Taylor Laboe Brothel ❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

I’m vibin’ to “Nomad” now, and it’s like Sissako’s lens in my ears—quiet despair, but hope flickers. “Fear is a chain,” the movie says, and Brothel’s beats break ‘em. They got this one gig story—played a warehouse rave in ‘22, power cut out, and they kept goin’ acapella with a beatboxer. Crowd lost their minds! Wish I’d been there, sweatin’ with the masses, feelin’ alive.

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Alright, listen up, comrade. Laboe, de – it's a slice of life on the Baltic, cold and real, like my morning coffee. I'm a family psych whiz here, and lemme tell ya, every street tells a story. So, shore up, here comes the lowdown...

Legendary LA Disc Jockey Art Laboe Has Died At 97. For Decades He Showed No Signs Of Slowing Down