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  There’s a moment, about three tracks into TOBACCO’s soundtrack for High On Life 2 , where you realize you’re no longer just listening  — you’re dissolving. The air gets humid, the colors start to drip, and suddenly you’re inside a world where synths breathe, basslines ooze, and every melody feels like it was recorded through a malfunctioning VHS camcorder possessed by a nicotine‑addicted ghost. Listen: https://tobaxxo.bandcamp.com/album/high-on-life-2-original-game-soundtrack-vol-2 TOBACCO has always thrived in the space between grime and gloss, but here he weaponizes it. This soundtrack isn’t background music for gameplay; it’s a full‑body hallucination that reshapes the game’s universe. It’s sticky, it’s warped, it’s hypnotic — and it’s exactly what a game about talking guns, cosmic absurdity, and psychedelic sci‑fi chaos deserves. The Sound of a Universe That Shouldn’t Exist (But Does Anyway) Where the first High On Life leaned into absurdity, High On Life 2 doubles do...

  STUDIO 54 doesn’t try to reinvent Warhol.SS—it sharpens him. The production leans into glossy low-end, crisp percussion, and that airy, cloud-rap DNA he’s always carried, but with a more refined, radio-ready punch. Tracks like “Still” and “Made Man” hit with immediate replay value, balancing melodic hooks and confident delivery. The album’s collaborations add real texture. https://open.spotify.com/album/3lrs4RejBtnOHXqpywu8ff “CatchYouOut” (feat. Luhh Dyl) stands out as one of the project’s most dynamic moments—an effortless back-and-forth over polished, bass-heavy production that feels built for both car speakers and club systems. “Murder She Wrote” (with Nino Paid) brings a darker, more urgent tone, grounding the album’s glossy aesthetic with street-level sharpness. “Deion Sanders” (feat. Lil Tony Official) is pure flex rap—fast, flashy, and catchy in its simplicity. The Sound of a Scene Going Mainstream Warhol.SS has always thrived in the underground, but STUDIO 54 feel...

  MIND FULL OF MELODIES feels like the moment Lupo Prospero stops being a rising name and steps fully into his own mythology. It’s an album that doesn’t just play through your speakers — it blooms, glitches, swirls, and breathes, like a dream you can’t quite wake up from and don’t want to anyway. This project arrives with a sense of intention. Lupo Prospero has always flirted with the intersection of electronic texture and emotional storytelling, but here he commits to it completely. The title isn’t metaphorical; the record genuinely feels like a mind overflowing with hooks, harmonies, and half-remembered feelings. Every track is a vignette, a little cinematic fragment, stitched together with neon threads and soft static. Shop: https://linktr.ee/lupoprospero   The opener sets the tone immediately: shimmering pads, a pulse that feels like a heartbeat under water, and melodies that drift in like thoughts you forgot you had. From there, the album moves through phases — euphoric,...