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[dontcoveryourears]

Eric Sharp & Give In - Version 3 (Tenova remix)

[ericsharpmusic]

Mega shouts to @mixmag @wav for premiering @tenova's slammin remix of @giveinmusic & I's tune Version 3! Out shortly via @understatedla @understatedrec #techhouse #housemusic #techno #tenova #understatedla #mixmag #wav #wavmedia #dj #producer #life #streaming (at Los Angeles, California)

[iheartmoosiq]

It’s been awhile since I’ve listened to Los Angeles’ Mansions On The Moon, despite how much I loved the band’s music last year. Pittsburgh based producer Tenova teams up with Los Angeles’ Eric Sharp to bring me back to Mansions On The Moon’s nu-disco hued, luxuriant song The Truth. They do so by serving up an indie dance remix that’s thoroughly hypnotizing, enveloping with passionate, flushed heat and breezy, feathery atmosphere. One part synthpop and one part deep house, the duo also manage to slide in some chillwave essence and futuristic tendencies. 

[rskybusiness-blog]

CAN NOT WAIT TO THROWDOWN JUNE 10TH! @ The Rex Theatre - Southside $25 Presales are available! #Pittsburgh #YellowClaw #EDM #dubstep #trap #bass #future #dj #bassnation #steezpromo #rsk #tenova #petebutta

[bulksolidshandling]

The conveyor system that connects the newly developed Chimiwungo pit at Lumwana Copper Mine to the existing process plant has ben put to operation. The system comprises a 300-metre-long sacrificial conveyor, a 3.4-kilometre-long overland conveyor and a 500-metre-long conveyor feeding the process plant at a design capacity of 5140 tonnes per hour.

(via Design and Installation of a new Conveyor System at Lumwana Mine)

[shroompunk]

the turncoat

And it's strange how strained the situation becomes

Now that you're the one, caught, dumb

Sucking your thumb

Lord knows who could've planned it

And it's driving you mad,

I just know you can't stand it

Well look at you now, yeah, you're quite the lord and leader

Don't know who it could be

Who could see that you were neither

But I think that you know, mon amour, who did you in

Because you're looking at him

Did I get under your skin?

Don't show me anger like that, you're a brat

You saw it coming

I was always a rat, look at that

You'd think it's cunning

But oh, never at you, all the rest, they'll take it best

You failed the test, my dear,

Your whole rule has been assessed

And I'm afraid, now it's played, you're just no longer fit

So get on with it, love

And take a chance and admit

You saw coming, the day was already dawning

You'd look out one day and see the storm beyond your awning

It won't save you forever, or maybe, save you ever

Do you hear them below, at your door,

It's now or never

Are you going to stand, take a chance

Or try and run? Because there's nowhere to run

You know what this has become

So sweetie, lower the gun, you're outnumbered, you're defeated

What small joy does it give, when you're as good as deleted

All the power you held, it's in ash, nobody listens

To a woman afraid, look at you, in this condition

Think you're throwing me out to my death, well let it happen

There's nobody immortal, and you, the least of all them

If we go down together, that's fine, I've made it worth it

A new day in the making, so they can all unearth it

After all of the shit you've made us face

You quite deserve it

You'll be jumping with me, soon enough, I think you'll see

There are choices that beat the bloody taste of defeat

So drop the gun, my dear, really, do you think that you need it?

I give up, you win, don't shoot a man who's conceded

I know you're desperate, I know, you think I'll fix it

I've no wish to repair all the words that you have twisted

So you die for your rule, and I'll run, or rather jump

Imagine, I'm the one falling and, dear, you're still the chump

For every word that you trusted, I'm busted for telling lies

I think you already knew, my love, that I despise

Any one of your kind, you're blind

To all the others

Only thinking of you, so screw

Your own damn brothers

Well your time is nigh, and maybe I

Will face the moment

If you kill me for this, I'm fine

So do it, woman

I'm standing up on the ledge, so drive me over the edge,

Seventy one stories to death,

In one breath, I'll hit the pavement,

But what joy does it bring to you in your bereavement?

You're still dying up here, all alone

They're at the door

And you can't wait anymore

To make your choice.