Keep It a Secret

Thank you to the OG team for having me, it was hella fun mixing my first commercial - most danceable - set the way i wanted to c: HAVE FUN TWERKIIIINNN 

This set was performed at:
07.11.2025 - OBSIDIAN GARDEN : TEMPEST VII

07.11.2025 MILKSHAKE - Full Set @ OBSIDIAN GARDEN : TEMPEST VII

misterG of greenarrowradio hangs with Jano Rix of the Wood brothers before the show in Madison at the UW Madison Union Theater's Shannon Hall. They also chat about the new album with his dad, Luther, Legacy Vol. 1.

Jano Rix

“Streets With No Name” paints a tender portrait of city life’s forgotten corners — the faces we pass but never truly see. Beneath the bright pulse of the rhythm and the warmth of soulful vocals lies a story about connection, compassion, and the quiet beauty in everyday strangers. It’s an invitation to slow down, lift your gaze from the pavement, and notice the human stories echoing through the noise.

„Streets With No Name“ zeichnet ein einfühlsames Bild der vergessenen Winkel des Stadtlebens – von den Gesichtern, an denen wir täglich vorbeigehen, ohne sie wirklich wahrzunehmen. Unter dem lebendigen Rhythmus und der warmen, souligen Stimme entfaltet sich eine Geschichte über Mitgefühl, Begegnung und die leise Schönheit in den Menschen um uns herum. Ein Song, der dazu einlädt, innezuhalten und die Geschichten hinter dem Großstadtlärm zu entdecken.

Streets with No Name

Down by the arches, where the neon hums low
An old man folds paper cups in the glow
Once played trumpet in a riverboat band
Now he counts the echoes in the palm of his hand

A girl on the corner paints her dreams in dust
Her shoes are thin, and her mascara rusts
She hums to herself — the tune has no end
She lost the words when she lost her friend

And the city keeps moving, blind and wide
Like a tide that forgets who it leaves behind
But if you stop, just once, and meet their eyes
You’ll see a world that never dies

A boy sleeps under a headline stand
His mother’s face still warm in his hand
He whispers stories to the light of a train
No one listens — but he tells them again

They built glass towers where the gardens grew
Now the stars hide, but the dreams shine through
Every soul here wears a borrowed coat
Every prayer here sinks — yet floats

And the city keeps moving, blind and wide
Like a tide that forgets who it leaves behind
But if you stop, just once, and meet their eyes
You’ll see a world that never dies

So walk a while through the silent rain
Name the faces no one names
Beneath the noise, beneath the fame
Live the streets — with no name left to claim


Streets with No Name

Tanhayi Naro

FARBENBLIND

Starting with the warm grooves of funk, soul and jazz, Funky Bompa quickly added the irresistible latin and afro rhythms to the dance after his caribbean trips on the search for that perfect record. Founder of the Tropical parties (now Bal Poussière), Blackout Sessions in Atelier 210 and so many more record-related things in Brussels and abroad, you will find Funky Bompa monthly on the 3rd Monday sharing his random finds and research, always defending the old vinyl format.
Dedicated to all things funky, soulful and tropical.
Especially vinyl records from the 50s to this day.
Active as a radio/party DJ since 2000.

Funky Bompa @ Kiosk Radio 17.11.2025

DWD 682

Блики - Блюз

Summer Vibes

A song about political scandals in Canada being shocking as the sky being blue and the water being wet.

Sky is Blue, Water is Wet

A smooth, modern R&B-pop track about a couple who fights, flares up, reconnects, and always finds their way back to each other. “Break Cute” leans into that real-life rhythm of stubborn love, slammed doors, soft knocks, and late-night chemistry. Warm keys, light percussion, and a mellow hollow-body guitar solo set the mood, with soft female harmonies giving the chorus its glow. This one’s all about messy devotion, emotional honesty, and the sparks that fly when two people know exactly how to push each other — and how to pull each other close again.

LYRICS
(C)2025 Ggreg Snyder

[Verse 1]  
Me and my girl talk too much sometimes
We fight over real stupid shit
We both hold on tight to our big beliefs
Bad enough one might want to split

[Pre-Chorus]  
Ain’t like we don’t want the love
It’s part of the game, sort of

[Chorus] 
We have a break cute, and that’s okay
Together again the very next day
Slammed that door, said I’m not comin’ back
Ten hours later, we’re back on track
My love for you was never in dispute
Sometimes we just gotta have a break cute

[Verse 2]  

Later that night, you were missin’ me
I felt your soft knock at my door
We talked, then we kissed, then we locked right in—
Didn’t argue what we came for

[Pre-Chorus]  
Lovin’ again, it’s all right
In this state, we go all night

[Chorus]
We have a break cute, and it’s all good
Answer “yes” when we ask “do you think we should?”
We’re both just lookin’ for a hot release
A perfect way for us to keep the peace
You say “come here baby,” I salute
Sometimes we just gotta have a break cute

[Bridge] 
When friends see us, they think we’re actin’ mean
They don’t know that this is part of our routine
When one of us leaves, the other just waits
That’s the thing that makes us perfect mates

[Pre-Chorus]  
Hearts reset, we rise above
Messy is fine, long as it’s love

[Chorus]  
We have a break cute, that’s what we do
Every fight just leads me back to you
Storm rolls in and then the sky turns sweet
Only takes a spark to make complete
Yeah, you and me—we’ll always reboot
Sometimes we just gotta have a break cute

Break Cute

- Después de algunas semanas sin subir nadaaaaa de música, pues me llego esta idea de hacer algo que nunca había hecho, y básicamente producir y cantar en un estilo que no estoy muy familiarizado fue algo bien padre, espero disfruten de la canción, como yo disfrute haciéndola mientras estaba bien papoi en esos momentos.
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-Produccion: Ziriustee
-Interprete: Ziriuste
-Portada: Ziriustee
-Letra: Ziriustee

Apaga el fuego

"AURA" | Trapsoul & RnB Type Beat - [ INSTRUMENTAL ]

Feelingz

Nobody

Ghol Dad Nare 2

PEACE

Date Night

Yo estaba tratando de saber desesperadamente quién era en realidad. Pero no importa cuánto lo busque, no lo encontraré. No existe un verdadero "yo".

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RL ↳↰ VRC

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[ʜᴋ]

You can't appreciate the good in life if you never witness the horrendous evil that envelops the hearts of men.

We are an online community radio streaming 24/7 from a wooden shack in the heart of Brussels’ historic “Parc Royal”.

A meeting point for music freaks from Brussels and beyond. A tiny kiosk bar serving eclectic music and drinks. Sometimes, in sunny summer days, a safe space to dance under the trees.

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Songwriter blurring the lines between country, pop, folk, and whatever else feels honest. Silicon Valley roots, zero Nashville clichés. Think tech-metaphor heartbreak, cowpunk energy, and the sweetness of two good people parting ways. Call it alt.country if you need a label.

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