Upperberry | RAKANS
This mix is a tribute to my playfulness and the ever changing times. That child might have left that place but that place will always be in this child, inside of my heart. Here’s a poem I wrote in remembrance of everything that shape us: In the green cradle of my youth, Where trees whispered the purest truth We unearthed treasures, dreams untold A treehouse refuge, a world of gold. My father’s rhythm, my mother’s art, Blend in beats that stir the heart. Techno sway with jazz’s grace, A techno of roots, a timeless space. This mix, my soul’s melody, nature’s pulse, my legacy. Soundcloud ➟…
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