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I love only me , my self , my mirror..
My icon, all the world is my selfie and the world is a selfie, maybe real maybe not maybe happy maybe not...but i do not care for what u think ..
I care only about how u see me, my image n' my shoots.

Live the Instalife ...i am living without past and without future, just enjoy the moment that i can post it immediately..cause the post is the confirmation of my existence..
I post therefore I exist..poor Descartes u were so primitive and so naive at the same time.

I love only me, i really wanna find a way to flirt only me and dream only me and f*ck only me, and you ..all of u be my followers..the audience of my pointless majesty, servants of my fantastic self..

Aris Moskov






















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1. Modern underground music does not live anymore to clubs and bars and festivals, what we listen there is  the clone of the prototype but not the prototype. Today underground music is hidden in the millions networks of communication in the global social media.

2. The new underground has not to do anymore about what is commercial or not ,but from what is more or less visible.
The network has been transformed into a wide soundscape geography with borders ,big and smaller overground clubs and events and digital underground music worlds.

3. Thats why today is difficult to see clear where is the real underground ...where are the origins of the sources that make electronic music innovative, opening  new spiritual dimensions. We are listening a music chaos, we do not even got time to make ours this whole fucking overloaded music space that expanded before our eyes.

4.We are part of this..we lose ourselves through this chaos.

Maybe the new underground is something that already exists, something that is living simultaneously in million corners of the global network , maybe we need to discover it to our social media accounts..





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You really want to know what the summer is?
Summer is not a season , its an Idea,
Summer is a holy abandonment to your unconsciousness,
a playground out of time , the pitch of desire, pleasure and rediscovery of your Self.

Summer is the gap, the gate , the entrance to fluidity of experiences, from beaches to bitches, from bitches to beats, from beats to nowhere..
Yea man Summer is what you really want to be all the year, maybe all your life, a tourism of freedom , full of sex-art-culture snaps.
Summer is your bubble, it lasts as long as reaches the sky, the blue demonic sky of a Mediterranean island , Ibiza , Mykonos or somewhere to Monte Carlo or Dubrovnik,and you only you are closed in this bubble,as a gift to yourself , a gift for one week , one month maybe more if u got the money or the connections.

Summer is not exactly the parties, festivals , gin n' lager, the burning atmosphere of mate its something more..
Its your challenge, your opportunity , your moment to act with your body n soul, slapping the rational common sense that depress you all the fucking year..

Thats why Summer is not a season, its an idea , your idea for something alive so far away from the dead normal season.
Summer is the last kind of Utopia, your Utopia, so personal as a selfie on the beach...on a beach somewhere, wherever and whenever..