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Rhythm Büro, the Kyiv-based label, collective, and party initiative, is marking its 10th release with a distinctive compilation titled 'There Will Be Light.' This collection revolves around the themes of deep listening, chill-out, and ambient music, showcasing the diverse musical approach that defines Rhythm Büro's events and label. The compilation conceived several years ago, aims to provide a soothing sonic experience for listeners, fostering a sense of tranquility amidst the chaos of daily life. Particularly poignant given Ukraine's current challenges, 'There Will Be Light' seeks to offer a musical refuge, asserting Rhythm Büro's belief that everyone deserves the means to achieve a peaceful state of mind.

Na Nich's "That Was a Long Day" takes the listener on a musical voyage characterized by powerful rising pads that crash like waves, creating an atmospheric intensity. The track features an intricate interplay of two percussive sequences and a distorted sub-bass, engaging in a magical dance with every movement of the mod wheel. The title, "That Was A Long Day," aptly captures the essence of the listener's experience, mirroring the stretched pads and resonating low frequencies that evoke a profound sense of an ever-expanding universe. Na Nich skillfully crafts a sonic narrative that invites the audience to lose themselves in the contemplative elements, offering a unique and immersive journey within the broader context of the 'There Will Be Light' compilation.

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SIGMA DUBS- SIGMATORY

"The Buddha's Disappearance" is a contemplative hip-hop track that reimagines ancient Buddhist wisdom for the modern era. Drawing directly from Chapter 16 of the Lotus Sutra, the lyrics explore the paradoxical teaching that sometimes a spiritual guide must disappear for their message to be truly received. The track cleverly frames Buddha's strategic absence as an act of compassion rather than abandonment, using the parable of the wise physician to illustrate how we often value what seems lost more than what's constantly available.

Through three verses connected by a powerful hook, the song progresses from recognizing suffering, to understanding the teacher's strategy, to discovering the Buddha nature within oneself. The production balances meditative elements with contemporary beats, creating space for reflection while maintaining an engaging rhythm. The bridge serves as a moment of revelation, while the outro delivers the ultimate insight: the Buddha we seek externally is ultimately found within.

Verse 1
I see you sinking, struggling, drowning in the deep 
Caught in suffering's ocean, can't get no sleep 
I offered you medicine, you pushed it away 
"Not now, not this, maybe some other day" 
So I gotta disappear, that's my strategic move 
Sometimes absence is the only thing that proves 
The value of what's always been right in your face 
Creating that void so you finally embrace

Hook
When I'm gone, that's when you notice me (Notice me) 
When I'm gone, that's when you finally see (Finally see) 
When I'm gone, that's when you start to reach (Start to reach) 
The medicine was always there, just out of reach

Verse 2
Your house is burning but you're playing with the flame 
Poison in your system, you don't know who to blame 
I'm like that wise physician with the remedy in hand 
Playing dead so my children finally understand 
It ain't about my ego or getting your respect 
It's about waking you up to what you neglect 
Sometimes the teacher's gotta exit the stage 
For the student to turn to the unread page

Hook
When I'm gone, that's when you notice me (Notice me) 
When I'm gone, that's when you finally see (Finally see) 
When I'm gone, that's when you start to reach (Start to reach) 
The medicine was always there, just out of reach

Bridge
I never really left though (No) 
I'm eternally present (Yes) 
The Buddha nature flowing 
Through your veins like a current 
You think I disappeared (Nah) 
But I've been here all along (Right here) 
When you stopped taking me for granted 
That's when my signal got strong

Verse 3
You gotta lose me to find me, that's the paradox 
When I'm out of sight, that's when your mind unlocks 
The Lotus teaching hidden in plain view 
The path was always there, waiting on you 
I'm in the silence between your thoughts 
In the space where attachment gets caught 
I'm in the breath that you finally notice 
When suffering gets real and you lose your focus

Hook
When I'm gone, that's when you notice me (Notice me) 
When I'm gone, that's when you finally see (Finally see) 
When I'm gone, that's when you start to reach (Start to reach) 
The medicine was always there, just out of reach

Outro
So thank me for leaving, thank me for the space 
'Cause now you're seeking, looking for my face 
And in that seeking, you'll find what was true: 
The Buddha you're looking for—that Buddha is you

The Buddhas Disappearance

A sound impression of the train of windstorms tearing across Central Texas in early 2025

Screaming Texas Wind

Put on your headphones, close your eyes, and enter the space between movement and surrender. Holding Pattern is built in G Dorian—a contemplative, slightly melancholic mode that invites quiet reflection. A gently detuned string pad sways with emotional drift, its soft attack and long release creating a suspended, weightless atmosphere. With a slow-sweeping filter and reverb-drenched shadows, the track lingers like a thought you can’t let go of. It’s the sound of waiting, feeling, and not quite moving on.



19/100 ~ Holding Pattern

Bodhi Tree Blues is a slow-shuffle folk-blues hymn born from the Lotus Sūtra’s Chapter 17 promise of immediate awakening.

A warm finger-picked guitar and mournful harmonica set the groove, while a gospel-style choir lifts the chorus like a sunrise.

The song celebrates the truth that every breath and every step are sacred—each of us already seated under the Bodhi tree, each moment a living stūpa of awakening.

It’s porch-front blues for a world of conflict, inviting everyone to sit down, breathe, and discover that enlightenment is here and now.

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Lyrics: 
(Slow shuffle in A minor, 12/8 feel—think Mississippi John Hurt meets early Dylan)

[Verse 1]
In a world of dust and trouble,
where the night feels long and cold,
the Buddha’s voice keeps rollin’—
sayin’ your heart’s already whole.
No need to chase a far-off dawn,
the timeless sun’s inside.
Right where you stand is holy ground,
you can’t run and you can’t hide.

[Chorus]
Sit down under your Bodhi tree,
it’s been waitin’ all along.
Every breath’s a living stūpa,
every heartbeat sings the song.
No kalpas of weary wanderin’,
no future life to buy—
the Dharma blooms this very day,
beneath your Texas sky.

[Verse 2]
They said merit needs a thousand lives,
a million gifts to sow.
But one clear chant, one faithful heart,
is all you need to know.
The cause and fruit are one bright spark,
like lightning through the rain;
read, recite, embrace the truth—
you’re free of birth and chain.

[Chorus]
Sit down under your Bodhi tree,
it’s been waitin’ all along.
Every breath’s a living stūpa,
every heartbeat sings the song.
No kalpas of weary wanderin’,
no future life to buy—
the Dharma blooms this very day,
beneath your Texas sky.

[Bridge]
Persecution’s gonna holler,
like a black dog at your door.
But the harder that wind is blowin’,
the more your roots will soar.
Ajita stands beside you,
future Buddha by your side;
this world of conflict’s temple ground—
let the fearless vow be your guide.

[Final Chorus – soft then rising]
Sit down under your Bodhi tree,
it’s been waitin’ all along.
Every breath’s a living stūpa,
every heartbeat sings the song.
No kalpas of weary wanderin’,
no future life to buy—
the Buddha walks this very road,
with you beneath the sky.

Bodhi Tree Blues

What if everything you've been told about spiritual progress is backwards?

This song came from reading an ancient Buddhist text—the Lotus Sutra—that completely flips our understanding of how transformation happens. We're taught that meaningful change requires years of effort, countless hours of practice, immense sacrifice. Grind long enough and maybe, just maybe, you'll get somewhere.

But the sutra says something radical: a single moment of genuine joy, one word of heartfelt praise, can carry more weight than a lifetime of striving. Not because effort doesn't matter, but because the quality of your intention—that flash of pure, open-hearted recognition—connects you to something timeless.

It's not about what you know. It's about how you feel when truth lands.

I wanted to capture that paradox in a bluesy folk song—the weariness of the long climb and the sudden liberation of realizing the door was never locked. Fingerpicked guitar, slide guitar crying in the background, a little gospel organ lifting the chorus. It's meant to feel like sitting on a porch at dusk, finally understanding something you've carried for too long.

The song asks: What if the greatest spiritual moment of your life isn't somewhere in the distant future, but available right now, in your very next breath of authentic praise?

Inspired by Chapter 18 of the Lotus Sutra: "The Merits of a Person Who Rejoices"

If this song moves you, that moment of feeling—that's not nothing. That might be everything.
🎵 Bluesy Folk | Acoustic Gospel | Americana

Lyrics: 
[Verse 1]
I been climbing this mountain for so many years
Counting every step, every prayer, every tear
Thinking I gotta earn my way through heaven's door
With a lifetime of labor and a whole lot more
But the old sutra whispers something strange to my ear

[Chorus]
One word of praise, that's all it takes
One moment of joy when your heart breaks awake
One word of praise to every Buddha that's been
Every Buddha that is, every Buddha again
One word of praise—that's the gate, that's the key
One moment of joy sets the whole cosmos free

[Verse 2]
They say you can't think your way to the promised land
The wise men try but they don't understand
So forget what you know, just feel what is true
The rarest flower ain't the teaching—it's you
With your heart wide open and your willing hand

[Chorus]
One word of praise, that's all it takes
One moment of joy when your heart breaks awake
One word of praise to every Buddha that's been
Every Buddha that is, every Buddha again
One word of praise—that's the gate, that's the key
One moment of joy sets the whole cosmos free

[Bridge - Sparse, questioning]
The scarcity ain't in the signal, friend
It's in the static filling up your head
Can you tune your receiver to the right frequency?
Can you cut through the noise and just let yourself be?

[Verse 3]
Your intention's a time machine, can't you see?
When you aim at the truth, you're already free
That single word echoes through eternity
Past and future bow down to your honesty
You're standing at the start of the Bodhisattva's road

[Chorus - Full, celebratory]
One word of praise, that's all it takes
One moment of joy when your heart breaks awake
One word of praise to every Buddha that's been
Every Buddha that is, every Buddha again
One word of praise—that's the gate, that's the key
One moment of joy sets the whole cosmos free

[Outro - Return to intimate]
So what if the greatest thing you'll ever do
Is waiting in the very next moment for you?
Just one word of praise
One simple word of praise
Hallelujah—one word of praise

[End with sustained resolution]

One Word of Praise

"The One That Stays" wrestles with an ancient question: How do ordinary people offer something sacred when the old stories demand the impossible?

Inspired by Buddhist teachings about sacrifice and perseverance, this song explores the tension between spectacular acts of devotion and the quiet heroism of simply continuing—of getting up, showing up, and staying present through hardship. It's about redefining what it means to give your life to something greater: not through dramatic gestures, but through the unglamorous work of enduring for what you believe in.

The song asks: What if the body isn't meant to be destroyed, but to stay? What if the perfect offering isn't burning out, but burning on—day after ordinary day?

For anyone who's ever felt too small, too broken, or too ordinary to matter: this one's for you. The light that changes the world comes from lives that refuse to break.

Bluesy folk pop with soul. A song about resilience, faith, and the sacred ordinary.

Lyrics: 
[Verse 1--Intimate, introspective, stripped back]
They said the old saint lit himself on fire 
Twelve hundred years of light, arms ablaze 
How can I match that pyre 
With my small hands and ordinary days?

The book says we all can wake right here
In this skin, this bone, this very life
But if waking means I disappear—
Then what's the body even for?

[Chorus--Anthemic but earthy, building intensity without losing intimacy]
But the fire is what they do to you 
And you keep walking anyway 
The perfect gift ain't the spectacular view 
It's the only body—the one that stays 
Yeah, the only body is the one that stays

[Verse 2--Intimate, introspective, stripped back]
The teacher said, "You misunderstand the flame" 
The body is the treasure, not the kindling 
It's persecution that will stake your claim 
When you stand for truth while the world is dwindling

Not just any suffering counts, he said 
Only what you bear for what is true 
Not the lost accounts or the emperor dead 
But the dailiness of rising when they come for you

[Chorus--Anthemic but earthy, building intensity without losing intimacy]
'Cause the fire is what they do to you 
And you keep walking anyway 
The perfect gift ain't the spectacular view 
It's the only body—the one that stays 
Yeah, the only body is the one that stays

[Bridge--Vulnerable, space opens up, instruments pull back before final chorus surge]
So I offer up this job, this grief, this bread 
This rising when I'd rather stay in bed 
This helping when I'm barely standing tall 
The mystic law transforms it all— 
Into the flame without the cost 
Of leaving nothing when you're lost

[Verse 3--Intimate, introspective, stripped back]
The light that saves the world, I've learned 
Comes from a life that will not break 
From hands that give, from bridges burned 

From the heart that makes its stand for giving's sake
In this ordinary, unspectacular land 
Where enlightenment blooms in mortal clay—

[Final Chorus--Anthemic but earthy, building intensity without losing intimacy]
Yeah, the fire is what they do to you 
And you keep walking anyway 
The perfect gift ain't the spectacular view 
It's the only body—the one that stays 
The only body—the one that stays 
The only body is the one that stays

The One That Stays

"Good Seed" is a patient, grounding folk-blues meditation on the wisdom of tending life like a garden. With fingerpicked acoustic guitar, warm harmonica, and call-and-response vocals, this song explores what it means to plant good seeds, give freely without demanding results, and learn from the spaces where nothing grows.

Drawing on timeless gardening wisdom and spiritual insight, this track reminds us that we can't force growth - we can only create the conditions and trust the process. Some seeds bloom in spring, some take years, and some teach us through their silence. The empty spaces in our garden hold wisdom just as profound as the flowers.

Perfect for anyone who's learning to work at a different pace, to give light without attachment, to honor both the blooms and the bare soil. A companion piece to the bardic tradition of carrying wisdom through song.

Key themes: Patience and trust • Learning from what doesn't grow • Giving freely like the sun • Garden wisdom • Letting go of control • Empty spaces as teachers • Scattering kindness like seeds

Lyrics: 
[Verse 1]
Got my hands in the dirt, got the sun on my face
Been learning to work at a different kind of pace
You can't pull on a seedling to make it grow tall
Sometimes the waiting is the wisest work of all

[Chorus]
Just plant good seed, tend the garden well
Give it light and water, let the seasons tell
Some will bloom in spring, some will take their time
And the ones that don't grow, well they teach you just fine
Plant good seed, let it be

[Verse 2]
I used to think that I could force my way through
Fight and push and make things do what I want them to
But the sun don't demand, and the rain don't command
They just give what they got, leave the rest in nature's hands

[Chorus]
Just plant good seed, tend the garden well
Give it light and water, let the seasons tell
Some will bloom in spring, some will take their time
And the ones that don't grow, well they teach you just fine
Plant good seed, let it be

[Bridge]
Every flower that don't bloom
Is teaching something true
Maybe wrong soil, maybe wrong time
Maybe it's making room for something else to shine
There's wisdom in the empty space
Where nothing shows its face

[Verse 3]
So I listen to the silence where the seeds won't grow
There's a message in the nothing that I need to know
Not everything's meant for every piece of ground
Sometimes letting go is the most fertile thing I've found

[Verse 4]
I'm just a gardener with a patch of earth and time
Scattering kindness like seeds along the line
Can't control the weather, can't command the spring
Just offer up my light and see what mercy brings

[Final Chorus]
Plant good seed, tend the garden well
Give it light and water, trust the story it will tell
Some will bloom tomorrow, some will take some years
And the ones that don't grow hold a wisdom just as clear
Plant good seed
Oh, plant good seed
And let it be

[Outro]
(Slow and peaceful)
Hands in the dirt, sun on my face
Learning to work at a different kind of pace
Plant good seed... and let it be


Good Seed

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Welcome to the musical world of The William Altig Choir, where ancient wisdom meets contemporary sound.

Inspired by the teachings of the Lotus Sutra and infused with deep spiritual themes, my music blends the rich traditions of blues and folk with modern elements, creating a unique fusion that resonates with both the heart and soul.

I've been captivated by the Lotus Sutra's messages of compassion, wisdom, and transformation since my youth. It's a journey of self-discovery that has found its voice in my music. Each song is a reflection of my own spiritual awakening and a celebration of universal truths.

My style is characterized by emotive storytelling, powerful lyrics, and a commitment to exploring the depths of human experience. Featuring contemplative blues, acoustic slide guitar, saxophone melodies, and the harmonies of a gospel choir, my music reflects a quest for enlightenment and a better understanding of the self.

Join me on this musical journey. Together, we can explore the teachings of the Lotus Sutra, finding solace, hope, and a deeper connection to the world around us.

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