rmx with @rattlesnakke <3
artwork by latin bambina

MALAMENTE RMX - RATTLESNAKKE & SIGFRIDA

LA LLAVE

SUPPORT

Addly Muff - Escarcha

Muy feliz de sacar esto por fin<3 mil gracias a 2at que logramos poner toda nuestra melcocha de ideas en un track , muchos besitos y sobelo amorrrrrr 
Cover art by : 2AT
original track : show me Love - robin s - Percy isi Rodriguez y cuarteto continente 
https://youtu.be/tIj_IpJxQBw?si=Cs8EflO3ie0shxWN
https://youtu.be/m2PRRJTxneA?si=9h4AAOWEsYiAe4Rq
https://youtu.be/rQCJ8uAqIr4?si=DAAEOVINLYdyvWK5

LLORANDO AZAROZO - Nixss feat. 2AT ♪(๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)♪FREEDL

Magia Rosa

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155bpmCore 02 - DJ VIRU

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CONTIGO [145BPM]

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NNITRO - La Voladora

El Pseudo X Jags639 - Ritmo Kaliente

tracksito sobeteo macabrito para mis reinas guaracheras♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡
en honor a mi madre mercenaria love u so much
mixing and mastering by the prettiest boy in the world @2at

RIKAHH ˚✧₊⁎❝᷀ົཽ≀ˍ̮ ❝᷀ົཽ⁎⁺˳✧༚

On September 19, 2025, Mac Declos will release his second album, MTY-013 « Nothing Stands Still », on Mama Told Ya. Following the acclaimed MTY-007 « Hard Work Always Pays Off ».

Nothing Stands Still is a sonic artefact: a double-vinyl album composed of 12 timeless tracks.

Eleven pieces are produced solely by Mac Declos, with one co-produced alongside Anetha. The album also features unique contributions from Mac’s mother, Doona Rolls, and Mac’s dad, Eric Declosmenil, adding emotional depth to the project. While music is often elusive and ephemeral, with Nothing Stands Still, Mac Declos set out to create an archive of the future that transcends time and trend, an echo meant to endure. Once again, Mama Told Ya reminds us: Music remains.

Nothin stand still

Mac Declos - Perpetual (Benny Mix)

KTPEP039 - Ghost Armonics

El cielo era una mancha de tinta morada, como si alguien hubiera derramado un frasco de líquido sobre el horizonte. Las calles estaban vacías, pero no en silencio. Un zumbido eléctrico recorría el aire, como si la ciudad misma estuviera conectada a un circuito gigante. En algún lugar, entre los edificios que se alzaban como torres de cristal distorsionado, una puerta se abrió. No era una puerta cualquiera; era un portal, un umbral que vibraba con una energía que no pertenecía a este mundo.

Dentro, todo era movimiento. Luces que se retorcían en espirales infinitas, sonidos que se deslizaban por los rincones como serpientes de cascabel. No había suelo, ni techo, solo un espacio que se expandía y contraía al ritmo de un latido invisible. Allí, en el centro de todo, una figura danzaba. No era humana, pero tampoco era algo que pudieras nombrar. Sus movimientos eran fluidos, como si estuviera hecha de la misma sustancia que lo rodeaba. Cada giro, cada salto, creaba ondas que reverberaban en el aire, transformando el caos en algo que, por un instante, parecía tener sentido.

Fuera, en la ciudad, el zumbido se intensificó. Las ventanas de los edificios comenzaron a brillar con una luz pulsante, como si estuvieran vivas. Alguien, en algún lugar, sintió que el mundo daba un giro. No sabían qué estaba pasando, pero sabían que algo había cambiado. Algo se había soltado, algo que no podía volver a contenerse.

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KTPEP039 - Ghost Armonics

The sky was a smear of purple ink, as if someone had spilled a vial of liquid across the horizon. The streets were empty, but not silent. An electric hum coursed through the air, as if the city itself were plugged into a giant circuit. Somewhere, between the buildings that rose like distorted crystal towers, a door opened. It wasn’t just any door; it was a portal, a threshold vibrating with an energy that didn’t belong to this world.

Inside, everything was movement. Lights twisted into infinite spirals, sounds slithered through corners like rattlesnakes. There was no floor, no ceiling, only a space that expanded and contracted to the rhythm of an invisible heartbeat. There, in the center of it all, a figure danced. It wasn’t human, but it wasn’t something you could name either. Its movements were fluid, as if it were made of the same substance that surrounded it. Every turn, every leap, created waves that reverberated through the air, transforming chaos into something that, for a moment, almost made sense.

Outside, in the city, the hum grew louder. The windows of the buildings began to glow with a pulsating light, as if they were alive. Someone, somewhere, felt the world shift. They didn’t know what was happening, but they knew something had changed. Something had been unleashed, something that couldn’t be contained again.

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