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Chloé Sarraméa : ever since the rains came crashing down | i'm gonna sink - 02 Octobre 2025

Rain paints silver lines on glass,
Every drop rewrites the past.
Inside, the kettle sighs again,
Night begins where thoughts have been.

Steam curls slow, perfume of tea,
Fills the gaps where you used to be.
Books half-open, words in bloom,
Soft confession across the room.
Streetcars hum below the hill,
Echoing lives that never still.
Curtains breathe like lungs at rest,
Time leans heavy on my chest.

This quiet feels almost kind,
A small reprieve for a crowded mind.
Every sound is clear, refined,
Like truth that’s gently underlined.

I’m still here where the lights stay low,
Tracing dreams that refuse to go.
Every color turns to grey,
But my pulse still knows the way.
I’m still here where the heart won’t hide,
Filling silence from the inside.
All my calm in a paper cup,
Keeps me warm till the dawn wakes up.

Old coat hanging by the door,
Smells like laughter we don’t share anymore.
Rain expands the city’s spine,
Beats in rhythm, almost mine.
Messages left half-read, half-sent,
Peace and chaos both well-spent.
Windows glow in amber hue,
Each one holding someone new.

This quiet feels almost kind,
A small reprieve for a crowded mind.
Every sound is clear, refined,
Like truth that’s gently underlined.

I’m still here where the lights stay low,
Tracing dreams that refuse to go.
Every color turns to grey,
But my pulse still knows the way.
I’m still here where the heart won’t hide,
Filling silence from the inside.
All my calm in a paper cup,
Keeps me warm till the dawn wakes up.

Every pause becomes design,
Every ache a steady line.
Maybe peace is just the art,
Of letting go without the part.

I’m still here where the lights stay low,
Tracing dreams that refuse to go.
Every color turns to grey,
But my pulse still knows the way.
I’m still here where the heart won’t hide,
Filling silence from the inside.
All my calm in a paper cup,
Keeps me warm till the dawn wakes up.

First train sighs beneath the street,
Morning hums in muted beat.
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Rain paints silver lines on glass,

I’m still here (Lo Fi Soul reload)

He glows too hard for someone real

Mirror skin and a borrowed smile,
Perfume thick to hide the guile.
Talks in loops, rehearsed replies,
Every truth a cheap disguise.
Gold on wrist, but rust inside,
Every story pre-applied.
Looks like love from far away,
Up close — plastic in the sway.

He’s fake, can’t feel his tone,
He’s fake, made of phone.
Every move’s a masquerade,
Every touch pre-programmed fade.

Filter glow on his perfect face,
Even lies got flawless grace.
Name-drop dreams he never earned,
Plays the saint when the cameras turn.
Heart on feed, but none in bed,
Speaks in quotes that someone said.
All his shine just burns too fast,
A spark designed, never meant to last.

He’s fake, can’t feel his tone,
He’s fake, made of phone.
Every move’s a masquerade,
Every touch pre-programmed fade.

I used to fall for that kind of face,
Symmetry sharp, but empty space.
Now I read the code, not the eyes,
Can’t be fooled by digitized lies.

He’s fake, can’t feel his tone,
He’s fake, made of phone.
Every move’s a masquerade,
Every touch pre-programmed fade.
He’s fake — and now I know,
Real hearts don’t need that glow.

He's fake (Alternative R&B reload)

A haunting, ethereal dark electronic song blending twigs, Crystal Castles, and Pearly Drops energy — slow tempo, glitch-pop textures, whispery female vocals, and emotional electronica ambience, The track should feel like drifting through stages of consciousness — nostalgia, paranoia, and self-reclamation — with glassy synths, deep pulsing bass, layered breathy harmonies, and reversed vocal effects, Dreamlike, cinematic, melancholic yet empowering

versions of me

Slow wine, soft light.
No rush — pure vibe.
I move gentle, still wild inside.

Palm breeze on my skin, steady.
City loud, but my soul no heavy.
I no be trophy, I no be ready-made,
I write my name with the gold I laid.

Eyes clear, spirit on code,
Low tone, still I run the road.
If you feel me, move in time,
No cage — only sky to find.

If e pure, then e stay.
If e force, make e fade away.
My pace, my way,
I choose love, I choose day.

My mind dey on you — slow.
My mind dey on you — glow.
If heart talk true, we go.
If no be peace, I go.

Soft power, real power.
Calm thunder, sweet fire.

Touch clean, talk small — meaning plenty.
Highlife chords make the night feel friendly.
I’m nobody’s saint, still holy in truth,
I guard my joy like proof.

No long text wey dey drain my shine,
If you step correct, we align.
I fit be quiet, but my dream loud,
I dance soft, still lead the crowd.

If e pure, then e stay.
If e force, make e fade away.
My pace, my way,
I choose love, I choose day.

My mind dey on you — slow.
My mind dey on you — glow.
If heart talk true, we go.
If no be peace, I go.

Ɔdɔ no yɛ dɛ, me kra gye,
Bra na yentwa no, no delay.
Meda me ho so, me ho yɛ,
If dem doubt, make dem pray.

— Who hold the light? (Me, inside.)
— Who set the pace? (Me, I decide.)
— What be the rule? (Peace as guide.)
— If e no fit flow? (Step aside.)

My mind dey on you — slow.
My mind dey on you — glow.
No mask, no show,
Real love — we grow.

Moon low, heart high.
I move free — I no lie.
Mind dey glow… all night.

My pace (Ghana Alt Soul reload)

Words/Vocals/Vocal Samples by Muddy Stone
Production by Chow
Cover Art by ant 

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Fishes Kissin' Tales of Homeland (ft. Chow)

This is Ashborne’s signature sound a slow, dark, and haunting fusion of moody R&B with eerie cinematic textures. Deep 808s, ambient pads, and haunting synths create a shadowy, atmospheric backdrop, while breathy, whispery vocals deliver twisted, intimate, and provocative lyrics. Every note drips with tension and desire, pulling listeners into a sensual, eerie, and unforgettable soundscape. It’s dark, moody, cinematic it’s Ashborne, unmistakably original.

Midnight Embers

 “hourglass” | [free] frank ocean x sza type beat | alternative r&b, neo soul 2025
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“hourglass” | [free] frank ocean x sza type beat | alternative r&b, neo soul 2025

Experimental R&B about searching for healing after heartbreak. 

Inspired by 1010 Benja's blend of soul, trap, and spiritual themes. Sometimes the only prayer left is the one for yourself.

85 BPM | Experimental R&B | Neo-Soul

Prayer for the Lost

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.

I’m Alien Soulverse, a sonic traveler from the edges of reality. My music fuses glitch, soul, and alien frequencies into a universe all my own. I sample my voice, bend genres, and experiment with sounds that feel like they’re from another dimension. Every track is a journey dark, chaotic, ethereal, and completely uncharted.

Basée à Paris, à Londres et partout dans le monde avec ses plateformes en ligne, Rinse est une radio mais pas seulement : label, management, curation, événements culturels... www.rinse.fr
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Based in Paris, London and all over the world with its online platforms, Rinse is a radio station but not only: label, management, curation, cultural events ... www.rinse.fr

3quilibrium. 
eye create melodies about nature and love. 
theorangehue@gmail.com

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