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A-Festivity New World

Dance Now

Moog Subharmonicon playing the chords and arpeggio. A different mix of the sub oscillators fed through a separate filter forming the bass.

Winter Is Coming

Another Brand new collaboration with my pal https://soundcloud.com/billy-korg
Lyrics:-
Could I walk down the street
With my head high
If I didn't question 
All the reasons why...
That our "leaders"
Pretend to care 'bout us
But do the opposite 
That's treasonous

So sick of this veil of deception
Whether right or wrong at inception
The only way has 
Dignity and truth
Open up the windows for us
Let the light shine in dark corners
The only way has
Dinity and truth

We should peacefuly stand
And not comply
Every woman every man
Should now ask why...
Do we pay to a system
That don't work
Before it gets better
It's gonna hurt

Billy Kork/ winkandwoo 2025

Dignity and Truth

Written, freestyled, performed, mixed, and mastered by Nasty Tha Mc https://soundcloud.com/nasty_tha_mc and Cozmo Jethro.
Produced by Charles Nasty Day with Adina Howard samples and samples from "I Like It."  Low end percussion loop added by Cozmo Jethro.
Cover art by Cozmo Jethro using Microsoft Designer.
Released October 25, 2025.


Lyrics:

(Nasty Tha Mc and Cozmo Jethro)

Yi, yo Cozmo. 
Whud up?
Turn my levels up, ya know.
You got it!
About that time.
Yiii! I wanna go to the club, it’s time to get my groove on.
Aight, I’ll kick a lil somethin. And you kick a lil somethin. 
Hell yea!
Let go!

(Nasty Tha Mc)

Somethin what we are. Funky.
Somethin what we be. Fun.
Some hip hop junkies. (Ha ha yea.)
That be nice and smooth. O my!

Gosh. Right now, just listen up. Oh yea, right now.
Just turn it up, yea to what loud.
What it be, ya hear what I’m sayin, owww!

Ring baby, ya got me feelin good.
Stiff baby, what she got me now.
Do what it do for the night. Man.
Check it out, I’m a naughty ass man. 

Been like this since I was a little one. (O my).
Can’t freakin lie, do you get me uh huh. (Uh huh).
Cozmo what I be right there now. (I know).
In my zone oh yea right now (I know).

Uh uh uh fa fa fa fast. 
Yea, get me in my ish right now.
Do I what I do like nobody.
Jed are you hear what I’m sayin. Uh.
Hey yea, that girl over there lookin fly.
That dime piece, what I’m talkin bout o my. (ummmm).

Just a little bit of mary jane.
To do what it do keep my brain yea sane.

(Cozmo Jethro)

Yo, Nasty whud up?
I’m fixin to rock the cut.
You talkin bout a dime piece over there?
Shiiit, that’s my wife, hands off, man.

I know we up in the club.
And you wanna get Nasty with someone.
I also know you’d never hit on my woman.
But I see you, l l l lookin.

It’s all good man, I trust ya.
And I know my wife would never do nothin.
Let me introduce you to this girl over here.
I’ve known her for a good few years.

She lives the hip hop lifestyle.
Yo homie, go kick some game, show me.

(Nasty Tha Mc)

Let me clear my throat.
Shit girl, can I say somethin?
You got a body like Cozmo’s wife.
Shhh, you bangin right? Mm.

Smooth what I be.
Criminal like that, can’t you see?
Let’s hit the floor.
Do what it do, o my gosh, o lord!

Afterwards, maybe hey. 
Hit your place, oh yea, you get me by the way.
Yo Cozmo, I cant’ lie.
You hooked me up with fresh yea dime. 

(Cozmo Jethro)

Anything for my homie.
Yiii. (ah ah ha ha)
Yo Nasty. Me, you, Crissy, and Michelle.
Gonna have to meet here next week, hell yea! Ha ha, yeaaaa.

A Club Story (feat. Nasty Tha Mc)

Netherlands

Almost Metal

Side Eyes

Where Shadows Cried is an introspective reflection told through the eyes of someone who grappled with depression and inner turmoil. Seen from the perspective of a mind submerged in darkness, the track blends atmospheric textures and emotional resonance to evoke the silent struggle fought beneath the surface, echoing the weight of isolation. It stands as a tribute to those who’ve been to that inner place-where shadows cry.

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Where Shadows Cried

As the seasons pass, autumn in Japan is beautiful. The mountains begin to turn red. It seems that a red carpet has been laid out around the temple deep in the mountain.
Photo by the late Masanori Kozawa, my friend

Red Carpet

An early early colab between me and Kajati. I didn't think much of it until Kajati rearranged and produced it. 

Song is about... well not wanting to go to work, and worse, not wanting to be at work.

As in...

i walk to work on a conveyor belt
i walk the wrong way but it takes me anyway
past the flowers and the trees
past the homeless on their knees
my office has no colour
subtle shades of grey
someone designed it to be that way
to brighten my day

chorus
mornings come
and then they go
i'd fly paper planes out of the window
but these windows don't open 
and the doors are locked
so we sit here quietly  
and worship the clock

my day at work is a progress bar
measures time spent 
but never seems to end
keep my desk neat
remain in my seat
yet all we wanna do is get up and leave
yeah all we wanna do is get up and leave
 
my journey home is a production line
packed into cans with nowhere to stand

my journey home is a production line
packed into cans with nowhere to stand

my journey home is a production line
packed into cans with nowhere to stand


Walk to Work (remix)

The Failed States is a creative project based in an aged care facility in the leafy suburb of Wantirna, Melbourne Australia. 

Initially a recreational outlet, allowing residents to express themselves through music, poetry and sitting still, The Failed States has since taken on a life of it own. 

Anguished songs about other residents' grandchildren being too loud at the table tennis table, or laments of lukewarm, semi-set pudding were gradually replaced by powerful pieces about climate change, urban decay, relationship breakdown and stolen dentures.

There are no permanent members of The Failed States, we live on, as age, petty rivalries, and forgetfulness takes us all.

The Failed States tries to perform in the common room on the second Tuesday of every month, after lunch.

Walk to Work (remix)

the failed states

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