Tentokrát to bylo všechno trochu jinak.. Byla středa a gramofony jsem roztočil v horní části Bar Papír, mezi výlohou a barovkama v tomhle stále více populárním libereckém podniku, který se stává místem setkávání alternativních kultur. V Nictví o nic nejde, ale v mém případě, pokud se jedná o hudbu, jde vždy o hodně. Dvě a půl hodiny jsem za mixem prolínal oblíbené poklidné nálady, pocity a v závěru se dostal i k náročnější vyhroublé noisy elektronice. Byla to krásná cesta!

NICTVÍ / Bar Papír Liberec (12.02.2025)

ujebavky co pise zivot, raw a uncensored, proste director's cut

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JETLAG

FLIP JAK SKATE

FROM DAY ONE

Hey! Hey! Náměstí! 
Dr. Edvarda Beneše

Up the Pražská from the station, feet slow in hesitation
Shops and signs in quiet glow, neon buzzing soft and low
Narrow alleys, tilted sky, dead leaves whisper as they die
Asian spices in the air, but no real warmth is anywhere
Phones and fashion, silver rings, all these bright and empty things
Pass the glass and frozen trees, choking on the winter freeze
Daylight mild and oddly fake, but night will cut you like a stake
And all this grey—it gets too close, touches parts I hide the most

Hey! Hey! Náměstí! 
Dr. Edvarda Beneše

Tree limbs bare like whispered ghosts, frostbit shadows line the posts
Even flowers seem afraid, stuck in concrete serenade
But in the cracks, I feel a glow, something only locals know
Liberečané, strong and kind, carry spring inside their mind
And when I reach the open square, I lift my head, I breathe the air
The radnice, that stunning face—carved in grace and standing brave
My sorrow melts into the stone, I don’t feel so lost, alone
The past and present twirl and blend, and I can almost start again

Hey! Hey! Náměstí! 
Dr. Edvarda Beneše

Too warm in the day, too cold at night...
But your square, your soul—it feels so right...
Oh Liberec, you hold me tight...

Hey! Hey! Náměstí! 
Dr. Edvarda Beneše
Where my frozen heart connects
Through the storm and quiet unrest
You still dance inside my chest
Náměstí Dr. Edvarda Beneše in Liberec
Never let me second-guess
You’re the light in winter’s press
Liberec, I must confess...

Náměstí Dr. Edvarda Beneše in Liberec

...and here I stand again in my mental routine:
close my eyes at U Nisy nine hundred sixteen
Vinotéka Narohu my destiny
While Lužická Nisa flows below me

The lights flicker cold on the glassy street,
Ghosts of laughter I can barely meet,
The wine shop's closed, but her shadow stays,
Dreams drown slow in the river's grey haze.

The night sighs low,
And the water knows,
All we lose, all we owe —
In this quiet, endless flow.

...and here I stand again in my mental routine:
close my eyes at U Nisy nine hundred sixteen
Vinotéka Narohu my destiny
While Lužická Nisa flows below me

Behind the high walls of the krajský dom,
Stories crumble like abandoned songs,
I trace the cracks with a frozen gaze,
Each moment lost, another stageplay.

The world just spins,
An absurd little thing,
Curtains fall, no one wins —
Only rivers remember springs.

...and here I stand again in my mental routine:
close my eyes at U Nisy nine hundred sixteen
Vinotéka Narohu my destiny
While Lužická Nisa flows below me

Maybe in another scene,
Under other, softer dreams,
We would laugh and not pretend —
But rivers know: all things must end.

...and here I stand again in my mental routine:
close my eyes at U Nisy nine hundred sixteen
Vinotéka Narohu my destiny
While Lužická Nisa flows below me

Vinotéka Narohu

Much too cold for a leg to shake.
How will you do when I am gone again?
Will you win, or will your dreams go down the drain?

The Lužická Nisa hums under stone,
Carving songs for hearts alone.
Boys from the sunlands, shivering, strong,
Wondering how they still belong.
Will new blood lift the hopes we crave,
Or will old ghosts rise from the grave?
Jablonec waiting with a wicked grin,
As we dream of battles we must win.

Steel your hearts against the frost,
Dreams once found are never lost.
Beneath this grey December sky,
Future’s written in the sigh...

Slovan Liberec in winter break —
Much too cold for a leg to shake.
How will you do when I am gone again?
Will you win, or will your dreams go down the drain?

Chimney smoke and frozen ground,
Echoes of a faithful sound.
Empty seats and empty skies,
Still the spirit never dies.
[Breakdown — Spoken word over beat drop]

Friday fades into silent blue,
Stadium dreams are waiting for you...

Slovan Liberec in winter break —
Much too cold for a leg to shake.
How will you do when I am gone again?
Will you win, or will your dreams go down the drain?
Slovan Liberec in winter break —
Much too cold for a leg to shake.
Hold your line, hold your flame...
Spring will call you back again.

Slovan Liberec in Winter Break

Opening set z libereckého festivalu Ještědská Odysea byl odehraný za scenérie blesků, silného lijáku, páry stoupající z okolních lesů a vycházejících slunečních paprsků, příznačně seskládaný 
z burácejícího noisu a hlubokého ambientu..

Ještědská Odysea / Liberec (31.05.2025)

disstrack na naseho milovaneho pritele L4CASH, nadsázka nikoho neurážím a nepoškozuji.

Neuklizený pokoj, prod. Southside

Velmi intenzivni piko, to je V.I.P, ft: KESH17, parodie na pisen VIP

V.I.(P).I.K.O - KESH17, prod. Naumecotijebe

Dopis

So. Sergei Barracuda, funny, comedy cover na písničku Legendární, mam v pici

Zkratomovaný / Legendární - L4CASH, prod. Getro

U Toníčka disstrack, nadsázka! nemá nikoho urážet ani poškozovat.

UTNCKA - KESH17, prod. Naumecotijebe

Plug - prod by. saysxnts

Imagine walking into Vinotéka Narohu on a rainy Thursday night, only to discover a bunch of locals have kidnapped an Irish folk band, handed them too much cheap red wine, and said:
"Alright lads, play something sad… but make it sound happy."

That’s this track.

“Vinotéka Narohu (Folk Version)” takes our jangly indie anthem and spins it into a pub-stomping, river-dreaming folk session — fiddles crying, guitars humming, and someone in the corner clapping slightly off-beat but with full emotional commitment. One sip of this tune and suddenly you’re swaying arm-in-arm with strangers you’ll never see again, pretending you know all the lyrics.

Somewhere between Liberec and Galway, between existential dread and “just one more glass,” this version makes the Lužická Nisa river sound like it’s flowing straight through an Irish pub at 3 a.m.

Perfect for:
🍷 Drinking wine you can’t pronounce
🎻 Crying into your pint while tapping your foot
🌊 Standing dramatically by rivers pretending you’re in a folk ballad
🕯️ Whispering “I’m fine” while absolutely not being fine

Lyrics:

...and here I stand again in my mental routine:
close my eyes at U Nisy nine hundred sixteen
Vinotéka Narohu my destiny
While Lužická Nisa flows below me

The lights flicker cold on the glassy street,
Ghosts of laughter I can barely meet,
The wine shop's closed, but her shadow stays,
Dreams drown slow in the river's grey haze.

The night sighs low,
And the water knows,
All we lose, all we owe —
In this quiet, endless flow.

...and here I stand again in my mental routine:
close my eyes at U Nisy nine hundred sixteen
Vinotéka Narohu my destiny
While Lužická Nisa flows below me

Behind the high walls of the krajský dom,
Stories crumble like abandoned songs,
I trace the cracks with a frozen gaze,
Each moment lost, another stageplay.

The world just spins,
An absurd little thing,
Curtains fall, no one wins —
Only rivers remember springs.

...and here I stand again in my mental routine:
close my eyes at U Nisy nine hundred sixteen
Vinotéka Narohu my destiny
While Lužická Nisa flows below me

Maybe in another scene,
Under other, softer dreams,
We would laugh and not pretend —
But rivers know: all things must end.

...and here I stand again in my mental routine:
close my eyes at U Nisy nine hundred sixteen
Vinotéka Narohu my destiny
While Lužická Nisa flows below me

Ballad of Vinotéka Narohu

Nový singl s hostem L4CASH, prod by. 99LA #glo, téma o nemoci z kratomu psychické i fyzické.


Kratom Sickness - L4CASH. prod. 99LA

Neberu tenhle shit vážně dělam si z toho prdel

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Dahø  (Technørd) 

Bio ENG:
     Dahø is half of “Czech Murder Boys”, half of legendary duo Daho & Ginger and icon of Czech electronic and techno scene. He plays since 1995 and he always had exceptional music selection. For long 14 years he was the owner of the famous recordshop Nula2. His musical vision has industrial-techno basis and is influenced of EBM, coldwave/gothic techno and post-industrial scene. He always searches for sound extremes and transforms them into a digestible dance form..

Bio CZ:
     Polovina z legendárního tandemu Daho & Ginger - jabloneckých “Murder Boys”. Dnes už prostě jen Dahø, je ikona české technoscény, zakladatel vinylshopu Nula2.cz, ale hlavně velký milovník a průkopník elektronické hudby v České Republice, který se za gramofony objevuje už od roku 1995. Za třicetiletou existenci na scéně si vybudoval pověst vyhraněného hudebního selektora v oblasti industriálního techna a experimentální elektroniky. 
     V roce 2014 se vydal na sólovou dráhu jako Dahø, aby oddělil éru dvojice D&G. Jeho hudební filozofie stojí na industiálním technosoundu, který obohacuje o průniky noisu, darkwave a EBM. Vyhledává v hudbě zvukové extrémy, které v mixech podává transformované do taneční formy a reflektuje vývoj techna z historie až do současné podoby aktuálního zvuku. Svou hudební vizi prezentuje od roku 2017 jako hlava projektu Technørd, pod jehož značkou s dalšími členy crew, organizují industriálně orientované eventy nejen na severu Čech. Od léta 2024 se stal rezidentem libereckého klubu BarPapír, kde má vlastní rezidentní noc Nørdlead.

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