Thirteen tracks. No filler. No skip. Every one a room with the door kicked in. This is the last one. He kills the power, the building comes down floor by floor, and Slow Orbit walks back into the dark where he came from. Stay there a while.

Lights Out

The man your city heard about but never met. Smoke through a keyhole, lightning before the thunder. He doesn't introduce himself. The room already knows.

Slow Orbit

Quiet morning turns loud. A man trying to stay calm while the world speeds up around him. The beat breaks when he does.

Fuck It All

4 AM drive with a blunt and nowhere to go. Starts slow, gets reckless, ends parked on a hill staring at stars. The car is the therapy and the highway is the conversation.

Midnight Miles

Same plant, different hands, different sentence. People still locked up for what billboards are selling on the highway. Slow Orbit blowing smoke into the system's face. Every breath a protest.

Cannabis Hyperemesis Disorder

A man walks into a club through the regular door and owns every second of it. The night is the medal. The dance floor is the podium. He stays until the lights come on ugly because he earned that too.

Olympic Gold

Chopin died with his heart in a jar of cognac. Slow Orbit's been keeping his separate for years. Nocturne meets 808. Same darkness, different instruments. The concert ends but the fight doesn't.

Choppin'

A man living inside his own drywall since 2001 eating prescriptions and calling his ex from a payphone that doesn't work. The funniest breakdown ever recorded. Nine thousand browser tabs and every single one is buffering a scream.

Braindead

The comedown. Six hours ago he loved the whole world. Now he's standing in boxers staring at eggs wondering if the meaning of life was real or if he was just stroking a carpet for an hour. The trip left but the questions stayed.

3 AM

"Post-Disco" is a journey through the city at 3:00 AM. It’s the sound of a hollowed-out club, a pulsing bassline echoing off cold concrete, and the feeling of being alone in a crowd. Blending the driving rhythm of Nu-Disco with the skeletal, brooding bones of Post-Punk, this track captures the tension between the urge to dance and the weight of the night.

Perfect for night drives, late-house ruminations, and dark dancefloors.

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Post Disco

Music producer, composer, and artist.
Deeply rooted in Dub, Dubstep, Ska and Reggae.

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