It's Thanksgiving week, a meaningful, a beautiful tradition : grateful, thankful I am for the many human connections music brings to me ! Love you all so much, you add so much light to my dim, my dire reality, if only you knew ! Namaste, my brothers and sisters 🙏🏽💜🎵✨

GO MY WAY (04.11.25) 

Penny Nickels - Go my way (ShAnkAri touch)
JayBow - Worry bout the finer things (ShAnkAri touch)
Band00 ft eboyseth3x - Nun like us (ShAnkAri touch)  
JayBow - Lies (ShAnkAri touch) 
Simply JJ - Numb to It (ShAnkAri touch) 
Underground Barrio - Susurros (ShAnkAri touch) 
Magrinho - Três Pesos, Um caixão (ShAnkAri touch) 
Poison Public - Ddakji (ShAnkAri touch) 
Al-zill - COMFORTABLY NUMB (ShAnkAri touch) 
Graymalkin - The Hollow (ShAnkAri touch) 
JayBow - Pull up (ShAnkAri touch)
Simply JJ - Out my Mind (ShAnkAri touch) 
TwinKiss - Psalm 81 (ShAnkAri touch)
Caitlin Johnstone - Guillotine Song (ShAnkAri touch)
Azanda Feat. MarkyB - Bud Bop (ShAnkAri touch) 
Hannah Logan - Annabel Lee (ShAnkAri touch) 
Mother Pangea - Ponder (ShAnkAri touch)
TwinKiss - Psalm 82 (ShAnkAri touch) 
Al-zill - WALLS (ShAnkAri touch) 
TwinKiss - Psalm 80 (ShAnkAri touch) 
Le Feno - Macron (ShAnkAri touch)
Mr Bronco - Hey, What! (ShAnkAri touch) 
Aash White - In search of what is safe (ShAnkAri touch)
Le Feno - Darmanin (ShAnkAri touch)
4$tackBA3Y - unc pule (ShAnkAri touch) 
Beyond & Before music - Inge's Summer Dream (ShAnkAri touch) 

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GO MY WAY #26tracks #MIXTAPE #ShAnkAri-touch

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Every track carries that unfiltered, basement-studio feel—hard beats, punchy hooks, and a rebellious edge that defines the underground culture. Clark Ca$h taps into the AI wave and flips it into something grimy, modern, and undeniably addictive.

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[Dweldnik]
Today I made new language
While you bitch making sandvich
Past old days I cum on your face
You start to learning Whitespace
You writing code but don't see it
This not obfuscated I mean it
Your favourite keyboard buttons are Tab and Space
You understanding Whitespace

[Bellatrix]
I write to you an email to your job
I want to tell you honey you are suck
You reading my message by thinking what the fuck
You reading now Brainfuck
[Dweldnik] In the kitchen do you got what you ate
This is not ASCII chars this is UTF 8
Two plus two minus one bracket and dot
Good luck dear with brainfuck

Relationship - Esoteric

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BA¢KGROUND (prod. Beachboy)

Lyrics written by me and only me 
Beat and vocals are Ai

Girls Girl

Go Get Her/ Intro

Lyrics:
There's a mug on the windowsill, same place as always
Steam's not rising anymore, but I can't throw it away
Your reading glasses catching dust on page twenty-three
The story paused in February, waiting patiently

The house hums different now, like it forgot the melody
Every room's a photograph of what we used to be
I bought your brand of orange juice, force of memory
Stood there with two glasses wondering who I'm trying to see

And I know, I know, I know
The world keeps spinning forward
But mine's stuck in that moment
In the silence

Your coffee's getting cold on the kitchen table
I can't bring myself to pour it down the drain
The light falls through the windows just a little wrong now
And I'm living in a house that looks exactly the same
How the phone sits quiet every Sunday evening
How your voice lives only in my replays
Yeah, everything's exactly where you left it
But your coffee's getting cold, and nothing feels the same

Your note written on the table, "call him just because"
The many things on your grocery list I'm trying to think of
You would hum while doing dishes, something shapeless and perfect
Now that silence fills the kitchen like it's permanent

I wore your jacket to the store, breathing in the proof
That some part of this is real and some part stayed with you
And the strangest weight is learning how to walk right through the days
They seem identical but I can never find the exit of the maze

'Cause I know, I know, I know
That life's supposed to carry forward
But I'm stuck between before and after
And the mug with your coffee's gettin' colder

Your coffee's getting cold on the kitchen table
I can't bring myself to pour it down the drain
The light falls through the windows just a little wrong now
And I'm living in a house that looks exactly the same
How the phone sits quiet every Sunday evening
How your voice lives only in my replays
Yeah, everything's exactly where you left it
But your coffee's getting cold, and nothing feels the same

They say time softens everything but they don't mention
How the empty space becomes its own dimension
How I set the table out of muscle memory
How I bought those tickets for a show we'll never see
How I almost called to tell you 'bout the promotion
How I turned around to share something you'd have noticed
And the cruelest part is knowing there's no more
No more random Tuesdays, no more stories left in store
All the words I saved for later have nowhere to go

Coffee's getting cold, and I'm still sitting here
In a house that looks the same but breathes a different atmosphere
How you'd stack your books and leave your keys beside the door
How the missing isn't loud, it's just the quiet wanting more
How the calendar keeps filling but you're never in the frame
How I'm talking to the air and calling out your name
Yeah, I'm living in a world that's moving on without you anyway
And your coffee's getting cold

(Your coffee's getting cold)
(Your coffee's getting cold)
No I won't pour it out
But I won't pour it out
No I won't pour it out

Coffee's Getting Cold

Jeremy MacRae - Guitar & Vocals
Paul Portillo - Bass
Andonimus Hiltner - Keys
Erick Bell - Drums
Michael Jonson - Saxophone
Shannon Curtis - Backing Vocals
Jamie Hill - Bells

Mixed by - Paul Portillo (AV Soundworks)
Mastered by - Jamie Hill (Department of Energy Management)

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