'Heavenly Creatures' is AQNB’s fourth digital release & first limited edition physical release of new music and visual works compiled and curated by our London, Berlin and Los Angeles-based team.

Download for free: www.patreon.com/aqnb

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'Heavenly Creatures' takes its title from the 1994 dark biographical drama and queer cult classic film of the same name, with a nod to Los Angeles party Heav3n and its championing of a post-PC Music sound—born online and spread across communication networks the world over. Featuring music by young producers from across the internet, the compilation’s heavily-filtered, DIY DAW tracks present an online-but-intimate hyper-emotionality by artists addressing life, love and loneliness from the perspective of a pop-appreciating electronic underground. Together with visual art works that express digital modes of intimacy, it’s a space of vulnerability and introspection built on a melancholic sub-frequency that’s carried forward by the hopeless romantics and baby angels that inhabit it.

Music by:
blackwinterwells
Aj simons & umru
lei
heavn
oakscreen
BLOODZ BOI 血男孩 & bod [包家巷]
8485
kuru
dylann
luvox
reserv

Visual works by:
Adham Faramawy
Carlos Sáez
Maggie Menghan Chen
Tissue Hunter

Cover artwork by:
Alejandra Muñoz

Isaac Treece, mastering

reserv, 'ivy' (2021). Courtesy AQNB, London; Los Angeles.

sorry flea

lyrics:

weaving in and out of life mixing everything despite leaving everything behind x2 cold flash wearin what i can to shield me from the sudden snow a fire i hold but never show i crash out of breath in the sand frozen prints from my hands watching auroras dance bit a blizzard since i fell into a personal hell this soul up for sale and im chipping my tail i can hear the bells all around me my head is all up for the fixing baggy life im stuck its so listless shivers all around my system to the rush im so addicted near od but im still kicking derealize the fiction every superstition made me shut my nest in all set colors in autumn yet when everythings tomorrow not all of my life is so borrowed stolen and sick when im caught up im sawdust i slip again and again burnt up passion fell out of my head

sorry flea i switched it up

i didnt kno where 2 post this so its here
pls excuse the dababy lyric this song is a year old

prod by @yungazkii + 4am
vocals by @yungazkii
original song by 4am

lyrics
[hook]
and i been goin crazy now i aint stoppin it
i feel dababy now i put da bop in it
and no u cannot save me now cuz i jus popped this shit
i been goin dummy in my bag got a lotta of it

[verse]
and u gon talk yo shit
well ive got 2 Chungus fuck dat bitch (pew bahhh)
switchblade on my hip (like seriously bra)
talk down get hit
it go 1 2 3 (4)
5-5 6 7 8 bands on me
so dont talk to me cus im counting up
talking shit over twitter ion give a fuck
it go 1 2 3 (th special trick sfx)
4 5 6 7 8 bands on me
so dont talk to me cus im countin up
got a glock on my hip dont make me grab it now

[hook]
and i been goin crazy now i aint stoppin it
i feel dababy now i put da bop in it
and no u cannot save me now cuz i jus popped this shit
i been goin dummy in my bag got a lotta of it

[outro]
and u gon talk yo shit
well ive got 2 guns fuck dat bitch (pew bahhh)
switchblade on my hip (like seriously bra)
talk down get hit

2guns (cover)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8RMDBqQDtT8

Im In The Library Rn Stuck To A Leather Chair I Cant Get Up

kidding (ft. tjweaver)

released on: 14 October 2021

instrumental to https://soundcloud.com/hiddencontact/friday-friday

Floatyguitarhouse128bpm

NEW LOW NEW LOWWWWW (ROKBOTOM) up up up [song]

co prod with vindit + matthew
additional vox guiceb0x

I was working, I was slipping through the night
I was tripping, I was kicking up the vines
I was working, I was slipping through the night
I was missing, spent the weekend all inside
Dead of winter, middle of the freeze
Big coat on, 32 degrees
Wipe the snow off, walking through the trees
Put your phone up, come over to me

I was working, I was slipping through the night
I was tripping, I was kicking up the vines
I was working, I was slipping through the night
I was missing, spent the weekend all inside
Dead of winter, middle of the freeze
Big coat on, 32 degrees
Wipe the snow off, walking through the trees
Put your phone up, come over to me

When it’s just us, ohh
It ain’t that much to complain on
I need your touch, need your voice
I feel your love take the weight off
I know it’s a long long drive for you
But you never feel that far to me
I don’t wanna make it hard for you
I’ll stay forever soft and sweet
I don’t wanna hold back
When we hang up, I wanna call right back
Tip of my tongue, I better say it fast
If this is love, I wanna make it last

I was working, I was slipping through the night
I was tripping, I was kicking up the vines
I was working, I was slipping through the night
I was tripping, I was kicking up the vines
Dead of winter, middle of the freeze
Big coat on, 32 degrees
Wipe the snow off, walking through the trees
Put your phone up, come over to me

Dead of winter, middle of the freeze
Big coat on, 32 degrees
Wipe the snow off, walking through the trees
Put your phone up, come over to me

32 Degrees

Backroad Baptism - Soul Blues Instrumental

valentines day w/ mossgarden

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