Shades To Lights (Unmastered)

Buy here: https://waitingforzyo.bandcamp.com/album/cassette-breaks-4-samplepack-grooves-stems-one-shots

CASSETTE BREAKS 4 Samplepack / Drumloops + Stems + One Shots is a collection of 20 drum grooves ready to use. Based on recordings made with analog cassette tapes, resampled with hi-end analog studio equipment then digitally processed and layered with percussions for a big and full sound!

All the drum breaks are available in multi track / stems and with a huge selection of one-shot you can recreate the whole grooves with your personal taste.

DRUM GROOVES: 20
LOOPS / STEMS: 120
ONE SHOT SAMPLES: 50
MULTI SAMPLED KITS: 0
BPM: 87 to 98
TOTAL SAMPLES: 170

CASSETTE BREAKS 4 Samplepack - WFZ Samples

Sirens slice the distance and I grip my prayer like iron
My soul patched together after hunger after desire after sin
When faith starts fading I strike that ember until it flares
This grind taught me to lift my eyes when the weight drops low
I hold a fire inside no dark corner can choke
I watched too many brothers fall because they stopped believing in the smoke

I am the child of pavement and the rise of steady hope
When dawn rips through the night my salvation climbs the slope
I carry the ember of faith running fierce inside my veins
I walk on I rise I become the promise I claim

Street pressure hisses regret and offers traps with friendly smiles
My scars are medals lifted high without a trace of shame
When shadow leans heavy I answer with a flash that blinds
The urban drum keeps calling through the walls that still resist
I repeat my vow and wake the ember that refuses sleep
I become the beacon burning for the ones who lost their speech

I am the child of pavement and the rise of steady hope
When dawn rips through the night my salvation climbs the slope
I carry the ember of faith running fierce inside my veins
I walk on I rise I become the promise I claim

Listen to the drum in your chest striking against the ground
Rise up fill your lungs answer the horizon with sound

I am the child of pavement and the rise of steady hope
When dawn rips through the night my salvation climbs the slope
I carry the ember of faith running fierce inside my veins
I walk on I rise I become the promise I claim

The city roars but I keep my spine straight
My inner fire pushes through every alley I navigate
Redemption walks beside me with steps that never slow
And this ember in my chest leads me to the dawn’s first glow

I am the child of pavement

In the wooden pews we rise together slow
Choir lifting dawn in a warm golden glow
Hands reaching high through the storm we knew
Soul fire burning in a bright breakthrough
The Hammond hums like heaven turning keys
Bass line breathing steady with the breeze
Here in this house of hope our hearts renew
Under moonlit rafters we find our groove

Sanctuary groove lifting us in light
From old church memories to a community bright
Drums and keys rising till the soul ignites
In the warmth of our gathering the world takes flight

Sunday morning laughter drifting through the hall
Band hits the break and the whole room stands tall
Joy moving freely where we all belong
From quiet whispers to a dancing song
The groove becomes our shared declaration
Hammond swelling loud in liberation
In that rising breath of a united floor
We taste a freedom we have waited for

Sanctuary groove lifting us in light
From old church memories to a community bright
Drums and keys rising till the soul ignites
In the warmth of our gathering the world takes flight

Let the Hammond swell like halos in the air
Let the guitar call back in a soulful prayer
Cymbals shining softly as redemption nears
We are one we are strong in the rhythm we cheer

Sanctuary groove lifting us in light
From old church memories to a community bright
Drums and keys rising till the soul ignites
In the warmth of our gathering the world takes flight
Sanctuary groove our voices unite
In the cradle of the groove we claim our right

Sanctuary groove

Here's our mini EP, created and recorded @AccademiaTeclas (ITA) by Filippo Marinacci and Luca Maria Burocchi.

Enjoy our atmospheres!

Please, feel free to write to associazionemusicaleteclas@gmail.com for infos and pricing about rec, mix and mastering services.

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"Express worldwide" is an improvisation made with a drum machine, a Korg Minilogue and two guitars, simple!

Recorded with love and processed with tubes!

Played by Filippo Marinacci and Luca Maria Burocchi.

Express Wordlwide Official

https://marginalfrequency.bandcamp.com/album/end-beginning

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HISS - END BEGINNING | excerpt 1 (location 1)

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

small batch record label in Tracyton, WA, USA.

Space and brains dedicated to music production and learning.
Here's our productions and samples of our mix and mastering services.
Please, feel free to write to associazionemusicaleteclas@gmail.com for infos about our mix and mastering services!

On every place on Universe we can see, smell, feel, taste & listen to art. there are too much levels, and no other can compare with the 'Art of Loves' That never can be possessed, just be witness of his act. so i want to express to the blow, the singing of love. 
when love gets present give us the oportunity of reach something beatiful, create a perfect state of Art, "The Art of Loves" - Gad Psyche - Giving life to instruments 

Waiting For Zyo it's a project involving audio and visual productions with a precise focus on performed electronics and musical instruments.
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