The Algorhythmic Harmonics

Beats, Production by Oussama Arichi
Vocals, Lyrics, Mix by Nadia Selvaggi
Cuban men: Pixabay
Field Recording (guitar) from the Freesound Community
Photo: Miami's Ocean Drive, 1955
Art: Nadia
P-line:
℗ 2025 Nadia Selvaggi. Oussama Arichi
C-line:
© 2025 Nadia Selvaggi, Oussama Arichi

Magic City by Oussama Arichi & Nadia Selvaggi

Rosegold

Sin You Again

A slow, dangerous confession dressed in satin and smoke. This is not regret. This is craving with memory.


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[Verse 1]

I said never again, last time I left
With teeth in my lip and your name on my breath
But here we are, same hotel, new lie
You smile like the blade I keep nearby
You pour the wine, I fake a doubt
But you know I came to be figured out


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[Hook]

Sin you again—yeah, I know where it leads
Bruises and breathless, on tangled-up sheets
Sin you again—it’s never been wise
But heaven still fits in your favorite disguise
Mmmmh… touch me slow—
I want the hurt I already know


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[Verse 2]

You talk like a priest with a devil’s grin
Holy on Sunday, but slick with sin
Your hands remember what to erase
All the no’s I meant melt off my face
My dress hits the floor like it missed me too
And I kiss like I’ve got nothing left to lose


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[Hook – repeat]

Sin you again—yeah, I know where it leads
Bruises and breathless, on tangled-up sheets
Sin you again—it’s never been wise
But heaven still fits in your favorite disguise
Ooooh… mmmmh… come back in—
I’ll lie like last time. Begin again.


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[Bridge]

I could call it weakness
But let’s not pretend
We both like this ending
So let’s skip to the bend
I’ll arch, you’ll curse, we’ll swear it’s the last
Then breathe out the future
And sin like the past


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[Final Chorus – extended]

Sin you again—‘cause no vow can compete
With the way you undo me from head to my feet
Sin you again—just say my name right
Let your hands apologize all through the night
Mmmmh… say it slow…
Your lips lie better than anyone I know


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[Outro – whispered fade]

Call it weakness.
Call it need.
But I came here
to make sure I bleed.


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Sin You Again

Goodbye, My Ghost

(Verse 1)
The sky spilled milk across the street
Puddle galaxies under my feet
I hum a tune the wind forgot
Paper boat heart, tied in a knot

My coat’s too big, my voice too small
I’m the typo in the margin scrawl
Wrote my name in steam and glass
But it fades too fast, too fast

(Chorus)
Clouds don’t know my name
They sing in Morse to someone else
I’m static in the frame
A ghost who’s still learning themself
I wave at the rain
It slips right through my seams
I’m stitched into the strange
And left inside the in-between

(Verse 2)
The lamp posts blink in secret code
The sidewalks whisper where to go
But I take the wrong way every time
I guess I’m not on their design

My shadow’s got a second face
It smiles when I misplace grace
Even mirrors turn away
Like I’m not meant to stay

(Chorus)
Clouds don’t know my name
They cry in colors I can’t read
I’m glitching in the game
Wearing shoes that never lead
I wave at the rain
With fingers made of string
A marionette in pain
Still trying to mean something

(Bridge)
Maybe I’m the pause between the notes
A scribbled map with no clear roads
But I still dance beneath the sky
Even if the stars won’t say hi

(Final Chorus)
Clouds don’t know my name
But I painted it in sky glue
With crayons made of flame
And dreams I stitched in two
I wave at the rain
And maybe, just maybe, it waves back
In whispers through the haze
I think I’ve left a crack…

(Outro – whispered/spoken)
The clouds don’t know my name.
But that’s okay.
I’m not done writing it.

clouds don't know my name

pop / electronic / indie — Track 4 of 8 from VICE by Nova J. Full album streaming now.

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Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
I’m transfixed by the colors
Bleeding in the sky above us
Crimson to tangerine
Sapphire between
I can’t fly
I’m trapped by your side

[Verse 2]
Stoned in the Japanese garden
She took you across the pond to the lions
Said hello darling, wanna take a trip?
Wanna take a hit…hit…hit?

[Verse 3]
She collects candy, Wonder Woman dolls
Just like we were kids, toys and all
She’s paranoid, short on joy
Gives herself away to girls and boys

[Bridge]
I’m intoxicated, I’m suffocated
I wanna go out, I need escape and

[Chorus]
My old friend
I’ve seen you topless, and I’m exhausted
I see your pain
But I just wanna smoke and watch Wednesday

[Outro]
And so the time goes by…I just sit here…comply
And so the time goes by…I just sit here…comply
Ahhhh ahhhh ahhhh
Ahhhh ahhhh ahhhh

WEDNESDAY — Track 4 of 8 from VICE by Nova J

Pop / electronic / indie — Track 8 of 8 from VICE by Nova J. Full album streaming now.

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Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Once I lived in shades of sorrow
Every morning looked the same
The baggie and the needle borrowed
All my joy and left me shame
But I walked out past the garden
Where the winter melts to rain
And I saw the world unguarded
All its pleasure, all its pain

[Verse 2]
These stones have whispered stories
These rivers speak my name
What once was dull and endless
Now is wild and uncontained
The rules that used to cage me
Are as fragile as the breeze
And the shame that tried to claim me
Falls like leaves from autumn trees

[Chorus]
Is it me, or am I flying?
Like an eagle in the sky
I can see a burst of color
Where I used to crawl and hide
I have time, sweet, endless mercy
And the road runs out of sight
I can walk this path forever
And I don’t mind

[Bridge]
My mind’s a quiet lantern now
It glows but does not burn
I don’t need every answer
It’s enough to live and learn
Each breath, a small redemption
Each heartbeat, something new
I once was blind to wonder
Now the whole world comes in view

[Outro / Chorus]
Is it me, or am I flying?
Past the ruins I left behind
I can see a burst of color
And I feel the pulse of time
I will walk this road forever
In the rain or in the shine
And I don’t mind
No, I don’t mind

COLOR — Track 8 of 8 from VICE by Nova J

Shadows And Sparks

I hate goodbyes

I hate goodbyes (acoustic)

hello this is the first scott is okay album to come out!!! it's called Turning up the Draw Distance and it's about my inability to see anything past my own stupid life :) 

thanks to me for producing it and me for writing it, and me for playing all the instruments, and me for attempting to mix and master it, and HURU and blenum for lending their voices, and brad for a clip of you talking in my room like 8 years ago, and ben for a second of you talking on a voicemail like 3 years ago, and james and sean my managers who have unwavering patience as i literally had this sitting at 99% finished for two years and didn't do nothing with it, and absolute for distributing it (shoutout lucia), and props, bonzai florists, conor, tragic sasha and a few others (sorry i forgot rn) for listening ahead of the release and giving me encouragement.... i think that's it.

i like soundcloud because it's basically free so people can listen freely BUT the gapless transitions between songs don't work because in 10 years of uploading to their site, they still don't support gapless albums and i always make my albums gapless because of the energy never dies by black eyed peas, (shout out the energy never dies by the black eyed peas) and they never sound as clean so if you have the opportunity to listen somewhere else (like apple music, youtube [when i upload the full album sometime this week], tidal, etc.), this is me suggesting you do that instead for the full listening experience

follow me on things if you want to stay updated when i release stuff i don't really post unless i'm releasing something (that can be a good thing or bad thing depending on your preferences), but i do share memes and (rarely share) musings on my IG stories sometimes. honestly, i fuck w/ letterboxd out of all social medias the most right now so that's probably the place to keep up with what i'm up to


The Reset Button

emancipation by Nova J

[Vers 1]
Demons they haunt me
Lost souls, cast away at sea
Heartbeats from dragging me
Into endless purgatory 

But I was pulled from nights’ abyss (oh oh)
By the pull of Divine forgiveness (ooh ooh)
That suffering makes sense
That carried me to this

[Pre Chorus]
And If I had to do it all over again (ahh oh)
If that was the means to meet this end (ahh oh)
And that was the way to learn to live
If I had to
If I had to

[Chorus]
Break the chains of desperation 
Emancipate your mental state
Free your mind, free your body
‘Cause heaven on earth awaits (awaits)

[Post Chorus]
How much longer shall you linger (linger)
In this hell of your own creation? (creation)
Take your hand off that trigger
Feel the joy of emancipation 

[Pre Chorus]
If I had to do it all over again (again)
If that was the means to meet this end (this end)
And that was the way to learn to live (learn to live)
If I had to
If I had to

[Chorus]
Break the chains of desperation 
Emancipate your mental state
Whoa! Free your mind, free your body
‘Cause heaven on earth awaits (awaits)

[INSTRUMENTAL]

[Post Chorus]
How much longer shall you linger (linger)
In this hell of your own creation (creation)
Take your hand off that trigger
Feel the joy of emancipation 

[Bridge]
And if I had to do it all over again
If that was the means to meet this end
And that was the way to learn to live
If I had to
To learn to live
If I had to
To meet this end

[Final Chorus]
Break the chains of desperation 
Emancipate your mental state
Whoa! Free your mind, free your body
‘Cause heaven on earth awaits (awaits)

[Outro]
How much longer shall you linger
In this hell of your own creation
Take your hand off that trigger
Feel the joy of emancipation 
Feel the joy of emancipation 
Feel the joy of emancipation 
Feel the joy of emancipation

emancipation

“I Am Still Arriving” closes the album with the reminder that growth isn’t a destination — it’s a path. A soft, cinematic ambient-soul reflection on healing, identity, and the quiet courage of becoming. The final track of The Things We Become leaves space for hope, softness, and the beauty of unfinished journeys.

I Am Still Arriving

street cat by Nova J

[Verse 1]
What’s your life like?
Flirting with your green eyes
Captivating me
Seducing me
I’m your slave 
This feral mind of mine
How it wanders, how it churns
These wild thoughts keep swirling
How they simmer, how they burn

[Chorus]
What it must be like…
To be a street cat…
To wander…
To roam…
To be free…

Ooh ooh

[Vers 2]
I fear for you
I don’t want your life to be hard
You take a drink and I feel chosen
But only for a moment before you run away 
You belong to no one
You are possessed by no one
You are sworn to no one 

[Chorus]
What it must be like…
To be a street cat…
To wander…
To roam…
To be free…

Ooh ooh

[Bridge]
The sun is finally shining
After two long weeks of rain
I even caught myself smiling
Like the old me again
But the storm always returns
And the wind always blows
My restless mind
These thoughts never slow

[Chorus]
What it must be like…
To be a street cat…
To wander…
To roam…
To be free…

Ooh ooh 

[Outro]
I try to sit quiet
I try to sit calm
Typhoons and tempests
Spiraling on (and on, and on)
Spiraling on (and on, and on)
Spiraling on (and on, and on)
Spiraling on (and on, and on)
Spiraling on (and on, and on)
Spiraling on (and on, and on)
Spiraling on (and on, and on)
Spiraling on (and on, and on)

street cat

Desert of Mirrors

The desert reflects like broken glass. Silence turns into a mirror where the traveler meets his own shadow.

The desert stretches, endless wide,
A mirror of shadows where secrets hide.
Each step echoes, a fragile sound,
In silence of nowhere, truth is found.

The sands reflect, the sky deceives,
The heart remembers what the eye believes.

In the desert of mirrors, we wander alone,
Searching for faces we’ve already known.
Every reflection a story untold,
Every illusion a truth to behold.

The horizon bends, the light divides,
Time dissolves in shifting tides.
Mirages whisper, fragile and near,
The soul awakens when the path is clear.

Through the glass of the burning air,
I see myself waiting there.

In the desert of mirrors, we wander alone,
Searching for faces we’ve already known.
Every reflection a story untold,
Every illusion a truth to behold.

The silence breaks, the shadows fall,
The desert of mirrors reveals it all.


Desert of Mirrors

Beautiful Hurt

The universality of music and its importance in the life of man is in many ways analogous to water. It may exist in countless forms and several states. It nourishes and sustains many kinds of internal life. 
It nourishes religions, philosophies, and – sciences, without being identical with any of them. Like beauty it is forever ministering, enriching, and expanding the potentials of human consciousness. This is harmony as controlled dynamic force. Music is disciplined sound. 
It is important that all students of philosophy and comparative religion should appreciate the spiritualizing force of great music. 
It is equally valuable to consider the development of music consciousness and music appreciation through the ages and among the different civilizations which have been enriched by its gentle and gracious persuasion. Music has a meaning for man; it fits into his moods without any compromise of its own integrity. Like water it adapts itself instantly to the shape of its container. In a square vessel, it is square; in a circular vessel it is circular. This is true because of the nature of the element itself, and not because it is catering to the shape of the jug, the vase, or the bowl. We must learn to appreciate the difference between music and noise, but overcome the tendency to consider unfamiliar musical forms as merely untutored sounds. While musical impulses are common to all mankind, musical forms divide into familiar and unfamiliar. As we have difficulty in understanding persons whose ways of life are different from our own, so we have difficulty in recognizing and responding to the arts of peoples psychologically remote. The final measure is sincerity, not proximity, but until we have experienced some kind of social communion with a larger world of human aspirations this communion is comparatively impossible. As psychological sympathy develops we gain the possibility of measuring arts and art values in terms of basic integrity rather than by the false standards of personal taste. We have forgotten completely that great music must originate in a great concept of life. 
It is just as important, in fact more important, to release music from within the self than merely to listen. We need the growth resulting from personal performance as well as the civilizing force of appreciation. To the old philosopher, the human body itself was a musical instrument. It is the musician within the body who must control and direct the impulses which flow outward through the personality. We talk much of the science of living but we should think more about the art of living. By surrounding himself with the art which is meritorious, true and beautiful, the music of integrity which wiII restore his ideals, Products of small minds are no to be compared with those of great minds and cultures. This is all we need to understand, even in a jittery world, to sharpen the edge of discrimination for the choice of surroundings and the environment that will spiritually achieve for us that desirable thing known as the balanced life. - Manly P. Hall

Just an upcoming experimental Musician turning weird sounds into good vibes. [add my page on facebook for updates]
more about me vvvvvvvvvv
22 yo dude, Terrible at singing, but im very ambitious hehe.
My guitar is always out of tune for some reason. Weird.
I was making ai songs bc i thought well lets jump on this band wagon and see if i can reach the goals i could never get to.
Well reached those goals, had 300k streams just in the last half of the year compared to 1/3 of that many streams over the past 5 years. This ai stuff is rigged.
Now im making my own songs again, like before hehe.
I mean my parents say my vocals need alot of work lol.
One day i hope someone will find me and help me improve.

I'm happy with my songs :) . 
I kinda made alot of songs just so i could try earn something, make my parents proud; hopefully getting enough to help get a home in scotland, and live peacefully.

I dont wanna be the next biggest artist. I'm more likely to hide from society lol.

If u wanna talk to me u can, i don't see or talk to many real people alot since i don't leave my house; i'm scared of going outside, unless im with someone.

clouds don't know my name

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