Transmission #011: Persian Jazz
There are no borders in rhythm. Only bridges; strings and horns leaning across cultures, percussion tracing lines where maps fade. Persian Jazz is not a playlist. It is a dialogue.…
Transmission #010: Paper & Echoes
Paper & Echoes Not all stages are lit. Some are hidden in plain sight, behind glass counters and wooden shelves stacked with pens, notebooks, helmets, and toys that refuse to…
Transmission #009: Mystic Valley
Mystic Valley There are no borders here. Only echoes; carried by wind, carved into stone, softened by mist. Mystic Valley is not a playlist. It is an encounter. The oud…
Transmission #008: Cuban Nights
Cuban Nights There are no maps. Only streets; worn smooth by rhythm, by dance, by memory. Cuban Nights is not a playlist. It is a walk through Havana after sundown.…
Transmission #007: Espresso
Espresso There are no rushes here. Only the slow pour; a ribbon of darkness settling into porcelain. Espresso is not a playlist. It’s the measured inhale before the first sip.…
Transmission #006: Mad Men
Mad Men There are no anthems. Only moods, poured over ice, flicked from a match, exhaled in silence. Mad Men isn’t a playlist. It’s an after-hours reel of jazz lounges,…
