117418, г. Москва,
ул. Гарибальди, д. 36
ст. м. Новые Черемушки
График работы:
Пн-Вс: 10:00 - 22:00
If you heard this on a stream or social media, search "Hightide Scat Lunch Break sample" on WhoSampled, or check Bandcamp tags: #vaporwave #mallsoft #slushwave .
: Give your eyes a break from screens and take some time to relax. Read a book, listen to music, or chat with a friend. Hightide Scat Lunch Break
Studies at the University of Westminster found that just 15 minutes of vocal improvisation increases creative output by 60% for the subsequent two hours. When paired with the "hightide" timing (roughly 4 hours after waking), the effect doubles. If you heard this on a stream or
Furthermore, performing scat at high tide (literal or metaphorical) is a form of sympathetic magic: when the water is fullest, you empty your own head. Studies at the University of Westminster found that
So tomorrow at high noon (and high tide), consider pausing. Open your mouth. And let out a cheerful "Skibbidy-bop." Your inner tide will thank you.
The rhythmic crunch of heavy boots on smooth, sun-baked shale was the only sound besides the distant, heavy breath of the ocean. Elias and Maya had been pushing their pace for hours, navigating a rugged, breathtaking stretch of the Pacific coast where the land desperately fought to hold its ground against the sea.
If you heard this on a stream or social media, search "Hightide Scat Lunch Break sample" on WhoSampled, or check Bandcamp tags: #vaporwave #mallsoft #slushwave .
: Give your eyes a break from screens and take some time to relax. Read a book, listen to music, or chat with a friend.
Studies at the University of Westminster found that just 15 minutes of vocal improvisation increases creative output by 60% for the subsequent two hours. When paired with the "hightide" timing (roughly 4 hours after waking), the effect doubles.
Furthermore, performing scat at high tide (literal or metaphorical) is a form of sympathetic magic: when the water is fullest, you empty your own head.
So tomorrow at high noon (and high tide), consider pausing. Open your mouth. And let out a cheerful "Skibbidy-bop." Your inner tide will thank you.
The rhythmic crunch of heavy boots on smooth, sun-baked shale was the only sound besides the distant, heavy breath of the ocean. Elias and Maya had been pushing their pace for hours, navigating a rugged, breathtaking stretch of the Pacific coast where the land desperately fought to hold its ground against the sea.
