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Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
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There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
Leah Kayle McClellan (1950-2025)
–
There are not enough words for a post on instagram to sum up the grief my family and I have experienced when my mother, Leah, passed away on March 10. I would like to share some words, stories and anecdotes with those who follow me in my life, so that you too may know a bit about my mom.
(Read Post)
I still don’t feel like I have said enough about her. I want to tell everyone about her all the time. She was bombastic. She was funny. She was weird. Even as she was going through some of the toughest times of her life, she would make us laugh.
She wasn’t easy to get along with at times. I had moments in my personal life where I didn’t talk to her. I had to grow up.
My mom struggled so much in her life, and it took me finally being an adult and struggling on my own to realize why she drank, why she smoked, why she would yell and be angry and upset. I am an adult now.
I get it now. And I apologized to her. In a letter I wrote to her for her 69th birthday, it included: “I wouldn’t be where I am today without the things we went through together.” She would leave that 2 page letter by her bedside ready to read, up until she died. A reminder that she was not only my mother now, she was my friend.
Throughout the last year as we recorded her life story, she would say the same thing every time the voice memo ended. I can’t even say this without crying. She would say “Quade, I gotta say, I just love who you have become and I am so proud of you. And it was you who did it. Not me.”
I’d correct her. “We did it. Together.” She is why. She was that special of a woman.
—
What was the point of all this? Why am I telling you?
Well, I don’t think it’s all that important. The grudges we hold. I spent years upset and angry at my mother. Yet, I forgave. And, I gained a friend who I will carry everywhere. I feel peace knowing my mom regained her son.
Maybe someone else will feel inspired to build bridges, forgive someone you care about. Maybe Leah’s name is a part of your life in some way.
And at the very least, maybe you will call your parents after you are done reading this post and tell them you love them.
stress testing my lights… and eyes
watch me lose vision May 29 @smokeandmirrorschicago
track ids at end
@chicago_loop_aka_acerbic
GUST
@kolo55_ofc
#chicago #techno #dj #myeyeshurt
@quad.e_e joined Motherboard on the Lake last week and left everybody speechless. See the full video on YouTube or at motherboard.social
More outdoor sets to come. 🌳💿📡
#chicago #chicagotechno #housemusic #djset #hardgroove
@quad.e_e joined Motherboard on the Lake last week and left everybody speechless. See the full video on YouTube or at motherboard.social
More outdoor sets to come. 🌳💿📡
#chicago #chicagotechno #housemusic #djset #hardgroove
@quad.e_e joined Motherboard on the Lake last week and left everybody speechless. See the full video on YouTube or at motherboard.social
More outdoor sets to come. 🌳💿📡
#chicago #chicagotechno #housemusic #djset #hardgroove
Something special is out later today… 💿
Quade finishes up our April series with Motherboard’s first ever outdoor set. ☁️
Stay tuned for more sets outside moving forward!
@quad.e_e for Motherboard out soon. 🤍
#chicagodjs #technolovers #ukgarage #djmix #chicagohouse
Something special is out later today… 💿
Quade finishes up our April series with Motherboard’s first ever outdoor set. ☁️
Stay tuned for more sets outside moving forward!
@quad.e_e for Motherboard out soon. 🤍
#chicagodjs #technolovers #ukgarage #djmix #chicagohouse
4/11
Community support and coming together just like our favorite drink combo:
The aBridged Handshake
🍺🤝🥃
A night of B2Bs and performances by local artists benefitting @icirr_il . Diverse sounds filled with talent, from house and techno to breaks and hip hop, there will be something for everyone. Join us in dancing and partying for a cause we believe in!
In our final round of spotlight artists we have @quad.e_e @djbirdbones @itshappyfeett and @boy.math.music
Lineup:
@matt.nai
@mrmexican
@sloanefromchi B2B @marco_hops
@sheeper.dj B2B @masteredkey
@urwifeisbunny B2B @cortezwalls
@itshappyfeett B2B @boy.math.music
@quad.e_e B2B @djbirdbones
Flyer Credit to @masteredkey 🤝 @sheeper.dj
On top of donating 10% of bar sales, there will also be $1 donated per Chicago Handshake sold.
4/11
Community support and coming together just like our favorite drink combo:
The aBridged Handshake
🍺🤝🥃
A night of B2Bs and performances by local artists benefitting @icirr_il . Diverse sounds filled with talent, from house and techno to breaks and hip hop, there will be something for everyone. Join us in dancing and partying for a cause we believe in!
In our final round of spotlight artists we have @quad.e_e @djbirdbones @itshappyfeett and @boy.math.music
Lineup:
@matt.nai
@mrmexican
@sloanefromchi B2B @marco_hops
@sheeper.dj B2B @masteredkey
@urwifeisbunny B2B @cortezwalls
@itshappyfeett B2B @boy.math.music
@quad.e_e B2B @djbirdbones
Flyer Credit to @masteredkey 🤝 @sheeper.dj
On top of donating 10% of bar sales, there will also be $1 donated per Chicago Handshake sold.
4/11
Community support and coming together just like our favorite drink combo:
The aBridged Handshake
🍺🤝🥃
A night of B2Bs and performances by local artists benefitting @icirr_il . Diverse sounds filled with talent, from house and techno to breaks and hip hop, there will be something for everyone. Join us in dancing and partying for a cause we believe in!
In our final round of spotlight artists we have @quad.e_e @djbirdbones @itshappyfeett and @boy.math.music
Lineup:
@matt.nai
@mrmexican
@sloanefromchi B2B @marco_hops
@sheeper.dj B2B @masteredkey
@urwifeisbunny B2B @cortezwalls
@itshappyfeett B2B @boy.math.music
@quad.e_e B2B @djbirdbones
Flyer Credit to @masteredkey 🤝 @sheeper.dj
On top of donating 10% of bar sales, there will also be $1 donated per Chicago Handshake sold.
4/11
Community support and coming together just like our favorite drink combo:
The aBridged Handshake
🍺🤝🥃
A night of B2Bs and performances by local artists benefitting @icirr_il . Diverse sounds filled with talent, from house and techno to breaks and hip hop, there will be something for everyone. Join us in dancing and partying for a cause we believe in!
In our final round of spotlight artists we have @quad.e_e @djbirdbones @itshappyfeett and @boy.math.music
Lineup:
@matt.nai
@mrmexican
@sloanefromchi B2B @marco_hops
@sheeper.dj B2B @masteredkey
@urwifeisbunny B2B @cortezwalls
@itshappyfeett B2B @boy.math.music
@quad.e_e B2B @djbirdbones
Flyer Credit to @masteredkey 🤝 @sheeper.dj
On top of donating 10% of bar sales, there will also be $1 donated per Chicago Handshake sold.
4/11
Community support and coming together just like our favorite drink combo:
The aBridged Handshake
🍺🤝🥃
A night of B2Bs and performances by local artists benefitting @icirr_il . Diverse sounds filled with talent, from house and techno to breaks and hip hop, there will be something for everyone. Join us in dancing and partying for a cause we believe in!
In our final round of spotlight artists we have @quad.e_e @djbirdbones @itshappyfeett and @boy.math.music
Lineup:
@matt.nai
@mrmexican
@sloanefromchi B2B @marco_hops
@sheeper.dj B2B @masteredkey
@urwifeisbunny B2B @cortezwalls
@itshappyfeett B2B @boy.math.music
@quad.e_e B2B @djbirdbones
Flyer Credit to @masteredkey 🤝 @sheeper.dj
On top of donating 10% of bar sales, there will also be $1 donated per Chicago Handshake sold.
4/11
Community support and coming together just like our favorite drink combo:
The aBridged Handshake
🍺🤝🥃
A night of B2Bs and performances by local artists benefitting @icirr_il . Diverse sounds filled with talent, from house and techno to breaks and hip hop, there will be something for everyone. Join us in dancing and partying for a cause we believe in!
In our final round of spotlight artists we have @quad.e_e @djbirdbones @itshappyfeett and @boy.math.music
Lineup:
@matt.nai
@mrmexican
@sloanefromchi B2B @marco_hops
@sheeper.dj B2B @masteredkey
@urwifeisbunny B2B @cortezwalls
@itshappyfeett B2B @boy.math.music
@quad.e_e B2B @djbirdbones
Flyer Credit to @masteredkey 🤝 @sheeper.dj
On top of donating 10% of bar sales, there will also be $1 donated per Chicago Handshake sold.
Hörtechna artist spotlight:
Never chasing a vibe and always stirring something relentless. Quade knows no boundaries when it comes to track selection. Rhythm-forward and mixed against the key, his sets lean into the swing and shuffle of hard groove, distorted techno, and fractured vocal chops. Less harmony, more momentum, carrying pressure all the way through.
See quade mix his magic at Vespertine March 29th!
LINK IN BIO
#technolife #technofam #technoculture #hardgroove #community
Hörtechna artist spotlight:
Never chasing a vibe and always stirring something relentless. Quade knows no boundaries when it comes to track selection. Rhythm-forward and mixed against the key, his sets lean into the swing and shuffle of hard groove, distorted techno, and fractured vocal chops. Less harmony, more momentum, carrying pressure all the way through.
See quade mix his magic at Vespertine March 29th!
LINK IN BIO
#technolife #technofam #technoculture #hardgroove #community
HEAVY HITTERS AND HARD GROOVE TECHNO. A massive mix of insatiable grooves, hydraulic pounding kicks and vocal stabs.
No plan, no structure, mistakes were welcome. This one is special. I hope you enjoy!
Link in Bio
Film taken by me @innertownpub
HEAVY HITTERS AND HARD GROOVE TECHNO. A massive mix of insatiable grooves, hydraulic pounding kicks and vocal stabs.
No plan, no structure, mistakes were welcome. This one is special. I hope you enjoy!
Link in Bio
Film taken by me @innertownpub
HEAVY HITTERS AND HARD GROOVE TECHNO. A massive mix of insatiable grooves, hydraulic pounding kicks and vocal stabs.
No plan, no structure, mistakes were welcome. This one is special. I hope you enjoy!
Link in Bio
Film taken by me @innertownpub
HEAVY HITTERS AND HARD GROOVE TECHNO. A massive mix of insatiable grooves, hydraulic pounding kicks and vocal stabs.
No plan, no structure, mistakes were welcome. This one is special. I hope you enjoy!
Link in Bio
Film taken by me @innertownpub
HEAVY HITTERS AND HARD GROOVE TECHNO. A massive mix of insatiable grooves, hydraulic pounding kicks and vocal stabs.
No plan, no structure, mistakes were welcome. This one is special. I hope you enjoy!
Link in Bio
Film taken by me @innertownpub
HEAVY HITTERS AND HARD GROOVE TECHNO. A massive mix of insatiable grooves, hydraulic pounding kicks and vocal stabs.
No plan, no structure, mistakes were welcome. This one is special. I hope you enjoy!
Link in Bio
Film taken by me @innertownpub
HEAVY HITTERS AND HARD GROOVE TECHNO. A massive mix of insatiable grooves, hydraulic pounding kicks and vocal stabs.
No plan, no structure, mistakes were welcome. This one is special. I hope you enjoy!
Link in Bio
Film taken by me @innertownpub
HEAVY HITTERS AND HARD GROOVE TECHNO. A massive mix of insatiable grooves, hydraulic pounding kicks and vocal stabs.
No plan, no structure, mistakes were welcome. This one is special. I hope you enjoy!
Link in Bio
Film taken by me @innertownpub
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
various film from various moments with varying focus <3
this roll of kodak gold 200 has been sitting in my camera for like 7 months
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
2025: to my friends, my family and those who stuck by my side this year, I love you
Such a year was shrouded in an incredibly painful moment, but one thing I am trying to get out of it is being surrounded by people who could live up to her character. I miss my parents dearly, but, I am now stepping into the shoes they use to walk in.
From all the moments I look back on fondly, I’m reminded how grateful I am to be where I am.
Can’t wait to see everyone in 2026, let’s take some pictures together!
MIX 005 - segfault
Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/qga1XlOTd5yeFakHi4
link also in bio
A mix with some tracks that have been scratching my brain lately. Thrashing cymbals, driving bass lines, one too many fader chops, and a funky DJ Bone track. I’m proud of this one, would love a listen if you’ll lend an ear.
Bonus: photos that make me happy from the past couple months
—
Shoutout to the artists here in Chicago (inspiration), and the producers who supplied (your music is awesome). I endlessly appreciate it.
Tracklist:
Spliffmatch - @exos_____
Vanta - @hertzcollision
Neural Shift - @unconformist_techno
C Bass - @audio_units
Chimera - @maraxe_official
Stigma Mindset - @janfleck_
Yavo - @undivulgednl
Subterra - @procombo
Untitled 21 - @the.sixth.sense
I don’t wanna wait - @djus.asw
Bring Me Back - @maurer_
Rebellion - @sera__j_music
Symbiosis - @flitsnl, @isajtd
Too Different - @aretam_music
Agora Mesmo- @djdextroofficial
Resentment (Stripped Tool) - @fran__lf
Purga Murga - @__outer909
Dying Sanity - @hadone__
Critical - @djbone313
Sissel & Bass (@perctrax Remix) - @pedermannerfelt
Ephemera- @iampushmann_
Sneakin - @dj.physical
MIX 005 - segfault
Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/qga1XlOTd5yeFakHi4
link also in bio
A mix with some tracks that have been scratching my brain lately. Thrashing cymbals, driving bass lines, one too many fader chops, and a funky DJ Bone track. I’m proud of this one, would love a listen if you’ll lend an ear.
Bonus: photos that make me happy from the past couple months
—
Shoutout to the artists here in Chicago (inspiration), and the producers who supplied (your music is awesome). I endlessly appreciate it.
Tracklist:
Spliffmatch - @exos_____
Vanta - @hertzcollision
Neural Shift - @unconformist_techno
C Bass - @audio_units
Chimera - @maraxe_official
Stigma Mindset - @janfleck_
Yavo - @undivulgednl
Subterra - @procombo
Untitled 21 - @the.sixth.sense
I don’t wanna wait - @djus.asw
Bring Me Back - @maurer_
Rebellion - @sera__j_music
Symbiosis - @flitsnl, @isajtd
Too Different - @aretam_music
Agora Mesmo- @djdextroofficial
Resentment (Stripped Tool) - @fran__lf
Purga Murga - @__outer909
Dying Sanity - @hadone__
Critical - @djbone313
Sissel & Bass (@perctrax Remix) - @pedermannerfelt
Ephemera- @iampushmann_
Sneakin - @dj.physical
MIX 005 - segfault
Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/qga1XlOTd5yeFakHi4
link also in bio
A mix with some tracks that have been scratching my brain lately. Thrashing cymbals, driving bass lines, one too many fader chops, and a funky DJ Bone track. I’m proud of this one, would love a listen if you’ll lend an ear.
Bonus: photos that make me happy from the past couple months
—
Shoutout to the artists here in Chicago (inspiration), and the producers who supplied (your music is awesome). I endlessly appreciate it.
Tracklist:
Spliffmatch - @exos_____
Vanta - @hertzcollision
Neural Shift - @unconformist_techno
C Bass - @audio_units
Chimera - @maraxe_official
Stigma Mindset - @janfleck_
Yavo - @undivulgednl
Subterra - @procombo
Untitled 21 - @the.sixth.sense
I don’t wanna wait - @djus.asw
Bring Me Back - @maurer_
Rebellion - @sera__j_music
Symbiosis - @flitsnl, @isajtd
Too Different - @aretam_music
Agora Mesmo- @djdextroofficial
Resentment (Stripped Tool) - @fran__lf
Purga Murga - @__outer909
Dying Sanity - @hadone__
Critical - @djbone313
Sissel & Bass (@perctrax Remix) - @pedermannerfelt
Ephemera- @iampushmann_
Sneakin - @dj.physical
MIX 005 - segfault
Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/qga1XlOTd5yeFakHi4
link also in bio
A mix with some tracks that have been scratching my brain lately. Thrashing cymbals, driving bass lines, one too many fader chops, and a funky DJ Bone track. I’m proud of this one, would love a listen if you’ll lend an ear.
Bonus: photos that make me happy from the past couple months
—
Shoutout to the artists here in Chicago (inspiration), and the producers who supplied (your music is awesome). I endlessly appreciate it.
Tracklist:
Spliffmatch - @exos_____
Vanta - @hertzcollision
Neural Shift - @unconformist_techno
C Bass - @audio_units
Chimera - @maraxe_official
Stigma Mindset - @janfleck_
Yavo - @undivulgednl
Subterra - @procombo
Untitled 21 - @the.sixth.sense
I don’t wanna wait - @djus.asw
Bring Me Back - @maurer_
Rebellion - @sera__j_music
Symbiosis - @flitsnl, @isajtd
Too Different - @aretam_music
Agora Mesmo- @djdextroofficial
Resentment (Stripped Tool) - @fran__lf
Purga Murga - @__outer909
Dying Sanity - @hadone__
Critical - @djbone313
Sissel & Bass (@perctrax Remix) - @pedermannerfelt
Ephemera- @iampushmann_
Sneakin - @dj.physical
MIX 005 - segfault
Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/qga1XlOTd5yeFakHi4
link also in bio
A mix with some tracks that have been scratching my brain lately. Thrashing cymbals, driving bass lines, one too many fader chops, and a funky DJ Bone track. I’m proud of this one, would love a listen if you’ll lend an ear.
Bonus: photos that make me happy from the past couple months
—
Shoutout to the artists here in Chicago (inspiration), and the producers who supplied (your music is awesome). I endlessly appreciate it.
Tracklist:
Spliffmatch - @exos_____
Vanta - @hertzcollision
Neural Shift - @unconformist_techno
C Bass - @audio_units
Chimera - @maraxe_official
Stigma Mindset - @janfleck_
Yavo - @undivulgednl
Subterra - @procombo
Untitled 21 - @the.sixth.sense
I don’t wanna wait - @djus.asw
Bring Me Back - @maurer_
Rebellion - @sera__j_music
Symbiosis - @flitsnl, @isajtd
Too Different - @aretam_music
Agora Mesmo- @djdextroofficial
Resentment (Stripped Tool) - @fran__lf
Purga Murga - @__outer909
Dying Sanity - @hadone__
Critical - @djbone313
Sissel & Bass (@perctrax Remix) - @pedermannerfelt
Ephemera- @iampushmann_
Sneakin - @dj.physical
MIX 005 - segfault
Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/qga1XlOTd5yeFakHi4
link also in bio
A mix with some tracks that have been scratching my brain lately. Thrashing cymbals, driving bass lines, one too many fader chops, and a funky DJ Bone track. I’m proud of this one, would love a listen if you’ll lend an ear.
Bonus: photos that make me happy from the past couple months
—
Shoutout to the artists here in Chicago (inspiration), and the producers who supplied (your music is awesome). I endlessly appreciate it.
Tracklist:
Spliffmatch - @exos_____
Vanta - @hertzcollision
Neural Shift - @unconformist_techno
C Bass - @audio_units
Chimera - @maraxe_official
Stigma Mindset - @janfleck_
Yavo - @undivulgednl
Subterra - @procombo
Untitled 21 - @the.sixth.sense
I don’t wanna wait - @djus.asw
Bring Me Back - @maurer_
Rebellion - @sera__j_music
Symbiosis - @flitsnl, @isajtd
Too Different - @aretam_music
Agora Mesmo- @djdextroofficial
Resentment (Stripped Tool) - @fran__lf
Purga Murga - @__outer909
Dying Sanity - @hadone__
Critical - @djbone313
Sissel & Bass (@perctrax Remix) - @pedermannerfelt
Ephemera- @iampushmann_
Sneakin - @dj.physical
MIX 005 - segfault
Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/qga1XlOTd5yeFakHi4
link also in bio
A mix with some tracks that have been scratching my brain lately. Thrashing cymbals, driving bass lines, one too many fader chops, and a funky DJ Bone track. I’m proud of this one, would love a listen if you’ll lend an ear.
Bonus: photos that make me happy from the past couple months
—
Shoutout to the artists here in Chicago (inspiration), and the producers who supplied (your music is awesome). I endlessly appreciate it.
Tracklist:
Spliffmatch - @exos_____
Vanta - @hertzcollision
Neural Shift - @unconformist_techno
C Bass - @audio_units
Chimera - @maraxe_official
Stigma Mindset - @janfleck_
Yavo - @undivulgednl
Subterra - @procombo
Untitled 21 - @the.sixth.sense
I don’t wanna wait - @djus.asw
Bring Me Back - @maurer_
Rebellion - @sera__j_music
Symbiosis - @flitsnl, @isajtd
Too Different - @aretam_music
Agora Mesmo- @djdextroofficial
Resentment (Stripped Tool) - @fran__lf
Purga Murga - @__outer909
Dying Sanity - @hadone__
Critical - @djbone313
Sissel & Bass (@perctrax Remix) - @pedermannerfelt
Ephemera- @iampushmann_
Sneakin - @dj.physical
MIX 005 - segfault
Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/qga1XlOTd5yeFakHi4
link also in bio
A mix with some tracks that have been scratching my brain lately. Thrashing cymbals, driving bass lines, one too many fader chops, and a funky DJ Bone track. I’m proud of this one, would love a listen if you’ll lend an ear.
Bonus: photos that make me happy from the past couple months
—
Shoutout to the artists here in Chicago (inspiration), and the producers who supplied (your music is awesome). I endlessly appreciate it.
Tracklist:
Spliffmatch - @exos_____
Vanta - @hertzcollision
Neural Shift - @unconformist_techno
C Bass - @audio_units
Chimera - @maraxe_official
Stigma Mindset - @janfleck_
Yavo - @undivulgednl
Subterra - @procombo
Untitled 21 - @the.sixth.sense
I don’t wanna wait - @djus.asw
Bring Me Back - @maurer_
Rebellion - @sera__j_music
Symbiosis - @flitsnl, @isajtd
Too Different - @aretam_music
Agora Mesmo- @djdextroofficial
Resentment (Stripped Tool) - @fran__lf
Purga Murga - @__outer909
Dying Sanity - @hadone__
Critical - @djbone313
Sissel & Bass (@perctrax Remix) - @pedermannerfelt
Ephemera- @iampushmann_
Sneakin - @dj.physical
MIX 005 - segfault
Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/qga1XlOTd5yeFakHi4
link also in bio
A mix with some tracks that have been scratching my brain lately. Thrashing cymbals, driving bass lines, one too many fader chops, and a funky DJ Bone track. I’m proud of this one, would love a listen if you’ll lend an ear.
Bonus: photos that make me happy from the past couple months
—
Shoutout to the artists here in Chicago (inspiration), and the producers who supplied (your music is awesome). I endlessly appreciate it.
Tracklist:
Spliffmatch - @exos_____
Vanta - @hertzcollision
Neural Shift - @unconformist_techno
C Bass - @audio_units
Chimera - @maraxe_official
Stigma Mindset - @janfleck_
Yavo - @undivulgednl
Subterra - @procombo
Untitled 21 - @the.sixth.sense
I don’t wanna wait - @djus.asw
Bring Me Back - @maurer_
Rebellion - @sera__j_music
Symbiosis - @flitsnl, @isajtd
Too Different - @aretam_music
Agora Mesmo- @djdextroofficial
Resentment (Stripped Tool) - @fran__lf
Purga Murga - @__outer909
Dying Sanity - @hadone__
Critical - @djbone313
Sissel & Bass (@perctrax Remix) - @pedermannerfelt
Ephemera- @iampushmann_
Sneakin - @dj.physical
MIX 005 - segfault
Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/qga1XlOTd5yeFakHi4
link also in bio
A mix with some tracks that have been scratching my brain lately. Thrashing cymbals, driving bass lines, one too many fader chops, and a funky DJ Bone track. I’m proud of this one, would love a listen if you’ll lend an ear.
Bonus: photos that make me happy from the past couple months
—
Shoutout to the artists here in Chicago (inspiration), and the producers who supplied (your music is awesome). I endlessly appreciate it.
Tracklist:
Spliffmatch - @exos_____
Vanta - @hertzcollision
Neural Shift - @unconformist_techno
C Bass - @audio_units
Chimera - @maraxe_official
Stigma Mindset - @janfleck_
Yavo - @undivulgednl
Subterra - @procombo
Untitled 21 - @the.sixth.sense
I don’t wanna wait - @djus.asw
Bring Me Back - @maurer_
Rebellion - @sera__j_music
Symbiosis - @flitsnl, @isajtd
Too Different - @aretam_music
Agora Mesmo- @djdextroofficial
Resentment (Stripped Tool) - @fran__lf
Purga Murga - @__outer909
Dying Sanity - @hadone__
Critical - @djbone313
Sissel & Bass (@perctrax Remix) - @pedermannerfelt
Ephemera- @iampushmann_
Sneakin - @dj.physical
MIX 005 - segfault
Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/qga1XlOTd5yeFakHi4
link also in bio
A mix with some tracks that have been scratching my brain lately. Thrashing cymbals, driving bass lines, one too many fader chops, and a funky DJ Bone track. I’m proud of this one, would love a listen if you’ll lend an ear.
Bonus: photos that make me happy from the past couple months
—
Shoutout to the artists here in Chicago (inspiration), and the producers who supplied (your music is awesome). I endlessly appreciate it.
Tracklist:
Spliffmatch - @exos_____
Vanta - @hertzcollision
Neural Shift - @unconformist_techno
C Bass - @audio_units
Chimera - @maraxe_official
Stigma Mindset - @janfleck_
Yavo - @undivulgednl
Subterra - @procombo
Untitled 21 - @the.sixth.sense
I don’t wanna wait - @djus.asw
Bring Me Back - @maurer_
Rebellion - @sera__j_music
Symbiosis - @flitsnl, @isajtd
Too Different - @aretam_music
Agora Mesmo- @djdextroofficial
Resentment (Stripped Tool) - @fran__lf
Purga Murga - @__outer909
Dying Sanity - @hadone__
Critical - @djbone313
Sissel & Bass (@perctrax Remix) - @pedermannerfelt
Ephemera- @iampushmann_
Sneakin - @dj.physical
MIX 005 - segfault
Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/qga1XlOTd5yeFakHi4
link also in bio
A mix with some tracks that have been scratching my brain lately. Thrashing cymbals, driving bass lines, one too many fader chops, and a funky DJ Bone track. I’m proud of this one, would love a listen if you’ll lend an ear.
Bonus: photos that make me happy from the past couple months
—
Shoutout to the artists here in Chicago (inspiration), and the producers who supplied (your music is awesome). I endlessly appreciate it.
Tracklist:
Spliffmatch - @exos_____
Vanta - @hertzcollision
Neural Shift - @unconformist_techno
C Bass - @audio_units
Chimera - @maraxe_official
Stigma Mindset - @janfleck_
Yavo - @undivulgednl
Subterra - @procombo
Untitled 21 - @the.sixth.sense
I don’t wanna wait - @djus.asw
Bring Me Back - @maurer_
Rebellion - @sera__j_music
Symbiosis - @flitsnl, @isajtd
Too Different - @aretam_music
Agora Mesmo- @djdextroofficial
Resentment (Stripped Tool) - @fran__lf
Purga Murga - @__outer909
Dying Sanity - @hadone__
Critical - @djbone313
Sissel & Bass (@perctrax Remix) - @pedermannerfelt
Ephemera- @iampushmann_
Sneakin - @dj.physical
MIX 005 - segfault
Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/qga1XlOTd5yeFakHi4
link also in bio
A mix with some tracks that have been scratching my brain lately. Thrashing cymbals, driving bass lines, one too many fader chops, and a funky DJ Bone track. I’m proud of this one, would love a listen if you’ll lend an ear.
Bonus: photos that make me happy from the past couple months
—
Shoutout to the artists here in Chicago (inspiration), and the producers who supplied (your music is awesome). I endlessly appreciate it.
Tracklist:
Spliffmatch - @exos_____
Vanta - @hertzcollision
Neural Shift - @unconformist_techno
C Bass - @audio_units
Chimera - @maraxe_official
Stigma Mindset - @janfleck_
Yavo - @undivulgednl
Subterra - @procombo
Untitled 21 - @the.sixth.sense
I don’t wanna wait - @djus.asw
Bring Me Back - @maurer_
Rebellion - @sera__j_music
Symbiosis - @flitsnl, @isajtd
Too Different - @aretam_music
Agora Mesmo- @djdextroofficial
Resentment (Stripped Tool) - @fran__lf
Purga Murga - @__outer909
Dying Sanity - @hadone__
Critical - @djbone313
Sissel & Bass (@perctrax Remix) - @pedermannerfelt
Ephemera- @iampushmann_
Sneakin - @dj.physical
MIX 005 - segfault
Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/qga1XlOTd5yeFakHi4
link also in bio
A mix with some tracks that have been scratching my brain lately. Thrashing cymbals, driving bass lines, one too many fader chops, and a funky DJ Bone track. I’m proud of this one, would love a listen if you’ll lend an ear.
Bonus: photos that make me happy from the past couple months
—
Shoutout to the artists here in Chicago (inspiration), and the producers who supplied (your music is awesome). I endlessly appreciate it.
Tracklist:
Spliffmatch - @exos_____
Vanta - @hertzcollision
Neural Shift - @unconformist_techno
C Bass - @audio_units
Chimera - @maraxe_official
Stigma Mindset - @janfleck_
Yavo - @undivulgednl
Subterra - @procombo
Untitled 21 - @the.sixth.sense
I don’t wanna wait - @djus.asw
Bring Me Back - @maurer_
Rebellion - @sera__j_music
Symbiosis - @flitsnl, @isajtd
Too Different - @aretam_music
Agora Mesmo- @djdextroofficial
Resentment (Stripped Tool) - @fran__lf
Purga Murga - @__outer909
Dying Sanity - @hadone__
Critical - @djbone313
Sissel & Bass (@perctrax Remix) - @pedermannerfelt
Ephemera- @iampushmann_
Sneakin - @dj.physical
MIX 005 - segfault
Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/qga1XlOTd5yeFakHi4
link also in bio
A mix with some tracks that have been scratching my brain lately. Thrashing cymbals, driving bass lines, one too many fader chops, and a funky DJ Bone track. I’m proud of this one, would love a listen if you’ll lend an ear.
Bonus: photos that make me happy from the past couple months
—
Shoutout to the artists here in Chicago (inspiration), and the producers who supplied (your music is awesome). I endlessly appreciate it.
Tracklist:
Spliffmatch - @exos_____
Vanta - @hertzcollision
Neural Shift - @unconformist_techno
C Bass - @audio_units
Chimera - @maraxe_official
Stigma Mindset - @janfleck_
Yavo - @undivulgednl
Subterra - @procombo
Untitled 21 - @the.sixth.sense
I don’t wanna wait - @djus.asw
Bring Me Back - @maurer_
Rebellion - @sera__j_music
Symbiosis - @flitsnl, @isajtd
Too Different - @aretam_music
Agora Mesmo- @djdextroofficial
Resentment (Stripped Tool) - @fran__lf
Purga Murga - @__outer909
Dying Sanity - @hadone__
Critical - @djbone313
Sissel & Bass (@perctrax Remix) - @pedermannerfelt
Ephemera- @iampushmann_
Sneakin - @dj.physical
MIX 005 - segfault
Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/qga1XlOTd5yeFakHi4
link also in bio
A mix with some tracks that have been scratching my brain lately. Thrashing cymbals, driving bass lines, one too many fader chops, and a funky DJ Bone track. I’m proud of this one, would love a listen if you’ll lend an ear.
Bonus: photos that make me happy from the past couple months
—
Shoutout to the artists here in Chicago (inspiration), and the producers who supplied (your music is awesome). I endlessly appreciate it.
Tracklist:
Spliffmatch - @exos_____
Vanta - @hertzcollision
Neural Shift - @unconformist_techno
C Bass - @audio_units
Chimera - @maraxe_official
Stigma Mindset - @janfleck_
Yavo - @undivulgednl
Subterra - @procombo
Untitled 21 - @the.sixth.sense
I don’t wanna wait - @djus.asw
Bring Me Back - @maurer_
Rebellion - @sera__j_music
Symbiosis - @flitsnl, @isajtd
Too Different - @aretam_music
Agora Mesmo- @djdextroofficial
Resentment (Stripped Tool) - @fran__lf
Purga Murga - @__outer909
Dying Sanity - @hadone__
Critical - @djbone313
Sissel & Bass (@perctrax Remix) - @pedermannerfelt
Ephemera- @iampushmann_
Sneakin - @dj.physical
MIX 005 - segfault
Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/qga1XlOTd5yeFakHi4
link also in bio
A mix with some tracks that have been scratching my brain lately. Thrashing cymbals, driving bass lines, one too many fader chops, and a funky DJ Bone track. I’m proud of this one, would love a listen if you’ll lend an ear.
Bonus: photos that make me happy from the past couple months
—
Shoutout to the artists here in Chicago (inspiration), and the producers who supplied (your music is awesome). I endlessly appreciate it.
Tracklist:
Spliffmatch - @exos_____
Vanta - @hertzcollision
Neural Shift - @unconformist_techno
C Bass - @audio_units
Chimera - @maraxe_official
Stigma Mindset - @janfleck_
Yavo - @undivulgednl
Subterra - @procombo
Untitled 21 - @the.sixth.sense
I don’t wanna wait - @djus.asw
Bring Me Back - @maurer_
Rebellion - @sera__j_music
Symbiosis - @flitsnl, @isajtd
Too Different - @aretam_music
Agora Mesmo- @djdextroofficial
Resentment (Stripped Tool) - @fran__lf
Purga Murga - @__outer909
Dying Sanity - @hadone__
Critical - @djbone313
Sissel & Bass (@perctrax Remix) - @pedermannerfelt
Ephemera- @iampushmann_
Sneakin - @dj.physical
MIX 005 - segfault
Soundcloud: https://on.soundcloud.com/qga1XlOTd5yeFakHi4
link also in bio
A mix with some tracks that have been scratching my brain lately. Thrashing cymbals, driving bass lines, one too many fader chops, and a funky DJ Bone track. I’m proud of this one, would love a listen if you’ll lend an ear.
Bonus: photos that make me happy from the past couple months
—
Shoutout to the artists here in Chicago (inspiration), and the producers who supplied (your music is awesome). I endlessly appreciate it.
Tracklist:
Spliffmatch - @exos_____
Vanta - @hertzcollision
Neural Shift - @unconformist_techno
C Bass - @audio_units
Chimera - @maraxe_official
Stigma Mindset - @janfleck_
Yavo - @undivulgednl
Subterra - @procombo
Untitled 21 - @the.sixth.sense
I don’t wanna wait - @djus.asw
Bring Me Back - @maurer_
Rebellion - @sera__j_music
Symbiosis - @flitsnl, @isajtd
Too Different - @aretam_music
Agora Mesmo- @djdextroofficial
Resentment (Stripped Tool) - @fran__lf
Purga Murga - @__outer909
Dying Sanity - @hadone__
Critical - @djbone313
Sissel & Bass (@perctrax Remix) - @pedermannerfelt
Ephemera- @iampushmann_
Sneakin - @dj.physical
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