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FEB 2024 MIX

Thiago Silva (Techno mix)

First draft edit / remix of Sonny Fodera, Jazzy, D.O.D. - Someday. 

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Sonny Fodera, Jazzy, D.O.D - Somedays (Luke Sage UKG Edit)

[Verse 1]
Basement of the nation, bass kick consecration,
Bitter idols waving banners like a makeshift consecration,
Snake scripts, state myths, draped in flag-knit incantation,
I lace riffs, break ribs of that blank-trip domination.
They pray to paper crowns, counterfeit coronation,
Cross-hilt politics, profit from poor salvation;
Torching every border with a bored humiliation,
But we pour living water on their scorched imaginations.
Algorithm of the spirit, anti-empire calibration,
I’m a cipher in the choir, calling frauds to cancellation;
No hail to hollow halos hung on hate’s hallucination,
Only light that shatters night and censors their sensational.
They pitch a graven nation, call it sacred legislation,
We reject it—resurrected in a just reformation;
Church of New Millennium, rhythm as revelation,
Truth drum, boom-blessed, breaking chains of domination.

Low-tide lullaby, lightning in my chest,
Mercy like a floodlight, cutting through their nets;
No flag on my faith, no border on my breath,
Love is the law here—life over death.
Turn up the low end, wash away their lies,
Choir on fire, truth is on the rise;
We won’t bow to idols carved in empire stone,
Heaven in the bass drum—bringing every captive home.

[Verse 2]
They auction off the scriptures like a slip in speculation,
Clip verses, flip curses, forge a forced identification;
March kids into a maze of militant indoctrination,
But we splice it with the spice of fearless re-creation.
Their pulpits pump a panic—pure authoritarian fiction,
Blunt fists, stunt lists, spun wrists in crucifixion;
We counter with a canon of communal jurisdiction,
Bread breaks, beds make—mutual aid as benediction.
Hymnals in the sub-bass, brimstone to the bigots’ bluff,
Signal through the nickels of their nickel-plated cuffs;
Syllables are sickles in the fields of fascist fluff,
Harvest every heart that’s starved—enough is more than enough.
No Caesar in the chancel, no police in our psalms,
No border at the table, no empire in our palms;
If power is a parasite, justice is the balm,
We tune the room with boom and bloom a fearless calm.

Low-tide lullaby, lightning in my chest,
Mercy like a floodlight, cutting through their nets;
No flag on my faith, no border on my breath,
Love is the law here—life over death.
Turn up the low end, wash away their lies,
Choir on fire, truth is on the rise;
We won’t bow to idols carved in empire stone,
Heaven in the bass drum—bringing every captive home.

Life Over Death

If time had a texture, this would be it. With Different Scenery, Pittsburgh-based producer Ageless continues the story begun with No Heart At All, turning quiet reflection into widescreen sound. The EP, out November 14 via Grand Alliance Music, feels like a journey inward one that invites stillness, breath, and rediscovery.

Different Scenery arrives is a patient exhale in an impatient world, and a reminder that perspective changes everything.

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Nov 14, 2025
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Thiago Silva (Techno mix)

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