rayperez's RECommendations
- Good Morning
- epic theme
- deus ex machina
All the messages, songs and remixes that you are all doing for Niko are just beautiful, so I decided to make this video with some of the amazing records that we are doing for him, sorry if I missed somebody, but I resourced as much as I can, but I just want to say that all your records are just amazing!
RIP dear Niko! We'll miss you. Inky, we love you girl!!!
Niko wrote this in a card he and inky sent to me about a month ago, but I'm pretty sure he would want to say this to everyone. <3
stay awesome, guys.
ps- i've posted this everywhere so sorry if you've seen this once or twice or a billion times.
- Too Much Urbana
It might be love.
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you spread your heart so far and wide that you can never truly die |
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He was a hearter. If you know nothing else about Nico, know that. He was a hearter. He spent almost two years on hitrecord giving us hearts for the artwork we created. His personal record count numbered only six, but he hearted 2,309 records. That amounts to more than 3 records per day for almost two years. Nico said goodbye to the sun on May 23rd. He left behind a family, friends, a woman who loved him. And he also left behind a community here on hitrecord - a community who loved him and was lucky enough to receive his 2,309 hearts, 2,309 bits of encouragement, positivity and love. 2,309 bits of Nico. It has been said that art is a way to circumvent mortality, a way to leave a piece of yourself behind in this world after you’ve walked gently into that good night. Nico would be the first to tell you that he was not an artist. But with respect to Nico, I disagree. I like to think that every time you heart a record here on hitrecord, you’re giving the community a little piece of your own heart, a piece that resonates softly, but never silently. We have 2,309 pieces of Nico’s heart here on hitrecord. And those pieces will never be silent. Stop and listen. I bet you can hear them ringing. Wherever you are, be it Hawaii, Florida, Great Britain, Russia, India – I bet you can hear those 2,309 hearts ringing like wind chimes caught in a gentle breeze on a quiet summer night. And however loud it might get, however dissonant the chaos might clang, if you stop and listen, they will always be there. Because, you see, hearting was Nico’s art. He was a hearter. |
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