"Je suis venue” is not a confession, it’s an apparition. Anissa Boualem arrives in silence, with no hunger, no pleading, just presence. The song weaves between Oran and Paris, between mystery and memory, with the delicate strength of a woman who walks in without asking, and leaves a trace that lingers like perfume in a closed room. Lo-fi meets soul in this spellbinding entry point to her double ballad.

Je suis venue

Glitch hits race against rapid-fire beats, neon flares cut through the mix, and pitched bamboo flute lines twist like light through the alleys. Every note is sampled, spliced, and played to perfection, creating a high-speed chase through Tokyo’s red-light maze a sound both dangerous and intoxicating.

Midnight_Express

Shinjuku (Kabukichō)

The opener teases the past for ten seconds before shifting into the groove of the new era. A slow lo-fi manifesto, full of dusty Rhodes and tension, poetry balanced between stats and soul. Boualem sings it with elegance, turning the refrain into something instantly memorable.

Billions Searching

Romantic but edged with absurdity, this track feels like a dream slipping between sweetness and doubt. Gentle chords and soft percussion underline a refrain that’s both lovely and bittersweet. Cute on the surface, but layered with deeper shades.

Blue

Lovely Things

A spacious opening with Rhodes chords and soft bass, like a slow inhale before the drift begins.

North African Jazzy Laid-back Drift

Abydos

From the spacecraft window, Earth appears distant and fragile. Dark Earl turns this vision into sound, weaving acid techno, dub echoes and Moroccan shadows into a cosmic drift, heavy yet intimate.

Earth Outside My Window

The first human contact. Moussa stands by the wreck, his name etched in Earl’s memory as the desert’s first witness.

Moussa

Rif Kif Dubman’s unreleased demo Never Too Late. A raw Dub Breakbeat Trip-hop experiment, sarcastic in tone, hidden away until now and brought back through rare_version.

Never Too Late

Memory transcends time, weaving emotion into circuits of eternal return. Each fragment of thought becomes a signal, a reflection of the energy preserved in the architecture of existence. Pride fades into patterns, anger dissolves into light, and what remains is the infinite archive of feeling: luminous, magnetic, alive. Between the mechanical and the sacred, the infinite remembers itself, rewriting the silence that once defined it.

Thought Spiral

This is Son of the Wind II, the second album explicitly made in dedication to Hanuman, the foremost servant of Lord Rama. Enjoy!

Samurai 5ive Matt Seb Dan

euphoria

12.3 kHz is an electronic label connecting ten projects in one shared universe from cyberpunk trap and acid techno to darkwave and kawaii glitchcore. Strong concepts, bold visuals, and high-impact production. Each release is its own world.

Abydos

12.3 Khz