She takes her pills with a glass of wine,
Eyes half closed but the card’s still mine.
We hit the mall, she floats on air,
I grab the bags, she doesn’t care.

Hangin’ with your mom, it’s the best time ever,
She’s too high to check the price tag, never.
Next to her I shine, young and divine,
Old and broken makes me look fine.

She laughs too loud at the checkout line,
Slurred sweet words like she’s lost her mind.
I swipe again, she doesn’t see,
Her misery’s a gift for me.

Hangin’ with your mom, it’s the best time ever,
She’s too high to check the price tag, never.
Next to her I shine, young and divine,
Old and broken makes me look fine.

She’s my wallet, she’s my show,
Depressed and faded, still she glows.
Every scar just makes me star,
Every bruise puts me in the car.

Hangin’ with your mom, it’s the best time ever,
She’s too high to check the price tag, never.
Next to her I shine, young and divine,
Old and broken makes me look fine.
Yeah, hangin’ with your mom… it’s the best time ever.

Hangin’ with your mom, it’s the best time ever

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I see the light across the room
Your silence cuts, it feels like doom
The clock is loud, the walls don’t lie
I hear your heartbeat pass me by

I know you’re waiting
I know you’re waiting
For a word, for a sign, for the break of day
I know you’re waiting
I know you’re waiting
And I can’t take this weight away

The window shakes, the night drags on
Every second feels too long
Your shadow moves, I can’t escape
The fear of love, the fear of fate

I know you’re waiting
I know you’re waiting
For a word, for a sign, for the break of day
I know you’re waiting
I know you’re waiting
And I can’t take this weight away

If I fall, will you still stay?
If I run, will you fade away?
I know you’re waiting, I know you’re waiting
But time won’t let us breathe today

I know you’re waiting
I know you’re waiting
For a word, for a sign, for the break of day
I know you’re waiting
I know you’re waiting
And I can’t take this weight away

I know you're waiting

Cheap talk, dead eyes
No sense, no rise

Noise in your head
Nothing you said

Your opinions are stupid
’Cause you are stupid
Uneducated, fabricated
Stupid, stupid

Flat brain, no spark
Still lost, still dark

Words with no weight
Rot on your plate

Your opinions are stupid
’Cause you are stupid
Uneducated, fabricated
Stupid, stupid

Echo, hollow
Shallow, follow

And you're ugly too

Your opinions are stupid
’Cause you are stupid
Uneducated, replicated
Stupid, stupid

Your opinions are stupid

Yin meets yang, we come alive
Dark and light in the same design

Karma’s heartbeat moves the soul
One great force, we all become whole

Ebb & Flow

IK MINT! one minute, I’ll be there
IK MINT! just breathe in the air

Moments glow when you give me time
IK MINT! watch me as I shine

IK MINT

One force binds us all, from temple to domain
The seed of life renewed, again and again

Demigods may change, their names we can’t contain
Yet mana’s ancient song will always remain

Mana: The Eternal Thread

Alcohol is ethanol, it seals the pineal deep
Drowning out our ancient code, the power we should keep

Awaken beyond the veil, reclaim what’s in our soul
Instinct and foresight rise when we break free from control

Veil of Ethanol

Shower me justice, wash me brand new
Wipe off the haze, let me break through

Age of Aquarius, water bearer’s call
Wake up the dreamers, tear down the wall

Reset in the Rain

Percussion-heavy techno made entirely from acoustic orchestral elements and found sounds. 
Militaristic grooves and spatial brass loops build hypnotic tension with immersive stereo movement.

Orchestral Techno

I came home to find you waiting
Hadn't changed
It's been a while

No offense
Babe
I think your style is so bad

It's Christmas time
And it's hardcore
Et J'adore
Baby
It's Christmas time
And it's hardcore
Et J'adore
Baby

It's not just your face I'm dissing
It's your cooking
Shoes
And clothes

No offense
Babe
I think your cooking's so bad

It's Christmas time
And it's hardcore
Et J'adore
Baby
It's Christmas time
And it's hardcore
Et J'adore
Baby

I wonder
Is Christmas Hardcore,
Or Hardcore Christmas ? 

It's Christmas time
And it's hardcore
Et J'adore
Baby
It's Christmas time
And it's hardcore
Et J'adore
Baby
It's Christmas time
And it's hardcore
Et J'adore
Baby
It's Christmas time
And it's hardcore
Et J'adore
Baby

Christmas Hardcore, j'adore

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.

Drop us a line ~ dinglestein@dinglandia.design

Available for work on custom audio & video projects for your brand. We also do other tings like branding and web design/development:

Video Samples: https://www.youtube.com/@dinglstein
Website Design & Branding: https://dinglandia.design

New tracks tagged #dynamic drops