Fluid sax melodies glide over airy textures, carried by subtle percussion in a weightless flow.

North African Jazzy Laid-back Drift

Canopus

A cinematic escape through glitching skies. The track begins almost like spoken poetry over deep bass, then builds with arpeggiated synths into a surreal drop where chords shimmer in purple light. It feels like a drive into a world where memory and color merge.

Neon Highways

Purple Waves

An instrumental shaped by shimmering arpeggios and wide pads. Its rising build and euphoric climax create the sensation of memories dissolving into speed. Even without lyrics, it conveys nostalgia and acceleration.

Memory Fade

A high-energy instrumental where metallic synths pulse like engines firing. The rhythm is relentless, with layers of chrome-bright arpeggios and pounding bass. A track that feels like pure speed, as if the listener is inside the mechanics of the race.

Chrome Pulse

Minimal but deadly, built on pounding 808s and ghostly chops.

Dr0pit

Drop It

Ms-Dos Dealer


J’ai bu ton nom is the first absurd anthem from Intolérence. OldNEO’s fractured electronics meet Bob Salim’s voice in a strange ritual where words lose their meaning and sound becomes intoxication. It is not about logic. It is about delirium, obsession and the pleasure of breaking language apart until only rhythm remains.

Intolérence is born from the encounter between Moroccan DJ OldNEO and French singer Bob Salim. Two voices from different horizons, united by a need to break through limits.

OldNEO carries the weight of heritage, bending Andalusian echoes and classical muwashshah into electronic landscapes built on breakbeat, darkcore, and drum & bass. Bob Salim brings a sharp French lyricism, a voice that cuts between chant and poetry, intimate and violent at the same time.

Their music is not polite. It grows from conflict, from the refusal of silence, from the fracture between cultures and generations. Intolérence crafts soundscapes where Arabic modes and French words face each other, overlap, and collide.

The result is raw, unsettling, and magnetic. A band that does not hide behind masks, but steps forward with noise, tension, and beauty, uncompromising and direct.

J’ai bu ton nom

The Myth brings The Bartenders and Emma Hope into a space where verse and sound move together. The text is written less as a story than as fragments of reflection, moving between images of love, time, and the cycles of existence. The delivery is closer to spoken cadence than to song, touched by Emma Hope’s voice that carries both clarity and restraint.

The music remains understated, shaped to hold the words rather than overwhelm them. It opens a quiet frame where language becomes texture, and where meaning is left deliberately unresolved.

The Myth

This Is the Second Remix of the Series and It Takes a Special Place in My Hearth ;)

The Vocals, The Groove, The Bass and All the Sounds are Meant to Evolve in What Became, In My Opinion, a Beautiful Journey.

I Hope It Touches Something In You as It Does to Me.

qP

J’ai bu ton nom

90dB Project