A journey for your ears and mind across a sonic tapestry by one of Jakarta’s finests, Ffonz.
Irma graces us a mix of vintage Indonesian disco.
It's summertime in Berlin. Even after the clock hits 9 pm, the Sun is still high up in the sky and fills the streets with citrus color, shining over the cracked walls peppered with stains and dripped paints of graffiti. This is the mix for that.
Mr. Spliff swung by Jakarta and Berlin, like the irresponsible antiviral hooligan that he is, created a “Ramadan Mixtape for my homies”.