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DJ Backslash - often called "Mister 100%" - is beyond all doubt a versatile allrounder. His sound-sets are based first of all on dance-floor and party-crowd. His individual long-time club-experience - a mixture of 128 BPM (trance, electro, house as well as techno and progressive) - that speak for itself.

His career started in a village disco in the north of Germany in 1990. At this time when funk, soul, rock and other music from the charts were regularly played and a CD-player was not part of the standard equipment of the clubs. But this was not the problem at all because DJ Backslash always was fascinated by the music on vinyl. So a "rookie" started his first steps into deejaying.

1997 Backslash also began to produce his own music - which first of all was line-house and dance. He tried to arrange songs, to record and remix on an Atari-computer, Yamaha DX 7-synthesizer and an analogue-sampler. But the first results seemed to be a bit doubtful. After some more tries and errors and changing his producer again the first own single: "Air-Condition" was brought out a year later. He performed it live as "the newcomer of the week" on the music channel VIVA-TV in Cologne (Germany). This turned out to be a successful entry into the world of music business being in that interactive show featuring the VIVA-Allstars: Backstreet Boys,Touche, Scooter and Alex Christensen (U 96). But after all he still was waiting for a so badly wanted record deal.

Now Backslash specialised as a DJ even more on electronic music (trance, house, techno, progressive). From 1999 to 2001 he became a well known resident-DJ in the legendary techno-club "A 2" in the town of Peine near Hannover. He was able to let the techno-crowd go crazy on every event while performing with the top of the national and international DJ-stars as there were: Westbam, Lexy & K-Paul, Hardy Hard, Africa Islam, Marusha, Azzido da Bass, Moguai, Phil Fuldner, Tomkraft, Ives de Ruyter, Blank & Jones, Talla 2xlc, DJ Quicksilver, Tom Wax , ATB, Hooligan, Andry Nalin, Marc Spoon, Tillman Uhrmacher, Warmduscher, Kai Tracid, Natalie De Borah , Melanie Di Tria, Steve Mason, DJ Sammy, Gary D., DJ-Shog, Cosmic Gate, DJ Rock, Chris Liebing.
This was the time when you were able to watch and listen to DJ Backslash on all other main events as for example as the permanent local hero in the "Reincarnation Rave" in Hannover or on "Radio Sunshine Live" and on other well known radio stations.

Then from 2002 to 2005 DJ Backslash was working for the Braunschweig radio-station "Radio Okerwelle 104,6" every week, where he and his DJ-friend Andreas B. had their own show "Deep Space Live".

In the beginning of 2001 Backslash got to know the producers of the "Plasticstudio" of that time: Tom Porcell (Funabashi), Norman Bass and DJ Kosmova (Royal Gigolos).
From the first moment on everyone got along with eachother so well, that they decided to start some new projects together. Finally in 2002 the second vinyl-release "Backslash-Rhymes and Rhythms" was brought out on the indie-label "Pro-Ceed" (Max/Headline), for which the Deggendorf DJ and producer Kaylab a.k.a.Reeloop added another mix to this record.
The official hymn of the Sony Dreamdance 23 "Backslash-Move your Body" was released as a Kosmonova-Mix at the end of 2002.

Over the last years up to now further productions, remixes and chart-hits were created for national and international labels (Ministry of Sound, EMI, WEA, Urban/Zeitgeist/Universal, Sony, Dos Or Die Records) and Artists (Groove Coverage- Moonlight Shadow, God is a Girl, /Norman Bass- How u like Bass? / Kosmonova - The Daydream, /Sha - Vergiss mich).

2006 DJ Backslash and D-Gor produced "Electronic Body", In the middle of 2007 the vinyl and the Bee-Low-mix were brought out as well as numerous sampler-editions (Top of the Clubs, House of House ..) over Diskret/Storm/Kontor Records. This track really let the housefloors shake and tremble.

At the moment the guy from Braunschweig-Goslar fills the clubs with the magic of his sound-sets every weekend. You can watch him as the resident-DJ in many towns of germany.
to be continued ... rock da house!

"We were close to each other for we were both dying to make our dreams come true. We wanted to make music, unique music, the music we really wanted to show," says Rosti. "Everything that happened to us were not in vain, and it is not now either", says Stephan - "... somehow we were led to beileve in ourselves, and the stronger we grow the more faith we have".

It was September 2008 when the band took it's first breath after Rosti and Stephan had met each other for the first time. "We were talking for maybe 5 hours... It was so amazing to meet someone like you, so we'd started!" remembers Stephan.

Not long time go the first Plastic Angels Of September gathered. The band assembled in a garrage where raw gear was placed for their first full meeting. "There was a pool of ideas from each band-member, everyone shared his point with each other, cool times," says Rosti.

Out of that time in Brest came a couple of songs for their first studio record. "Two tracks to change my mind. When I first heard them I knew I would never turn away from the road we stepped on," rememberes Stephan.

2010 was very prosper for shows. Despite the bad geographical location of the band's home town (Brest, Belarus), the guys made lots of gigs those days. "We were invited to performe many times! People were amazing! That was a very fruitable period for shows," Stas is saying about that period. Moreover in 2010 the band realesed their second studio EP-album "One Second Tremble". "We did it! I remember we were sitting in our studio and thinking how cute it could be. And when we finally let it out, it screamed pretty strong," says Rosti.

"2011 was the most worthless shitty year we had! We did nothing. For no reason. The only thing we'd made was a single "Anthem". The only thing," says Stas. But suddenly the guys hit the flour. The time of uncertainty had come to the end.

"We decided to make something really good!". In December 2012 Plastic Angels of September realeses its first full-length album "Into the AEON". The album stricked immediately the local and all "the former Soviet Union" (Belarus, Russia, Ukraine) charts, internet magazines and radios. The band was also much heard far beyond the Eastern Eroupe - in Uk, Germany, Poland, USA, Canada and so on. "I like this album, at last we've made something that perfectly reflects all our mission, all we stand for!" says Stephan.

The band was invited to performe at many shows with such bands as Helia, More Than a Thousand, This Deafening Whisper, One Morning Left, Madisson Affair and so on.

These days Plastic Angels Of Septemper prepares couple new surprises for fans. "Oh, we're gonna spread our word further, we are planingWe a to make Europen tour maybe this fall or spring. lso work on our promotion so everyone soon will be able to hear us almost everywhere!" shares Stephan.

"We wanna spread our energy to everyone who listens us, who comes to our shows, who joins us. We're gonna make everyone be a part of our whole family. With love, PAOS" - Rosti. 

Bo Biz vs Intent To Sell - Cloud 9, First Come First Serve - basscd012 - (Bass Star Records)

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Title:	Cloud 9, First Come First Serve	
Artist:	Bo Biz vs Intent To Sell	
Label:	Bass Star/Geomagnetic.tv	
Catalogue: BASSCD012	
Format:	2 Panel Jewel Case Audio CD	
Barcode:	881034890016	
Release:	2012 World Wide	

TRACK LIST

01. Bo Biz - The Boss					
02. Bo Biz - Bad Man Bass					
03. Bo Biz - Bass Demon					
04. Bo Biz - Idiot Rage					
05. Bo Biz - Tear Drops					
06. Bo Biz - Activate					
07. Bo Biz - Acid Rain					
08. Bo Biz - Boom Headshot					
09. Bo Biz - Cloud 9					
10. Intent To Sell - Liquid Drops					
11. Intent To Sell - Hop The Fence					
12. Intent To Sell - Purple Star					
13. Intent To Sell - Freak Show					
14. Intent To Sell - Fight Music					
15. Intent To Sell - Yonker Remix

 	RELEASE NOTES

Bass Star and Geomagnetic are stoked to present the long awaited full length album from talented rising stars Bo biz Vs. Intent To Sell.
Sean Pannier (Bo biz) & Dean Frame joined forces to become the west coast dubstep/bass music phenomenon now known as Intent To Sell. Their live sets are becoming the talk of the dancefloor from deep southern Cali all the way to the northern edges of the emerald  triangle. Hippies, Hoppers, Steppers and Grime lovers all agree that life will never be the same since the arrival of the dynamic duo. Experience dance floor devastation and joyful writhing from pleasure too good for your skin to handle. Freaks frolic and bass heads tremble when Intent To Sell & Bo biz take the decks. The alarm is sounded and all the dancers come to the ragin’ mosh pit that inevitably forms in front of these guys layin’ down the phatties. Prepare yourself for a never ending railroad of rhythms and a sound scape of blissful sensations. 
Right off the top The Boss delivers the goods with a ginormous drop into a devastating deep and driving bass line. When you are almost recovered the reggae infused hooks of Bad Man Bass will drive you crazy as the dub/ska master piece rolls over your brain pan. By the time you get to Cloud 9 your body is vibrating with delight and then the Liquid Drops come falling from heaven. When you try to Hop The Fence the MC announces that you better pay for your ticket to the party or else! 

Bass Star Records formed in summer of 2007 and is focused primarily on breaks, dub step, electro house and down tekno grooves. Expect lots of wild unpredictable new cuts coming from this phatty side project from Geomagnetic Records Label Group.

Geomagnetic.tv www.geomagnetic.tv was established in the summer of 2001. Their first major international release is the legendary DVD project “MAGNUS” geodvd001. Since then they have added 30 label artists and have multitudes of projects in the works for 2006 and beyond. Based in San Francisco and focusing mostly on visual and music related projects, you can expect to see lots more cutting edge releases on the way from this award winning crew! Geomagnetic.tv was started by Spook one of the founders of the prominent San Francisco 3D FX and Multimedia boutique known as Minds Eye Media (est.1995).   www.mindseyemedia.com    


CREDITS 
W / P by:  Sean W. Pannier & Dean A. Frame
Mastering: Sergio Chaves
Distribution by  PsyShop
 / Geomagnetic Records (p) and © Geomagnetic.tv
info@geomagnetic.tv 
www.geomagnetic.tv/news/basscd012  

I am a man of light
I'm  the reflection of God's Glory on Earth...the encyclopedia of his manifold grace and deep secret  wisdom,the embodiment of his beauty, epitome of angelic humour, the reservoir of kingdom  mysteries , the evidence of his love, the hero and king of my generation, the image of Christ,the apple of his eyes, his battle axe, his crown, born of God, son of God, his eagle, the manifested thought and big idea of the creator, the human voice of the Father of spirits, the physical body of the invincible and invisible Christ...the twin to a beautiful sister,the trail blazer, earth mover, pacesetter,record breaker, Wisdom lover, The truth seeker, peach finder, spiritual warfare fighter,pathfinder,angelic singer of the first order in fourth dimension,dual  citizen of the country called the kingdom of Heaven and federal republic of Nigeria. 
As long as I am in this World. I am the light of the World!!!!!!!!# wowww, I'm wonderfully and fearfully made in the day. Even the Devil believes this and they tremble.

ALTAI ROCKETS

The art-house espionage of Werner Herzog, Tarkovsky and The Ipcress File. The seedy glamour of old Soho. The bombing of Belgrade and the looting of South London council estates. And the communist junkyard of the Altai Republic, the Balkan region where Russian test rockets fall in farmer’s gardens, unable to reach the coast.

These are the building blocks of Altai Rockets, the long-gestating brainchild of London’s Nick Bergin, Nathan Fisher and Graham Bonnar alumni of bands such as Sophia, The Tears, and 'Brian Jonestown Massacre. They began regular Friday night sessions at Nathan’s Crouch End flat, where high on copious amounts of wine and bizarre guitar tunings. 

Before long they had songs running the gamut of noir rock styles from krautrock noise drone to indie epic to folk Spiritualized. And, crucially, they all wrapped Nick’s lyrics of personal anguish in a dark, paranoid Eastern Bloc intrigue. Altai Rockets were launched.


The result is a raining bombardment of bleak beauty. ‘Searchlight’ is the sound of a South London riot strafed with police helicopter spotlights, building to a huge noise crescendo to make My Bloody Valentines knees tremble. 
‘La chere’ is a Debussy-like classical rock wonder inspired by Paul Auster’s story of a sea-bound prison break-out that turns cannibalistic. ‘How The Mighty Have Fallen’ is a lush Spiritualized homage slumped, bedraggled and heartbroken, in Soho dive bars and Dostoyevsky taverns. And ‘Revolution Eyes’  takes the same locked-in desolation to war-torn eastern Europe.

“It was inspired by that radio station that transmitted through the NATO bombings of Belgrade,” Nick explains. “They were illegally transmitting Milosevic. People would be out in the streets after curfew and in the drinking dens for 24-hours because they weren’t allowed out and it used to get out of hand in there.”

About to get out of hand? That’s Altai Rockets themselves, set to explode onto the live scene.Bunker down in the beer halls, comrades, the countdown has begun.

NATURE BOI are a London-based jazz quartet. Their diverse set of intimate and original arrangements of both well-known and neglected standards feature the vocals of HEIDI HEIDELBERG - a classically-trained singer from the suburbs, with moments of self-delusion and thus a tendency to beatbox. Shaven-headed guitarist BORIS LATINOV hails from Switzerland (and the rest of the world) and brings a European sensibility to his melodious and instinctive improvisation, and if you listen closely you may hear him sing. His iconic earings glint in the limelight. JAMIE BENZIES - electric bassist in the up-and-coming jazz/hip-hop ensemble ‘Psylus’ - cannot be long apart from the resonant caresses of his double bass. Watch his curly locks tremble as he climbs virtuostically across the fingerboard. TIM DOYLE - drummer and vibraphonist has found many pies to dip his fingertips and various sticks into. Even if it's some non-descript steak 'n' ale, he will re-season it and give it a glorious gourmet garnish.

Together NATURE BOI's sound is at once traditional and idiosyncratic, subtle and passionate, and crucially never sacrificing quality for the joy (and, dare we say, fun) of playing jazz.

Lots to be said but let's keep it simple. Edlene started singing in church and studied music throughout her teen and adult years. She ventured out singing throughout Europe, and the U.S. Her musical gift has lead her to sing with wedding bands, cover bands, top clubs such as BB Kings in NYC, singing background for several reknown recording artists and doing jingle work for t.v. and radio commercials. Edlene has worked with quite a few bands throughout her career. One particular one she recorded a blues cd with called "Grease Up Yout Strut" with The F&G Band featuring Edlene Hart. All these years Edlene has been writing and producing behind the scenes. Excercising her keyboard skills she teamed up with Robert Meeks an excellent keyboardist and producer from Long Island; as well as the instrumental producer Big John from Y.O. Edlene is ready to compile all of her songs from the 80's to now and finally release it to the world. Her soulful style remains to be the core of whatever genre she performs. Her vocal stregnth and soultry whispers is a powerful dynamic musically. Many call her Edlene...Eddy...Ms. Hart..Deevah...but mostly Chocolate Thunder. Not only can her voice tremble the walls of a huge auditorium her energy and hip movement can tear the walls down. Check out Edlene's videos on YouTube! 

DEBUT EP is out NOW!! 

~~Classic Soulful Sounds from Edlene Hart debuting her first cd!! "Mary's Child" Edlene, the singer-songwriter-performer has held back her combining talents for many years! Although she's an explosive powerhouse on stage, Edlene  has now turned to express a more subtle side of herself through enriching jazzy-r&b sounds touching back to the root of  the Soul.



Full CD Coming in JANUARY 2014!!!!

Follow me: Un sot trouve toujours un plus sot qui l’admire. 

It doesn't matter whether you like Beethoven, The Beatles, or Beyoncé. Your taste in music will change with you over time. As long as you're enjoying it, you're doing it right... Unless you're enjoying Nickelback, then (and I'm honestly trying to be positive here) you should go kill yourself. 

Music is the moonlight in the gloomy night of life. It expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent. It will be there for you, even when people aren't. Without music, life would be a mistake. It is a core function of our humanity. For as long as the human race has existed, we have been making music. It transcends space, time, and holds the potential to bring people together. So go, listen to music, support good artists, and live your life so well that Death will tremble to take you.

  All is One, You are God, and the answer is LOVE...

   Inside most people there is a feeling of being separate, Separated from everything, and they're not.You're part of absolutely every one, and everything. PLEASE,  believe me. You don't because you have this spot that you can't see past.
  You know not just how beautiful you all truly are...
  There's no need to hide, or to lie, and it's possible to talk to someone without any lies, no sarcasm, no deceptions, no exaggerations, or anything people use to confuse the truth... 

   it's become appalling clear, that your technology far surpasses your humanity...  Someday your humanity might actually surpass your technology... 

  I didn't just go someplace, not away, just out, but EVERYWHERE...


Dear Beloved Soul,
   Some prose exposing my innermost emotions. I give you my words on a wing -  

BOOK OF HOURS

MATINS

Faith, Hope, Love.

 Deliver me unto myself that I may finish fretting the hours in vain, looking for what's lacking always elsewhere and otherwise. Grant me that peace which whispers like the wind between the earth and sky, the hush like intervals of silence between questions, between the calls of crickets, the sorrows of the seasons forever flowing one into the next, swift and sure as grace. 
Bleach my bones and twine my hair. When I am gone feed my flesh to carrion bent toward their erasures of antiquity. But first grant me this: let one day the shadows lift, that enslaves my soul to sadness. 
Teach me the beauty of my emptiness. Fill the hollows of my ribs with wistful winds until they ring like drained crystal goblets rubbed into song.

LAUDS

 Gift me in my lovelorn gloaming, the paled ashes of remembered passion: bathe me in the glad warmth gathered like a song's unfolding thrill that I might rise like smoke lofting up. 
Cloak me in the darkness of uncontrollable desire. Sanctify my spirit in a hunger that devours pride and fills my veins with urgency. Twist those anguished flames around me until my every limb curses this ripe fruit. Oh fill the abandoned rooms where my losses gather to lament. No longer thin in my blood to drain color from my face for want. In the half-light of love grown lambent, I can almost see a way to save me from myself.

PRIME

 Hone my gaze to the riches of detail- fine as the fur on the belly of the bee or the vein's thin as breath lining of a forgotten iris, translucent as thought. Reward's anxious eyes and a hasty heart do not recognize. Toll all the bells and raise the blinds, open the shutters: let this feeling overflow and swell the room with light. Save me from the doubts that swarm like maggots feeding on a wound. Leave me not alone in despair, gnawed raw to the nakedness of my existence.

TERCE
 See me, as I am, in this world of aspirations and broken dreams. Let me be more, yet possess some beauty. Heal my impatient heart which burns within me like a cankar. Teach me not to be annoyed by my faults, which roll within my ears as loud as thunder. Help me to love the fragile and small, the damaged and forgotten without sorrow. Fill me with understanding as an oak tree fills with wind. Caress my compassion; let my consciousness shake down and cover those I love. Help me to laugh with so much feeling I shake the earth and tremble quiet pools with my joy. Multiply my delights till they surround me like an echo resounding in a chasm.

SEXT

 Speak my mind in the tales of tongues turning words into wonder and wile away my wasted effort sweeping aside the bitter beauty of my betrayal. Seed the soil with loneliness until no plant will rise and paint the bright land black that I may blend my hide against its ravaged contours and disappear. Let me not forget the afternoons full of leisure when I flush in blessings lolling in your swoon so abundant and light every breeze was the lifting of time's wing. 
Hide me in another season: Use my shame like a prism to refract the light into shards of color, blushing this deed and that, embellishing a thousand years, until the renaissance roars of my regret that only centuries can comfort.

NONE

 Grant me hope the measure of a myth and my spirit will rebound: this love will burnish the air as if etched in lightening and my hands will clap like thunder. For I have come so long without a sign. Into my path 
let fall moments in handfuls, ripe and random, a little grace the comfort of this gift. Bless the blooms and the upstart grasses, single stark born broken-ribbed unbearable. All hallow the stoops and leaky asylum cracked alleys filled with broken inhabitants and dreams. Thank all the nouns we cling to, until calm blankets us like snow.

VESPERS

 Fill the evening with whispers. Smooth the air with the waft of worship from behind my pale facade, for even anger falters when the whole gasp of sky is mauve and gold and all the windows proclaim aflame. Protect me from the undertow of failing light, the suck of self-sacrifice lifting the last starling from the field leaving nothing but crickets and the bleak embrace of black. Angels have I none nor hope enough to fill this length of day yet let my heart rush as one with the swell of oceans, arising and the bells dispersing evening like smoke in the thickening air.

COMPLINE

 Slake my longing this heavy thirsting heart with draughts of God until the familiar burn and bruise is cooled as if by marble met or deep in earth the damp of darkness leaching from my skin the lingering fever so I may sleep again. Still this fear more loyal than a lie, that I may wake without the crease of hard dreams pressed into my flesh or the trace of brine when I swallow empty glassfuls in every breath. 
A gentle stirring flutters, filling like vowels swelling in my mouth tentative kisses these unfinished prayers: Bless me, do not break my heart.

Synopsis -

 "I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections and the truth of the imagination". 
Cultivation of the soul might be as simple as listening to one's heart and examining the different moments of one's life. 
Perhaps enlightenment, isn't customarily found in the blinding bolt of lightning but rather in a series of tiny illuminations, none of which at the time seems important or interesting but collectively combine to lift the heart and widen the aperture through which we allow ourselves to view the infinite.

  A.'. A.'.



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