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Calm and Steady tracks series no. 581

created: 2025/08/11

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Doom Brake Sward

Funky sunshine house with some salsa and afrobeat influences, in 3 languages, for your late-night dancing needs.

The first time Ramon and Oonga got together to jam, they created the bones of this track, with a keyboard line and chorus quickly coming. The horn line followed soon after and then Oonga spent literally YEARS trying to get the drums right. More verses were added, KC brought his inimitable spice to the tune, and here we are!

Ramon Chicharron is a Colombian singer-songwriter who has lived in Montreal for more than 15 years who connects his heritage with electronic, Caribbean and tropical influences. His 3rd album Pescador de Sueños won best world album at the ADISQ, and his 4th album Destello de estrellas was nominated at the ADISQ and GAMIQ. He has toured across Canada, Europe and South America.

Vocals: Ramon Chicharron, Mighty Sampson
Bass & keys: Ramon Chicharron
Trombone: Etienne Lebel
Keys: Parker Mah
Beats, guitar, synth, samples: Oonga
Mix & master by Jeremy Costa at Backward Clock Sound
Art by 1keynolock

Cracher le feu

Ese Flow Que feat. Ramon Chicharron & Mighty Sampson

Rainbow Swamp

update: i made a new version with better drums

assim

Getting There

Megacosm

Synaptogenesis

Twilight piano

Zeta (2003)

**🌄 "Dawn’s Cold Embrace" – A Haunting Post-Punk Meditation on Transience 🌄**  

A delicate balance of frost-kissed melody and raw introspection, **"Dawn’s Cold Embrace"** captures the quiet agony of existing in the threshold between night’s refuge and day’s unyielding glare. This track weaves jangly, shimmering guitars with poetic despair, crafting a soundscape as fragile as the hour it mourns.  

**Lyrics as Fragile Revelations:**  
The song opens like a shiver—*“The night loosens its grip, leaves me in silence, where memories hover, shadows without shape”*—pitting the comfort of darkness against dawn’s merciless clarity. The chorus, *“There’s a chill in the light, it feels too honest,”* aches with the vulnerability of confronting what daylight unearths: fractured truths and “things unsaid.” The spoken-word outro lingers like mist, whispering of liminal purgatory: *“a place between what’s gone and what’s yet to begin.”*  

**Soundscapes of Bleak Elegance:**  
Treble-soaked guitar lines twinkle like frost under a pale sun, while a melodic bassline pulses with the rhythm of sleepless contemplation. Drums shuffle with restrained urgency, mimicking the reluctant march toward morning. Vocals sway between tender murmurs and trembling crescendos, embodying the tension of holding onto fading warmth. The bridge strips the arrangement to a skeletal hum—cold synths and trembling reverb mirroring the lyric’s *“loss without sorrow”*—before the instrumental break erupts in a cascade of melancholic strings and wiry arpeggios.  

**Why It Captivates:**  
- **For fans of:** Introspective jangle-pop, poetic bleakness, and post-punk’s romantic despair.  
- **Perfect for:** Solitary walks through empty parks at daybreak, scribbling unsent letters, or clinging to the ghost of a fading dream.  

**"Dawn’s Cold Embrace"** is not a song—it’s a sigh crystallized in sound. A hymn for those who find solace in the ache of impermanence. **Let its gray-light melancholy seep into your bones.**  

🎧 *Stream now, and wander the fragile edge of dawn.* 🎧  

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*Tags: #JangleGloom #PostPunkPoetry #LiminalSoundscapes #MelancholicDawn #IntrospectiveRock*

Dawns Cold Embrace

S.H.I.Z.U.K.A. - Illusion Of Peace
CKK102 - April 2025
Chez.Kito.Kat Records

Music by SHIZUKA
Master by Christophe Biache
Artwork SHIZUKA
Layer Samuel Ricciuti

"Illusion of Peace"

Diving into the heart of contemporary tensions, Illusion of Peace is a sonic journey where the pulsations of jungle, footwork, and breakbeat merge to create a powerful and committed electronic symphony. This album transcends genre boundaries to offer an immersive auditory experience, taking the listener from the dark alleys of the urban jungle to the frenetic rhythms of modern conflicts.

Each track reflects the tumults that shake our world, a wordless narrative that evokes anger, pain, chaos, but also resilience. The beats clash like shards of violence, while the hypnotic melodies and rumbling basslines resonate like a cry of alarm. Illusion of Peace is more than an album; it is a statement on the brutality and devastating impact of ongoing wars.

03 - S.H.I.Z.U.K.A. . Annexation

Scream for Your Life before it changes forever. 

Collaboration

Vocals, Lyrics, Composition, Production, Guitar - Billy @sidehustleprophets

Guitars, Bass, Composition, Production, Mixing - Chris @chris-schlue

Drums - Karli @mightymartens

Scream for Your Life

Scream For Your Life

Q-Don't Stand by Me

La remontée de l'inconscient

TIC TAC TOE

This track is for Matilda ,an amazing artist ,whose kindness is overflowing .
Thank you so much Matilda ,you are an inspiration ,Thank you so much 
 Shine on .

Check out Matilda's Proud Dad ,and musical giant 

https://soundcloud.com/thebeautifuldark

Thank you both for making such special gestures to me.

Shine on , Be Well :-) :-) :-) :-) :-)

Matilda's Dub

ときwaflta

Great EWI Breath Controller Cello Jam by Jörg: https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx

The Next Level (Remix Cello Jam)

Wheels

Dream of Freedom

RootWave Grounded

Serial lives, where patterns meet,
The unseen ties beneath our feet.
Coincidences, a coded rhyme,
Numbers align, in space and time.
Kammerer’s law, the world unfolds,
Through serial signs, the truth is told
A hat falls down, it spins, it rolls,
Caught by the wind, fate takes control.
In the café, a ticket's placed,
Numbers align, by chance, embraced.
Kammerer’s law, the world unfolds,
Through serial signs, the truth is told
Serial lives, where patterns meet,
The unseen ties beneath our feet.
Coincidences, a coded rhyme,
Numbers align, in space and time

Seriality

Seriality a Hidden Chance

The Floating Island is a metaphor for the challenging goal of achieving peace among all humans, and a respectful relationship with nature throughout our world.
Music, Poem, Composition: Andrew Janik https://burythejar.bandcamp.com/
Voice: Oddrun Eikli
Photo: by MAR 
https://www.instagram.com/michaelanthony333/

Thank you Andrew, for your beautiful music, and for this JOY.

Floating Island


Seek. Peace
Water. Sunlight
Sleepless. Night
Waves. Caress


Sand.  Storm
Inner. World
Lost. Found
Radiant   Diamond


Floating. Floating
Floating. Floating
 Free


Fish. Speak
Stars. Sing
Plants.  Nourish
Angel. Wing


Floating. Floating
Floating. Floating
 Free

Floating Island . Music: Soundpainter. Voice: Oddrun Eikli

Produced and programmed by Julian Maramieri
Arranged and mixed by Julian Maramieri
Written by Julian Maramieri
Recorded at Oalanka Studios 2.0
Released by Sequenz Frequenz Records

Move Your Body

Nostromo - Move Your Body

This track is about those who at some point in their lives have felt lost and confused, searching for the meaning of their lives and for the path to light.

Lost In Dark

Echoes in Distortion: a tribute to the sonic rebels forged in the crackling hum of amps and chaotic rhythms, this song aspires to channel the groundbreaking boldness of early Cabaret Voltaire, the relentless energy of Black Tish, and the brainsickness of The Butthole Surfers. Melodic but unruly, unraveling yet structured—it twists and bends, paying homage to the underground architects who aimed to reshape sound itself.

Echoes in Distortion

There is an orchard that grows where the soil remembers and the trees bloom with silence. The fruit there is darker than midnight and sweeter than sorrow, and once bitten, it teaches your mouth the language of forgetting.

The air here tastes of bruised plums and the voices of those not quite gone. Paths shift when unobserved. Roots whisper beneath the skin. Dreams take on the shape of birds.

No one plants in the Black Orchard.
No one harvests.
It grows by memory alone. 
A myth tangled in vines.
A memory disguised as a tree.

TIC TAC TOE

thomas k