterdam, Netherlands - Paradiso Noord
11-17 Köln, Germany - Kulturkirche Köln
11-18 München, Germany - Kammerspiele
11-19 Wien, Austria - Brut
11-21 Bern, Switzerland - Dampfzentrale
11-23 Milano, Italy - Bellezza
11-24 Roma, Italy - Teatro Studio
11-25 Bologna, Italy - Locomotive
11-26 Firenze, Italy - Viper
11-28 Marseille, France - Espace Julien
11-30 Paris, France - L'Alhambra
12-01 Brighton, England - Corn Exchange
12-02 Bristol, England - The Lantern
12-03 London, England - ATP Pop-Up Venue

LYRICS:
my father made a deal with the devil
he promised to give me away
if the devil made him rich and handsome
he thought it was a small price to pay
so the devil he come to get me
but my tears were way too salty
so he said
"cut off her hands
cut em clear off"
and ill be beck next turesday
oh my poor mother she cried buckets
and then she mopped the kitchen floor
she bagged my daddy to call it all off
she begged him
he said
"when you deal with the devil
the deal is done"
my mother said babe we're leaving
pay your bag
bush don't say a word
while your pa's out late drinking
well make like winter birds
we can take a plane, we can take a train, we can take a car
far from here
we better make haste
there's no time to waste
before the devil gets here
 
the first time i met him
he was wearing a blue suit
my mother recalled me
as i laced up my boot
he gave me a jar of butterflies
and oh how my heart fluttered by
it flew past the graves of
the lady hearts he's slain
but oh how i can't imagine
things so profane
i don't need your knickknacks
i don't need none of that
just me all the warmth
that your soul can afford
so he gave me a ring and he made me his thing
 
we can take a plane, we can take a train, we can take a car
far from here
we better make haste
there's no time to waste
before the devil gets here
 
if God and the devil are the same
than who is your daddy now?

Poor Deal

From The upcoming 7inch "Hypnos / Flame", available everywhere April 1st, 2016

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Chelsea Wolfe - Hypnos

Sídláky

Gail

silver cake mix

Here's a short mix for Bae Tokyo Radio I did a while back.

Mix for Bae Tokyo Radio

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Candy Cellar - written, produced and mixed by Maella (Michaela Charvátová)
Mastered by Alexej Charvát.

Lyrics:

A tired star gleams,
stumbling through a keyhole,
revealing a child eating jelly beans 

Munching on his candy,
Eating his greed
swallowing his need,
candy floss in mind

Jack and Jill are still up that hill,
Playing tug of war and calling out for him
But he is too

Sweet – sick
So mesmerized
Still trapped inside
A candy cellar got nowhere to hide 
Sweet – sick
So hypnotized
Still trapped inside
A candy cellar, he got nowhere to hide

So Jill came to see him
To put his mind at ease
But all that he wanted,
Were the jelly beans.
She said “come outside we can play in the shed”
But all he did was shake his head,
So she left.
To play hopscotch instead.

Jack and Jill are still up that hill,
Playing tug of war and calling out for him
Jack and Jill are still up that hill,
Playing tug of war and calling out for him 
But he is too

Sweet – sick
So mesmerized
Still trapped inside
A candy cellar got nowhere to hide Sweet – sick




So hypnotized
Still trapped inside
A candy cellar got nowhere to hide

We’ve got all kind of candy
Like the ones that spark in your mouth, 
Fight your tongue,
Faster and faster.
We’ve got all kind of candy
The ones in sad big jars
In rusty bars
Forgotten candy
In a hotel lobby

Sweet – sick
So mesmerized
Still trapped inside
A candy cellar got nowhere to hide Sweet – sick
So hypnotized
Still trapped inside
A candy cellar got nowhere to hide

Candy Cellar

WHITE PRINCESS

Sant Roche/Tasmania Kamikaze

is a singer and composer based in Prague. She writes her songs on piano which is her main source of inspiration.. Sant Roche studied composition on Jazz conservatory in Prague and she also composes music for films. 

Bookings on k.santrochova@gmail.com

Gail

Sant Roche

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