I dwelt alone
In a world of moan,
And my soul was a stagnant tide,
Till the fair and gentle Eulalie became my blushing bride-
Till the yellow-haired young Eulalie became my smiling bride.

Ah, less- less bright
The stars of the night
Than the eyes of the radiant girl!
That the vapor can make
With the moon-tints of purple and pearl,
Can vie with the modest Eulalie's most unregarded curl-
Can compare with the bright-eyed Eulalie's most humble and careless
curl.

Now Doubt- now Pain
Come never again,
For her soul gives me sigh for sigh,
And all day long
Shines, bright and strong,
Astarte within the sky,
While ever to her dear Eulalie upturns her matron eye-
While ever to her young Eulalie upturns her violet eye. 

- Edgar Allan Poe

DECØDED is the DJ act by Adriaan Smit. Born in Cape town South Africa the capital of Psychedelic trance on the African continent. He quickly got in to the psychedelic culture when he was just 18 years old. He then became fascinated with the playing of this unique genre. Coming from a musical background it was not really hard know that this is going to be his future.  
You can expect dark driving bass lines with freaky weird sharp leads. Sounds of the forest and sounds of Alien species. He’s sets are always full of energy and best heard at night time.
He found his way to South East Asia where he became the founder of an event in Hanoi Vietnam called Odyssey Tribe starting the underground psychedelic scene. He Also hosts the psytrance stage at Quest Festival hosting the stage as Odyssey Tribe. 
He has played at festivals like.
Tswaing crater (South Africa )
https://www.facebook.com/Tswaing.Crater.Gathering/
Quest Festival (Vietnam)
https://www.facebook.com/questfestival/
Omkara Festival (Nepal)
https://www.facebook.com/OmkaraFestivalNepal/
Follow him on Soundcloud.
https://soundcloud.com/de_coded_za
ODYSSEY TRIBE 
https://www.facebook.com/odysseytribe/

Maverick, Savant, Producer, Performer, Activist, Magician, Evangelist, Mentalist....and Poet.

'His Beats feel so free, they make you wanna wee.
He likes a cup of tea, with an eyeball for free!
The darkness surrounds him, and it's not on a whim,
That he'll spin, the Gin, out of a sharks fin!'

The CapTn 

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