Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan
Art by Kyle Bolan

Lyrics:
Laid out over an endless flat plain of white sand
Comfortable bleaching in the naked Sun
Lean-to's covered with tattered cloth close by
Safety in arms from which you cannot pry

No fever here
Dressing hold tight upon the wounds
There isn't a single square inch to clean
No refuse to collect
no steam, no dunes

Discussion holds no value
Traps are welcomed and sought
My surrounding core is this desolate and hot
A life made to be extant
No thought thrown to future or past
Missing desires and prophecies
to declare or recant

This model has all the gears of a clock
Frame of wire suspending rock
Made as a diagram for young minds
to learn and dissect
The basis of which is incorrect

I haven't been into anything else
Have not been approached by the workings of a similar core
How these nights are all Sun
Encroached by the beautiful poignantly sore
How these comforts I tease are
oblivion of war

I'm etching a new model in this flat taste
The warmth of those arms
with need, shame, necessity 
with greedy intent
I have disgraced

Forgive me this trespass
this torrential waste
July 5, 2025

Orrery

DOWN 4 WHATEVA'

she say im adorable prod 1h1jack

Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan
Art by Kyle Bolan

Lyrics:

I must have some weight
I must have some wind
To hold me down

Waving from Purgatory
The content of my soul
Let me go

I heard you had grief 
I heard you had relief
Let me carry it home

Nothing defeats a happy home
Nothing defeats me all alone

Waving from Purgatory
The content of my soul
Let me go

I must have the moon
I must have the sun
To hold me down

Nothing defeats a happy home
Nothing defeats me all alone
I hear you had relief
Let me carry it home
March 17, 2025


Waving From Purgatory

spill it

#alttrap #newwave #posthiphop #emohiphop #aestheticrap #undergroundscene #sadtrap #vibenation #darkrap #dreampoprap #altvibes #nextgenrap

KURASAVA

Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan
Art by Kyle Bolan
 Lyrics:
Band despised
or outright
Harmony in molars lied
Despite rolling motors on the home
Remaining obviance on the roam
Howard road skates like ice
Ours was a simian vice
Like lo-tecs living off rice
Sole bared this tiled piece
The soil buried the deceased
Poor animal
Awakens outside
This is his tomb and his grave, his rising tide
The populace ride
Overdressed and under weighed
Fan blood that is saved
Fan vote Jobraic
Outdoes his life
Mute media heats a knife
To saith:
"Go thou beneath me, little and afraid
Away in some dark corner to stay"
He is a hunter, not a spy
One shadow he pulls under
Poor animal, he cannot fight
There once was a widdle
who goes there for our war
Only my serpent eye
which rolled when hit the floor
Saddle recognition
Like pool like bike
Our service for this peace
Like servants all diseased
Mock of the Mandrill
Hawk of the hand - will
Wait for the stick to be thrown 
and then go after it alone
A search recommended by name
and algorithm locked
Poor animal
that is tamed
then unlocked
Oct. 29, 2025

Poor Animal

Golden

Shine like a neon’s light

Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan
Art by Kyle Bolan

Lyrics:
Singers in
November dawn
Board drought forever stolen pawn
Here's a steady rhythm
Banging out over muscle
On long garden
Lawn length epistle
Evening a strike
Orange from horizontal glow
Gregorian hymn
Hers heard in an ear she doesn't know
He will stand there and wait
I am yesterday
I am cassette tape
Warmer working this muscle that is tight
Blind stories tell
of a blind night
or of the smallest glimmer
that escapes all others' sight

I am Summer/Winter
Vernal/Autumnal
You are November
Equinoctial
Nov. 18, 2025

November Solstice

Lyrics:

Mọi chuyện đó đã kết thúc thật rồi 
Người thì cũng bước chẳng thể nói một lời 
Thì em bên ai anh ko thể nào rời 
Anh ko muốn cảm xúc đấy nửa vời 
Vài dòng tin nhắn đó có khiến mình cười 
Và thành kí ức đau cứ thế một đời
Anh không biết mình đã sai nhiều rồi 
Hai ta cứ thế vậy thôi 

Họ gọi anh ngốc vì còn nhiều điều và anh tiếc mà lại còn cố chấp biết nên là hay không 	
Mọi chuyện này ko xong còn chờ và them trông như hằng đêm ta thường hay mong  
Trong thâm tâm không muốn em rời đi mà bao nhiêu cơn đau khiến anh luôn phải suy 
Vì vậy em đừng đi để lệ tràn này trên mi mà công tâm em chẳng coi ra gì 

Hạnh phúc của em là gì khi em lựa chọn bên ai 
Một khi em rời đi anh tin rằng là ta luôn quay lại 
Sau cùng thì anh chọn bia này và thêm chai 
So baby don’t cry cause you killing my vibe

Chuyện tình này tan vỡ 
Vì rằng mình đã lỡ 
Tàn như cây lá xác xơ 
Anh cho mình tìm quá khứ lục lại chuyện đã cũ anh sống với nỗi nhớ lưa thưa
Ngồi nhìn từng phút ấm ức cứ thế từng cơn 
Anh cô đơn mỗi tối my girl 
Em vô tâm cứ thế giận hờn 
Vì còn nhớ những lúc em phá nát my phone 
Cause you don’t feel my soul 
You leave me all alone 
Oh baby pick your phone 
Your voice my favorite song
Lặng nhìn hạt mưa rơi lòng này càng chơi vơi 
Chuyện buồn này đem khơi vì người cùng chăn gối 
Hay là mình dừng nên thôi trong phòng đầy đêm tối 
Để cảm xúc đó cứ thế lên ngôi 


non - profit 
original : Vairy - Idt ( Prod.DVC4NH )

cause u dont feel mah soul  // Yunsey

Ft con el wise  https://soundcloud.com/wise_hamster?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

OTRA COPA MAS Ft wise_hamster

Two cans

Written, Arranged, Performed, and Produced by Kyle Bolan

An instrumental version of the well known song.

Instrumental Orrery

This darkwave/synth-pop track is a lament for the way time slips through our fingers… With touches of new wave, it whispers the story of a soul suspended between the past and the present.

Naive Violence - Time Passes Quickly

Neon lights cutting through the night. Sea breeze drifting in from the Mediterranean. Vinyl records spinning as Valencia comes alive.
The 1980s weren’t just a decade here — they were a pulse. A movement. A soundtrack that shaped an entire generation.

This session is a sonic time machine: a tribute to the golden age of synths, unstoppable basslines, and the anthems that still light up every “remember” dancefloor.
Turn it up and step back into the nights that made history.


DjMonti – 80s Remember Session | Valencia, City of Dreams

私はベトナム人でニューウェーブのアーティストです。私の音楽を気に入ってもらえたら嬉しいです

DEPA, a rapper from Sinaloa, Mexico.
A few years ago, I was part of a creative group called DEPASADA. We had plans to make music, design, shoot, and build something together. It never took off.
Now, I carry that vision on my own.
I rap in English because that’s the music I grew up on.
This project is my way of doing something different, representing where I'm from, and turning what could’ve been into something real.

u walked away when you said u would stay:(((

Music from the heart of the. Can you handle it?

Dj Casa Vella – El Carmen, Valencia. Late 90s & early 2000s vibes.
I focus on two universes that blend naturally in the booth: Spanish and international indie —from the new wave era to essential genre classics— and 80s/90s/00s Remember, mixing britpop, pop-rock and electronic anthems designed to hit collective memory.
My sets follow an energy-driven structure: classy opener, solid build-up, and a finale packed with hymns. No gimmicks — just let the crowd sing.
Here you'll find live sessions and themed series with full tracklists.
Available for clubs, rooftops and private events.

#StartTheNextWave - New Wave. Post Punk. Art Pop Experimentor. New songs always in the works. Stay tuned.

New tracks tagged ##newwave