@spoutnikz mix

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfUSPXF25FI

ℑ𝔇#2

You May As Well Die Right Now If You're Never Going To Live For Anything

ᗪӄŘ.. ...¦Βασιλιάς¦

Mixed by https://soundcloud.com/dr-doctor
Colo(u)r Squad comp 14 entry:
https://colorsquadrecords.bandcamp.com/album/c-o-l-o-r-s-q-u-a-d-0-1-4

ID#2 coming out soon, will be putting both ID#1 / #2 on Spotify too
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Secret Feelings

Я люблю когда он разрушает себя

https://open.spotify.com/album/0vKh01SechGsRoCRxIGRSY
https://fergusmcqueenie.bandcamp.com/album/id-2

New album "ਮਜ਼ੇਦਾਰ" is also available on Spotify and Bandcamp.

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I made this track when I first moved to Glasgow in 2021. It was the first time I'd ever lived in a city and the noisy rides I took on the mainline always excited me. I think this track captures that feeling of excitement and youthful wonder.

I'd like to leave a long passage about my life here:

Around the time I had made most of the tracks on ID#2 I was living at home with my parents. I was feeling a little dejected with my music - I had the sensation it was all too formulaic and that I was essentially just polishing old ideas. I've been making music since 14 years old and yet I was, at 23/24, still totally unknown, totally irrelevant. Still not creating music that could stand beside the work of my idols. 

I went to Innerleithen music festival and saw some people I'd hung out with in the past playing music in their band. Afterwards I asked if I could sit in for one of their practice sessions, just out of curiosity. They agreed and when I showed up they already had a Yamaha CS set up for me and told me to play. I made some sweeping sounds between bars, they asked if I wanted to join and I agreed.

I spent 3 years in the band, playing gigs around Edinburgh, going to festivals etc. Within that time I fell into a short relationship with an American girl after a gig in an abandoned quary, went to America to see her and was cheated on while I was there (the lucky lad was a schizophrenic police informant) and then was almost robbed outside a closed McDonalds in North Carolina (long story, had to phone a fat american cop). I came home, moved to Edinburgh, got a full time job with a gardening company, my co-worker being a Canadian ex meth head punk who at one point threatened to throw a pair of secateurs at the back of my head (long story, I quit). Physical labour all day, playing gigs around the city at night.

Around a year ago I met my now girlfriend at a gig we played, she'd attended multiple gigs. It's been a brilliant milestone in my life so far.

Over the last 3 years I haven't made a lot of music. In the past I used to make a piece of music every single day (even an entire EP one day) - it was my entire life. Now my life is far more complicated (adulthood). My average life is too demanding for my temperament.

I'm 27, going on 28. My band seems as though it about to reach it's end for reasons I won't go into. My parents are very old now, I have no siblings so I'll be looking after them soon. I'm very scared of my life. In all honesty, I'm not really sure how I got here. Life made sense when creating music was all I did.

I still have large creative ambitions. My plan is to create ID#3, making the best music I possibly can, by the end of next year. Then I'm going to embark on a very ambitious project with orchestral elements, which I hope to put my entire self into; a project which will stand the test of time and make an impression on music culture. 

This may sound lofty, but it is possible. I know I have the ability to do so, I only question my will power, and ability to have full faith my passion. People have done it before me, and my life is inspired by those people. I want to give back to music that which it gave me.

My music is now on Spotify, Bandcamp and Youtube (+ a couple of music videos I made with friends).
https://youtu.be/AfUSPXF25FI?si=iWfrmKtwwwL7jhiq

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If you've been listening to my music for a while, or just discovered me and find me interesting, please don't forget about me, because at some point I'm going to do something important and significant. It'll be completely new, and brilliant, and everyone who listens to it will know that I gave everything to make it. It'll be my attempt to understand God. The purpose of my entire life distillied into tailored rhythms and melodies. And I guarantee you'll be glad you heard it.

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kill em all! 
killemall!

кเɭɭє๓คɭɭ

OTREUMOY! ! !,.-*'^'*ǂ⋆ 🎀💔

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