Bear Eye

What's Up?

Fern

Marry Me 2 (demo)

pls go listen on spotify/apple music if you enjoy :)

Sleep Forever

The Last Audition

Blood

for: marc - you passed away way too young.

from: juan

production: Just/Defy (https://soundcloud.com/just_defymusic)

talk to me.

Monochrome

for: eugene, oregon.

from: juan

production by: Just/Defy (https://soundcloud.com/just_defymusic)

bootleg video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CS0UdFytsXM

This Place

to: 
my brother who filled my 12 year old ears with atb, sash, alice deejay, gouryella, paul van dyk, ministry of sound: hard nrg 2, that one weird song that had michael schumacher and f1 samples in it, and all that good stuff.


from: 
juan.

notes:
written and produced in a month.
mixed in a day.
sorry to your speakers.

tracklist:
0:00 - Juan - ??? 
4:53 - Juan - ??? 
9:05 - Juan - ??? 
13:43 - Juan - ??? 
19:29 - Juan - ??? 
21:33 - Juan - ??? 
27:22 - Juan - ??? 
32:10 - Juan - ??? 
36:44 - Juan - ??? 
42:06 - Juan - ??? 
46:30 - The Cranberries - Dreams (Juan's "Hello, Simon" Mix)

Juan Presents: Miles Stone

to: everyone.

from: juan & benny boi (of serein).

my apologies to: the municipality of istanbul. 

thank you to: benny boi, serein, dark teen, thos, & jd.

words: @juan
production: @bennyboi

listen to more: https://soundcloud.com/sereinband

Wait. (with Benny Boi)

to: eno, cuomo, .jpeg files, and all of those in attendance.

from: juan

production: juan
vocals: juan
mix: juan

lyrics:
[verse 1]
crashing way too fast,
and you’re hung up on the chemistry
they will telecast, 
that the days won't be sold separately

fashion nights to last,
scripture says that it is destiny,
bad luck you've amassed,
you could say it like a kennedy

there’s these nine punks, dealing
with a full stop, 
meeting,
at a book shop,
pleading you’re a no one, (no one)

and it's five bumps, dreaming,
of some tree top ceiling,
through a laptop,
pleading with no one, (no one)

[chorus]
outta my way with the bb gun,
down with another one,
rpg missile up my sleeve

outta my way with the bb gun,
down with another one,
and i think that it’s time to leave, 

[verse 2]
passion overcast, 
and we’re over all the pleasantries,
making quite the splash,
and you’re loaded with the weaponry

culture you have slashed,
singing pretty on the ebony,
real iconoclast,
you could be a different pedigree,

why’d you wanna go
float your cold ass in the air,
trying make it gold,
with the old class, debonair

and it seems a slight to me
with the twenty lil differences,
and we tend to disagree

and they’re cold monks praying,
over old nuns, 
claiming,
in their tongues,
they’re saying, you're a no one, (no one)

and they’re sold on staying,
they’ve enrolled,
they’re paying
for some white gold,
saying you’re a no one (no one)

[chorus]

[outro]
i don’t know what to do,
when they sayin’ it’s smooth,

i don’t know what it is,
I ain't gonna miss this,

i don’t know what to do,
i don’t know what to do,
i don't know what to do,
i don't know what to do,

BB Gun

to: the best of the best and the worst of the worst

from: juan

video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=21_UG8rmF-k

production: juan
lyrics: juan
vocals: juan and friends
mix: juan 

special thanks: ravioli.

Good Friend

to: dr pepper, magenta, teal and departures from regularly scheduled programming.

from: juan

drums: juan
guitar: juan
bass: juan
production: juan
mixing: juan

lyrics:
it feels like i am coming down
last night, got drunk in chinatown
oh god no, i was wasted
forget the names and faces,

said words that i thought were profound
you found me passed out on the ground
oh great, well now i’m hated
they all seemed irritated

what the fuck did i say
don’t tell me in the morning
the night is slipping away
this conversations boring me

what the fuck did i say
and was it so important
my mouth tastes like an ashtray
this conversations boring me

what the fuck did i say
and was it so appalling
did i make some mistake
this conversations boring me

what the fuck did i say
don’t tell me in the morning
the night is slipping away
this conversations boring me

pissed on an old broke atm
told the cops i was innocent
and now i’m stuck in lock up
at least i pulled my zip up,

i said your make up looked like shit,
and, that was only half of it,
and now you won’t talk to me
but i’m not sorry, truly

clickity 4 more musicy

What Did I Say?

to: the smithsonian, breakfast, whatever a carburetor is.

from: juan

thanks to: ellz

drums: juan
guitar: juan
bass: juan
vocals: juan
production: juan
mixing: juan

Effort

video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8q79JgVIWJ4&feature=youtu.be

to: dingo

from: juan

with thanks to: dr winston o'boogie

credits:
production: juan
instrumentation: juan
mixing/mastering: juan
artwork: juan

Next Year

to: mars bar slices, birthdays, rain

from: juan

thanks to: solid muse for featuring it on their new world compilation. check them out: https://fanlink.to/solidmusenewworld

lyrics:
and yeah, you know i hope this finds you safely,
we can talk for minutes, hours, daily
our conversations breaking, kinda shake,
debating something greater,
love you, maybe

the ink is dripping thicker from this painting
i fear the day our art begins its fading
and yeah i'm kinda sick of always waiting
debating something greater,
love you, maybe, 

how's it feel to be alone?
hunting in the great unknown
nothing's real but something's wrong
glockenspiels and silly songs
love's a thing they'll never know
feel it in my marrow bones
guess it all just goes to show
guess it all just goes to show

it goes to show
you'll never know

and yeah, you know i hope this finds you safely,
we can talk for minutes, hours, daily
our conversations breaking, kinda shake,
debating something greater,
love you, maybe

the ink is dripping thicker from this painting
i fear the day our art begins its fading
and yeah i'm kinda sick of always waiting
debating something greater,
love you, maybe, 

stunted, we can never grow
feel it in the undertones,
wanted strings, they never sew,
locked and loaded no ammo,

love's a thing they'll never know,
feel it in my marrow bones,
guess it all just goes to show,
guess it all just goes to show,

cannot think of what i'd rather do,
i'd rather spend my time alone with you,

Maybe

to: the one and only

from: juan and limbo

bootleg video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2aAWii_aOcc

production by: juan
vocals & melodies: juan and limbo
mixing by: juan
mastered by: juan
art by: juan

EXPAM 1. (feat. Limbo)

to: chicken pox, crayons and whatever

from: juan

production by: juan
vocals and lyrics: juan
additional vocals by: ibr & spencer green and the chuckberry st choir
mixing by: juan
mastered by: juan
art by: juan

lyrics:
working pretty fast 
through the nights, 
for a summer day
i just wanna die
and decline 
on a smooth grenade, 
roll a pretty dice, 
and decide what to do today
i don’t wanna die
I don’t wanna die
who can say?

floating on a raft,
i’m alright, 
it’s another day,
never wanna lie,
like a bite 
from a rattlesnake,
such a lonely site,
got the ice 
in the lemonade,
i don’t wanna die
i don’t wanna die
who can say?

[chorus]
how can i know
if you can’t complete the sentence
you don’t learn that in school
how did i drop the ball?
fine, i’ll take the fall

[verse 2]
sorry that i asked,
it’s a fight, 
first to mutilate,
scoping from the sights, 
you see white,
and i ricochet,
bullets in the eyes, 
no reply,
and i hesitate, 
i don’t wanna die
i don’t wanna die
who can say

go from first to last, 
scream a sigh, 
such a serenade,
always so polite,
yeah, despite,
what i entertain, 
burning to ignite,
my delight, 
in the cellophane
i don’t wanna die 
i don’t wanna die
who can say

Take The Fall

to: fox

from: juan

songwriting: juan
production: juan
mixing/mastering: juan
vocals: juan
artwork: juan

Call

to: that one time

from: juan

written, produced, performed and mixed: juan
master: spencer green
art: juan

Don't Take It So Personally

to: toothpaste and lemonade

from: juan

everything done by: juan

lyrics:
wrapped around this broken cord
post it notes and underscores
piece of mind and bricks for braun
business calls and then youre gone, 

and so you ran for it
inside a broken window
and then you saw something
outside that broken window

not as bad as you once thought, 
you can have all that you want
equalised, I'll ramble on
hypnotised and then you're gone

and so you ran for it
inside a broken window
and then you saw something
outside that broken window

talk to me, I'm wiser, 
no parties surprise your soul, 
write your songs in minor,
aint no ocean you control,

aim your sites, you sniper, 
it's your court, but pass the ball, 
tombstone pile driver, 
write your lines, a semaphore

Broken Window

to: lax

from: juan

written, performed, produced, mixed, mastered, and artwork: juan

lyrics:
[chorus]
rerun it from the start
rewind it back again
rerun it from the start
time and time again

[verse 1]
i dropped my bags at the carousel
how could i forget myself
stumbling through terminals
please lower all those decibels

wait at the fifth parallel
wait did i declare my health
screaming in the urinals 
while listening to lana del

nothing but a rebel yell
a story that i've yet to tell
puzzled by the permanence 
of each and every personal

what do i have left to sell?
only words and all my cells
mum said it's only nervousness
this turbulence can fuck itself

[chorus]

[verse 2]
just another foreign character,
i'm sitting in the passenger, 
shotgun in the front seat,
next to you i'm just an amateur

time zones so unusual
this feeling's never mutual
thought this was a good idea, 
but this idea's delusional 

thought it could be beautiful
i came to some conclusions and
i thought that i knew better 
this behaviours inexcusable

what can i say to impress
i blame it on this nervousness,
i wasted every second second
now i have got nothing left

Rerun

to: friday nights eating uber eats
from: juan 

written, recorded, mixed, mastered and artwork: juan

lyrics:
[verse]
remember the last time
we hung out in the bleachers
and we walked without our sneakers through the night

remember the last time
we're swapping our old t-shirts
and we can't remember either of our lives

[chorus]
i'll do anything

[verse]
this is the last time
we said it was for keeps
but we don't give back old receipts
at least we tried

this is the last time 
we play this hide and seek
admire our technique
we [???]

[chorus]

Anything

i wish i were charlie conway from mighty ducks 2.
sleep with a fan on.

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