🎶 De Cimolais a Ert – Papa Boo Loo

✨ This is not a simple album. It begins with two shamanic drum pieces, BPM 176, double kick. But the structure itself is a spell:

    🔺 Triple beat (3/4): opens perception.

    🔹 Trance groove (6/8): frame drums and hand percussion.

    🔸 Powerful cycle (9/8): the door to the spirits.

The drum opens the ceremony, the door swings wide, and the dance begins. From this ritual rhythm, built on Open D tuning, we recreate the magical environment to connect with our ancestors.

🪄 The Mantra

Every track is a fractal reflection of the mantra:
 
O mama baba mama nena mama lehna
O mama baba mama nena mama lehna
O mama baba mama nena mama lehna

🌄 Baba is Ovalda, named after Mount San Osvaldo. She was my putative mother, speaking Ertano, a dialect of Ladino, very old, born in Erto, part of a magical family.

    🌿 Nena is Maddalena, her sister. We loved each other deeply, like son and mother. Tall, beautiful, green shining eyes, dark mountain skin — a woman of class and strength.

    🌙 Lehna is my daughter Lene, who died at age 11 in Milan, taken by pollution.

This album asks the world of spirits to deliver the most beautiful message to them: we never forget.
🏔️ The Place of Erto

Erto lies in Friuli Venezia Giulia, at the crossroads of three regions, yet it stands alone. Tradition says it was founded before the Roman Empire by a tribe of Cimbri women fleeing war. They found a small island in the lake and called it Eretto — “standing.”

    🔮 Refuge of prophetesses.

    🚫 Men were not welcome: violent, greedy, liars.

    🎨 Only artists were accepted: liminal beings, bridges between the realm of the dead and our world, the radio of connection.

🎤 The Production

Even though the mastering was done with Suno, we created the voices in overtuning. The producer sings with the throat technique Khoomei, perfect for this ritual sound. The result vibrates powerfully, like an ancestral call.

❤️ The Legacy

This album carries that heavy, ancient legacy. It tells my granddaughters that magic can be real — not fantasy, but memory. Memory keeps alive the magic of love.

Because at the end of the day, it is always and only a matter of love.

P.S. This work is a bridge: between Erto and America, between past and future, between the world of the living and the spirits.


Maghett vola — Stria canta

primaris

Il principio riflessoì

Se ciama Maghett, al vola ce ustò

Il principio quantico

Verda, verda, el sol se leva

🎶🔥 EP Presentation – Collettivo Undersound 
This is Collettivo Undersound ⚡👽. No 🤖 A.I. can match the creative power that flows through us 💥. Money 💰, power 👑, judgments ⚖️: we don’t care. The Collective is an alien being born among the fumes of worn‑out keyboards 🎹, searching for escape routes to survive in its rat hole 🐀. Hidden 🌙, it comes out at night, waiting for no verdicts or opinions, because it believes only in unity ✊ and above all in imagination 🌌 that becomes magical action ✨.

🎛️ In the past, producing an album of this level meant spending 20,000 euros in studio and distribution, only to earn 5 cents per stream, releasing maybe one song per month. A model that made survival impossible—except for the majors.

⚡ With the arrival of A.I., music production has been democratized:

    Costs 💸 have collapsed.

    Publishing speed ⚡ has become real.

    Creativity 🎶 is free to experiment with glitches, contaminations, and new forms.

    Access 🌍 is global, without filters or gatekeepers.

Collettivo Undersound uses this breach to turn vision into sound. It’s not A.I. making the music: it’s the Collective bending, shaping, and challenging it.

If you listen to the track Why Not Lap Tapping 🎶, at one point the sound shifts its center of gravity towards different frequencies 📡. You hear an anomaly ⚠️, but you can’t perceive the error ❌. That’s because the Collective is used to picking up the pieces 🪞 from a lifetime, and has learned that everything—absolutely everything—is important, even if it doesn’t belong to us 🌍.

And beyond this brief reflection, you’ll discover the track returns exactly where it skipped, into a desert blues 🏜️🎸 that wasn’t the connection 📶: it was us, waking up your attention 👁️. Shall we talk about fluffy 🐑? The cello 🎻 blending with the slide 🎸 that never existed, glitched with A.I. 🤖 intentionally, to give that nostalgic effect 💭—pleasant, like fluffy comfort 🫂.

👉 After six months of boycott 🚫, we conquered our position on SoundCloud 🎶 in just two weeks ⏱️. Fifteen years of rehearsals 🎸, frustrations 😤, failures 💔, and finally technology made possible what was once forbidden. And now you tell us this isn’t music? LOL 🤣.

This EP with 4 singles is the proof: literally played with two guitars at the same time 🎸🎸. If you don’t believe it, watch here: link.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ikUD4mRLfyI


fluffy

desert blues

why not lap tapping

justlittle blues

## 🇮🇹 Introduzione (Italiano)

🎛️ **Siamo SGLL666**  
Collettivo undersound di hacker, musicisti e spiriti liberi.  
Usiamo l’AI, ma non ci facciamo usare.  
Produciamo musica, la puliamo, la sigilliamo, la archiviamo.  
Abbiamo creato un sistema che elimina i metadati compromettenti, firma ogni traccia con un codice ritmico, e restituisce all’artista il controllo sul proprio suono.  
Non vendiamo l’AI. La suoniamo.  
Se sei qui, forse vibri come noi.

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## 🇬🇧 Introduction (English)

🎛️ **We are SGLL666**  
An undersound collective of hackers, musicians, and free spirits.  
We use AI, but we don’t let it use us.  
We produce music, clean it, seal it, and archive it.  
We’ve built a system that removes compromising metadata, signs each track with a rhythmic code, and gives artists back control of their sound.  
We don’t sell AI. We play it.  
If you’re here, maybe you vibrate like we do.

New tracks tagged #ipfs