🎵 uprooted GARZ & frasmo
[@officialgarz , @lefrasmo ]
May 15, 1948 — The Nakba. The mass displacement of Palestinians from their homes and land. 78 years later, the loss, exile, and struggle are still ongoing.
This isn’t just our story. It’s the story of countless Palestinian families still carrying the pain of displacement across generations.
May Allah grant mercy upon all the martyrs, accept them among the righteous, heal the wounded, and bring patience and strength to every grieving heart. May justice and liberation come soon, Insha’Allah. 🤲🏽
Produced by: frasmo
Video by: frasmo
For me, vinyl records are therapeutic; they’re an escape from the digital world and the disturbances of modern life.
Playing a vinyl record is a grounding experience. Removing the record from the sleeve, placing it on the turntable, and gently dropping the needle makes the experience immersive.
Each record has a story; where I bought it, why I bought it.
I was fortunate enough to find my way to vinyl early on in my life. My first record I ever bought was Wu Tang Clan’s ‘Protect Ya Neck’ in the late 90s. Since then, I have collected hundreds of records from different places.
An LP is large. It takes up space, not just on my shelves, but in my life. It exists, it has weight. It weighs in my hands, but also in my heart.
The act of listening to music on vinyl forces you to slow down, the way art should be consumed.
FREE PALESTINE 🇵🇸
FREE CONGO 🇨🇩
FREE SUDAN 🇸🇩
FREE ALL PEOPLE SUFFERING UNDER OCCUPATION
I love you and you are forever on my mind.
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🎵 tides
This isn’t just a song—it’s a memory. A reflection of who we are, where we come from, and what we carry. Not only as Palestinians, but as people. This is for anyone who’s known pressure, loss, resilience, and the will to keep going.
Love and solidarity to the beautiful people of Sudan, Congo, Iran, Syria, Lebanon, and all communities living under occupation or constant threat to their livelihood.
Like the tide, we endure. We return. We rise.
Grateful for all of you. If this resonated with you, drop some love in the comments.
Produced by: frasmo
Video by: frasmo
✊ 20 years of brotherhood, resistance, and music — today it all comes together in Sumud.
I met my brother Firas — aka DJ Frost, aka @lefrasmo — over 20 years ago, probably on MySpace lol. Since then we’ve toured together, performed for our beloved Palestinian community across the U.S., and built a bond rooted in trust, love, and a shared mission: to use our voices, turntables, and beats to raise awareness for our people’s struggle.
From day one, we’ve been steadfast in that purpose. Our passion for making music as a call to action has never wavered. We love our people. We fight for their dignity. And we’ve spent our lives advocating for their freedom.
A few weeks ago, Frasmo released the instrumental for Sumud. The moment I pressed play, I felt a flood of pain, determination, and raw emotion. Hearing the voice of the great Ghassan Kanafani in the intro — words spoken in the 70s but resonating as if they were recorded today — brought me to my knees in tears and prayer. I knew this was special. I knew I had to lend my voice.
Though we’ve known each other for decades, this is actually our first official collaboration. And it feels like it was meant to happen now. This song is 20 years in the making — born from friendship, resistance, and an unshakable love for our people.
Thank you all for your love, your support, and for taking the time to listen. It means everything.
Sumud is out now on all platforms. May it move you, break you open, and give you strength to keep resisting one of the most criminal acts of our time. All proceeds will be donated to humanitarian organizations for Palestine. 🇵🇸🤲
🎵 sumud
Sumud (صمود) translates to steadfastness, but for Palestinians it carries a far deeper meaning; the unwavering resilience to exist, resist, and remain rooted to the land despite oppression, displacement, and violence.
It is the powerful act of refusing to be erased, no matter the force that tries to uproot us.
The vocal sample from Ghassan Kanafani, recorded in the 1970s, embodies the spirit of sumud. His words, spoken decades ago, still echo with painful relevance today. It’s a testament to how little has changed in the Palestinian reality and how enduring our struggle has been.
Over 200 members of my own family were killed. None of them were Hamas, none were “terrorists,” and none fit the propaganda the West so readily consumes. They were mothers, fathers, children - human beings with dreams, careers, and ambitions for a peaceful life. Their only “crime” was being Palestinian.
We mourn them, alongside the countless beautiful souls martyred, each one a thread in the fabric of our homeland’s story. And yet, in their memory, we hold tight to sumud. We pray for better days ahead, and for a global awakening that will finally see, hear, and act for justice.
Produced by: frasmo
ALLOW ME TO DEMONSTRATE THE SKILL OF SHAOLIN 🥷🏾 👐🏽
Flipped one of my favorite records on a beat I made. Blending tracks always takes me back to my DJing days!
📼 Creating these reels takes time
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I received this incredibly meaningful gift from an Iraqi war veteran. I met him when I went to pick up a couch he listed on OfferUp in Georgia. What started as a quick exchange turned into a deep conversation that lasted about an hour.
While I was packing the couch in his living room, I noticed something unexpected among his collection of medals and military memorabilia, an Islamic prayer rug.
I asked him if he was Muslim. He said no, but how he has great respect for his Muslim brothers and sisters. Intrigued, I continued to ask him about it, and his response was profound. He shared the story of how, during his time serving in Iraq, he was gifted the rug by a local who wanted him to have it as a symbol of peace. He explained how, despite being trained to view these people as enemies, he was moved by their kindness and hospitality.
He spoke so warmly about the people, emphasizing how they treated him with love and respect, even in the midst of conflict.
It’s a powerful reminder of the humanity that can exist even in the most difficult of circumstances and the connections that can be formed despite the barriers that divide us.
At the end of our exchange, as I was loading up the couch in the truck, he brought it out to me, seeing that I appreciated its significance and the story behind it. I’m honored to use it as my prayer rug.
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