Interférence Hybride n°2 ! :
⛓👹Interférence Hybride is a serie of Self-release podcast to show my progress in the djing world. 👹⛓
8 month with the ddj-400 

Here's the second Chapter of my self-release podcast "Interférence Hybride". 
In this one , I was inspired by the magical and anxious world of Industrial Hardcore and I wanted to represent a world full of fairies and demons who lives together in harmony in a musical way.
To made this I used tracks from Ukk0o0 , The Satan , FLUCC , Bxrnadetth , Hashtaga and many more... 

Visual by me <3

🧚🏼‍♀️Enjoy ! Your Hardcore fairy °AzaR°🧚🏼‍♀️ (tracklist soon on ig : cki.azar)

Interférence Hybride Hardcore Madness

First release before the incoming Experimental Hardcore EP "New Departure". 
After two month of using how to learn Ableton, I wanted to share with you my progress and start to draw an auditive vision of what I want to make , linked with my visual art and the fairytale world brimming with political demands by using melodies, rhythm and kicks inspired by video games , artist , musicians , books , myth etc... 

This one is especially inspired by the myth of two of my creatures called Dodo and Cock-Y which in fact shared the same body but not the same mind and spirit.
Full story and texts on instagram : @cki.azar
Mastering & Cover by AZAR

Forgotten Voices

🪅 NEW DEPARTURE EP 🎭
(Free DL)

This is the First EP of my project AZAR which include multiple artistic practices such as Noises , Sculptures , Drawings , Engraving , Photography and Poetry. 
In this compilation I wanted to rewrite memories , facts , meetings and injustices I've been through those past two years now to exorcise inner thoughts by composing sounds , visual artworks and poetry to share with you unknown stories of mine and things that I am not able to put words on it. 

Each piece is connected to a place , a story or a person and is linked to other artistic practice. 
I want to make this project to grow further and embrace all the artistic fields I touch. 
Many things are coming , this part is the beginning of an evolution I like to call "The End of Chaos Era". 

I'll post the other parts of this project on Instagram (@cki.azar) soon.
For now I let you wander the meanders of the unknown , enjoy. 

Azar 🧚🏼‍♀️

Sparkles = Mask

Trapped In A Memory

Chao Is Gone Now

New Departure

Prequel

The Gate between worlds 
Somnia fighting against Chao and his demons 
Was it all a dream ? 
Is that love ? 
When will you come back ? 
Wake up honey , there's no place like home.

SOMNIA

In this track I wanted to put different ambiances which are related to 3 steps of Link’s quest to find Zelda (who transformed herself into the Light Dragon guardian of the Sacred Sword) : - The Sky lands 
-Landing on Hyrule 
-The Depths 
I based the intro on the first trailer and my personal playing experience. 
All the Legend of Zelda are important to me and are a great part of my references and I wanted to pay tribute to those masterpieces in all my artistic fields. 
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Lately I find all the feelings I had by playing Zelda Games in the works of artist like Ukk0o0, FLUCC, PSILO, PLEXØS, Hashtaga, Keoki, Karlfroye, ZYANOSE, VMO and many many more ! 
I think that the future of my music production begins to grow as my artistic practices and I’m so excited to show you my progress in all thoses fields I touch.
I feel like I find what I want to do after many years of perdition. 
I find my paths, I find myself, I find my friends and the most important thing is that I truly find my internal peace in my own Art.
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To finish this little text I’m deeply grateful for all the support you give me. 
Les Larmes du Dragon :

Dragon d’Os Dragon d’Eau 
O Dragon ne pleure pas 
Toi qui a vu ton amour s’évaporer le long de tes joues 
Maudit un dernier jour de mars et un premier soir d’avril
Je t’en prie 
Ne pleure plus 
Larmes errantes 
Larmes tranchantes 
Toi qui vacille entre les mondes 
Le Réel ou l’Onirique ? 
Toi qui a prit un nouveau départ 
Toi qui reste fatalement piégé dans un souvenir 
Le souvenir d’un Lac 
Aussi bleu que ces yeux 
Je t’en prie ne pleure plus 
Dragon d’eau dragon de feu 
Métamorphoser chaotiquement en Dragon d’Amour 
Tu as retrouvé ta liberté 
Mais qui saura te trouver ? 
O Dragon d’Amour 
Sèche tes larmes 
Je t’en prie ne pleure plus

Les Larmes Du Dragon

ℜ ender distance : missing 
Feeling 𝔒 ffended by your regard 
Meaningless e𝔛 istence of a Nobody
Trapped in  𝔄  cruel design 
𝔖 urrounded by the crown of the leaving one’s 
Will you remain the Cursed Heartless ? 

This one is about a nobody 
A ghost among the leaving 
An entity trapped in a world fulfill of hypocrisie 
A world in where he cannot belong 
A world of distortion
But one day 
This nobody know that one day 
When the sun will stop shinning and the flowers blossom 
That one day 
Everyone will leave to a void

NUMBER XIII : 𝕽𝖔𝖃𝖆𝖘

Joking Again

Tic tac tic tac 
They doesn’t know what an unbirthday is ¿
The thistle game has begun a cold day of July 
This is the story of a cursed Mad Fairy
Lost in kicks and strange melodies 
The Fairy’s Beautiful Anger has rekindled
No time left

Cursed Unbirthday

ACTE VII: 
    
                                 The Fairy Narrator,

The One who’s been trapped for so long 
The One who fought against their past demons 
The One who was surrounded by solitude and betrayal 
The One who flies is now 
The One who’s trapped by memories 
The Thistle was blessed by the chains of Love once deep in a blue lake 
Not capable to swim 
Not able to live 
Nor even in people’s minds
Drowning into scattered dreams 
Losing their reality 
For their beloved one 
The Thistle enchained loose their last tears in the rough island of Sorrows
This is the crystal cursed of the Thistle Fairy

Andromeda

ACTE FINAL: Le Poème de la Solitude 


(Une mélodie étrangement douce retentit alors que le rideau s’ouvre petit à petit.
Nous sommes téléporté.es prés d’un lac d’un bleu aussi pur que morose, les reflets du ciel semblent troublés, les arbres aux racines dures et fortes entourent le Chardon et le Lac fatigué.s.
On y voit sur scène, la Fée Narratrice se tenant droitement debout face au publique.
Le Chardon lui se tient assis.e presque somnolent.e au creux d’un arbre, le vent souffle distinctement d’un bruit sourd ressemblant à des pleurs pentatoniques remplis de désespoir. )
                                       
                                         La Fée Narratrice, 
 La Fée Narratrice,

Quand les contrées de fleurs perdent leurs couleurs chatoyantes 
Et que les yeux brûlant d’amour s’éteignent par les flots torrentielles de l’ignorance 
Les complaintes d’un être absout de toute compagnie 
Choisi en silence de s’arracher à ses souvenirs 
Il choisi de se contraindre à la Solitude 
Posé.e sur la Falaise des Damnés 
Le Chardon aux épines épuisées 
N’a donc rien oublié 
Ni refermer ses plaies
Alors il continuera à regarder en Silence celui qu’il.elle a tant aimé 
Dans les profondeurs des champs des sombres lamentations 
Une complainte retentit 
Par une douce mélodie d’automne 
La voix du Chardon s’élève au vent 
Son message d’amour portée par la dernière brise d’été cherchant désespérément le destinataire de ces maux mélodieux 
Parcourant ciel et terre afin de retrouver celui aimé du Chardon 
Retrouver celui qui l’a oublié au détour d’une chevelure en flammes 
                          
                             Le Chardon cria à la brise d’arrêter de se fatiguer :
	
					Izra’il Le Chardon Turquoise, assis.e contre un arbre 

   « Ô belle et douce brise d’été, 
Je te prie de bien vouloir m’excuser 
Je te prie de bien vouloir te reposer 
Tout deux nous avons fait grande route 
Retrouvons-nous là où tout a commencé 
Là où je me suis brûlé les ailes jadis 
A cet endroit qui sera à jamais mon tombeau 
Près de ce lac 
Près d’un souvenir 
Près d’un fantôme 
Reposons nous au creux d’un arbre 
Quand ton souffle il y a bien longtemps caressé nos deux être condamnés
Sincèrement, ô brise d’été, toi qui m’a longtemps bercé, je te prie de m’excuser 
     Dis moi,
Vais-je réussir ma quête ? 
Dans le silence il me semble douter
Je m’aperçois encore dans cette forêt de pin 
Puis dans cette forêt de béton 
Je me vois courir pour ma liberté 
Je me vois m’épuiser pour elle 
Sans jamais ne serait-ce que la touchée 
Comme je le vois 
Lui cet être étrange 
Lui qui me regarde sans même me toucher
Sans même m’embrasser 
Elle et lui 
Jamais peut-être je ne les retrouverai
Des lors, la quête ne sera jamais achevée 
Je continuerai à cavaler encore et encore 
Je continuerai a aimer quitte à en crever 
Alors je resterai seul.e 
Seulement accompagné de mon cœur pour aimer 
Et de cette dague d’améthystes pour me l’écorcher » 
En entendant les mots du Chardon 
La brise trouva repos au bord d’une étendue bleue saphir entouré des arbres endeuillés par la Perte du Chardon Turquoise

Le Poème De La Solitude

PARANDA 

La Brise se lève sur l’étendue opaline des tournesols en flammes
La Rosé de l’Aurore apaise les brûlures vivaces du Chardon écorché par de longues et pénibles heures passées dans le sablier du Retard
Du silence 
Toujours dans l’espoir d’aller toujours plus loin 
Alors dans un nouvel élan désespéré à la quête du Sens 
Le Chardon déploie ses ailes brisées 
Il renaît une nouvel fois parmi les douces fleurs farouches
Le Chardon dissident s’élance avec force et ruse dans l’espoir de ne pas finir comme ce pauvre Icare 
Alors il va plus haut 
Il s’efforce de continuer malgré les douleurs passées 
Malgré la fatigue présente 
Et les risques futurs 
Il se détache de ses chaînes 
Il enflamme son passé 
Lui qui le retient en racines 
Lui qui le pèse 
Lui qui le broie 
Lui qui l’étouffe 
Lui qui l’a fait succombé 
Cela est sa vengeance 
Cela est sa Renaissance 
C’est l’Ultime tentative d’envole 
De celui qui désire la Liberté 
Celui qu’on nomme 
PARANDA 
Celui qui vole 
Celui qu’on critique 
Celui qu’on essaye vainement de détruire 
Celui qui n’a pas de maître.sse 
Celui qui refuse vos dictats 
Celui qui bat l’autorité 
Celui qui se rebelle 
Celui qui n’a pas peur 
Celui qui tire ces leçons de ces faux pas 
Il est celui qu’on nomme Paranda

Acte sonore IV : PARANDA : The One Who Flies 
Genre : Electronic, Orchestral 
Style : Orchestral Faericore/Frenchcore 
BPM : 190
Mastering & composition : Azar
Artwork : Azar 
Self release 
Inspirations : Frenchcore, Mainstream Hardcore, Industrial Hardcore, IHM, EHM, orchestral video game music, desire of Liberty, Freedom Dreamer, Rebirth of the Phoenix, being lost in a forest fulfil of Love and Sorrows, The Legend of Zelda, Poetry and Theater, Rumi and Shams (The One who Flies) story,  Love Letter that will never reach Chao

PARANDA : THE ONE WHO FLIES VIII

Acte Sonore X.Zéro: Une Page D’Amour 
Genre : Electronic, Ambient 
Style : Raw Industrial Faericore 
BPM : 161
Mastering & Composition : Azar 
Artwork : Azar 
Inspirations : Industrial Hardcore, IHM, EHM, Video Game Music, Ambient, Kingdom Hearts, Poetry 
(FR text version Soon on Instagram)

ENG: 
This is the Prologue of a strange story
Here begins the long search for meaning of a being who understands nothing at all 
Of a being full of clumsiness 
But also a being who loves deeply 
Of a being who has both misanthropy and hope in his heart
Of a being filled with love but also with a deep anger 
Of a being who, despite nothing, understands everything 
Of a tired being who never finds rest anywhere 
Not even in death
Nor even loneliness 
A damned being that no one wants to approach 
The thorns of honesty grow back 
They don’t know how to lie 
Just like the Thistle 
Always wanting to help others without even knowing how to help himself 
The Thistle of multiple reproaches 
The thistle that does not like 
That we pluck and we peel 
That we trample on dirty
Again and again 
He who does not want, who can only help 
The one we betray 
The one to whom we lie 
He who is the very fruit of a lying love 
He who loves beyond the truth 
He who desires peace 
He who contemplates only death and the Chao 
In his wisdom destroyed 
He seeks the good everywhere
Finding then only the dirty and pure hypocrisy 
Who can we trust in a world filled with mistrust? 
The one who runs again and again 
The one who serves 
The one who is perhaps too naive 
The one who gives all 
He who has lost everything at the very beginning 
The one who is wrong 
Over and over 
The one that is broken by fire 
The one we exhaust 
He who resists
He who is the thunder roaring 
Paranda 
He who takes off 
The one we hate for his freedom 
He who cannot pretend 
One who wants to live 
The thistle that no one can root out 
Strength to have tried 
He is the one who flies 
He who crushes your astonishing lies 
He who burns lies and iron masks 
He who shines beyond the shadows of pretenses
He who is cursed for his unfortunate human tendency 
One who wants to live 
The one who will live 
Even if it means giving up everything 
He is the one that no one will change 
He will be the one who will never find his place anywhere 
The story of the Turquoise Thistle

Une Page d'Amour [Acte X.0]

Tic tac tic tac 
They doesn’t know what an unbirthday is ¿
The thistle game has begun a cold day of April 
This is the story of a cursed Mad Fairy
Lost in kicks and strange melodies 
The Fairy’s Beautiful Anger has rekindled
She, whom was transform into a Mysterious Thistle who’s weirdly, looks like a crystal, a shiny day of July
When word’s can’t reach your mind
Melodies rise’s from Earth 
They come out of the deepest of the entrails 
They arise again and again 
From our wounded and lost beings
When sounds are silent 
Emotions are roaring out loud
When everything is saturated
The Piano’s Touches soothe our damaged souls
When Loneliness wins ounce again
Dreams take over
When reality vanished
Game OVER
The Hypogriff of Liberty takes a majestuous flight 
When the Thistle feels breathless
From they tired Thors they rebirth
The One Who Flies
They break free from them prison of chains
Breathless by life but to brave to leave it away
When the Thistle screams them last Laments
Wind’s shaking and make blush the sunflowers, obedient as they are
The Thistle does not want any rules prisons anymore
He refuses conventions and does not belong to anything or anyone
It is a being in perpetual search of the Sense of Freedom 
Let yourself be lulled by his verses and his prose 
Go in search of your deep freedom
Now, can you tell me why the Turquoise Thistle looks like a crystal?

LA QUÊTE DU CHARDON TURQUOISE [BONUS TRACK]

Dans un Champs de Fleurs bien rangé 
Aux confins d’un monde en perdition 
Parmi les roses , les tournesols et les pensées 
Avait prit naissance le plus épineux des chardons qui avait fait un long voyage
Berçait par les vents d'été
Sous forme d'une pluie de cristal aussi brillante que dangereuse
Perdu dans toutes les couleurs qui l’étouffait 
Le chardon d’un turquoise aussi profond que l’océan de ses peines 
Bien trop différent pour rester parmi les fleurs délicates 
Se prit d’amour pour les rêves et les fantaisies intarissables et in-atteignable 
Se mit à rêver du jour où il rencontrerai la personne qui saurait aimer ses différences 
Qui saurait supporter sa compagnie de flamme 
Ses éclairs d’humeur et sa douce folie 
Il rêvait du soir où parmi les foules folkloriques de danses enchanteresses 
Il retrouverai ce qu’on lui a arraché 
Ce souvenir d’une danse hasardeuse 
La danse du Chao 
Cette Datura imprévisible aux allures nonchalante 
Il rêvait un jour de retrouver son amour oceanide

Thistle's Eternal Perdition

For decades, the town's stones have been mysteriously moving in summer,

And old-timers still whisper fairy tales.

It's even said that they meet discreetly every summer,

Fairies from the four corners of the earth to make us dance to the rhythms of their kingdoms...

𓆩Ӻīɍⱥƶ𓆪 : Le Deuil d'un Papillon

𝕳𝖆𝖘𝖆𝖗𝖉 : 𝕵𝖊𝖚 𝖉𝖊 𝖉𝖊́𝖘
little Dj/producer Based in Lille inspired by all forms of Arts, Hard,Ambient & IHM music, Video Games and Dreams 
If you wanna book me , just ask ! ✌🏽:
azra.azar.drs@gmail.com

Hybrid Artist trapped between worlds :
🧚🏽‍♂️ RAW Faericore Fae -Hardcore/Gabber/ Hybrid/ Experimental Hard Music 🧚🏽‍♀️
Ig: @azar.fae

Last Releases & Futur ones: 
🍂- IZRA'IL on Herzkern 
🪸- LA QUÊTE DU CHARDON TURQUOISE EP self-release
💠- L'Envol d'un Cristal on Distharm 
🦋- Firaz : Le Deuil d'un Papillon 🦋 On Secret Hardcore Summer project
⚡️- Urbosa's Fury : La Révolte Gronde on Hypercore Record 
🧚🏽‍♂️- New Ep "Madinat Aljiniaat Almansia" in progress 🥀
☆ - The Starchanter - ????? in progress 
🌾 - Vulpes Zerda - on Eco Futurism Corporation next VA soon
🧞‍♀️ Hardcore Member of the Ameretat Collectif Lille ✨

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