Agentics Classics

Aurora of Light (Preview)

Cosmic Inferno

"Lost in Eternity" is a captivating progressive trance track that takes you on a journey through deep bass lines, ethereal melodies, and cosmic soundscapes. Perfect for those late-night drives or moments of introspection, this track promises to immerse you in a timeless sonic experience. Let the rhythm guide you as you get lost in the endless expanse of sound

Lost in Eternity

Pre-Release - Full version Coming Soon! 🔥

A bouncy progressive trance journey that will take you on a sonic adventure. Get ready to lose yourself in pulsating rhythms and soaring melodies. This track blends the energetic spirit of trance with progressive elements for a fresh, modern sound.

Incognito (Sample)

Incantations (Sample)

A powerful and immersive track - truly one of the best pieces I've  produced ❤‍🔥 Fading Reflection is a journey through sound, a progressive trance masterpiece that takes you to the depths of emotion and back. With sweeping melodies, hypnotic rhythms, and deep atmospheric tones, this track captures the feeling of losing oneself in the vastness of time and space. Let the beats carry you through the fading reflection of your own thoughts  🌌✨

Fading Reflection - Original Mix

Rhythmic Frequency

Amp Age is a high-voltage sonic surge, packed with raw energy and futuristic vibes. This track pulses with electric rhythms, where time bends and sound reigns supreme. Each beat ignites a charge, pulling listeners into a neon-lit world of amplified power. Brace yourself for the impact—Amp Age is the soundtrack of an electrified era, where the music doesn’t just play, it amplifies your senses ⚡🔊

AmpAge

The day has come to drop the FULL RELEASE of Incantations❤️‍🔥

Fire track 🔥😁💥

Incantations

Robotic modulation orchestrating oscillations rotation chronic sonic vibrations shaking the tonic foundation

Fluctuation

Thanks for the inspiration @habemos, had fun with this one!🔥

Original: https://soundcloud.com/habemos/habemos-might-surprise-master

Might Surprise - AgentiX x Habemos

Rhythmic Rebellion

Beat Street Sonata

Neshima

The Original that inspired this: https://soundcloud.com/deltaoctagon/delta-rising :)

Rise of Delta

Rise of Delta - Delta Octagon X Agentic Records

The Shaman Returns

Utopia

Babylon (Original Mix)

BIOMASS

Agentic Records presents - NeXuS 
Artist: AgentiX

🌀 It all started in a basement, somewhere between 1997 and a future that hasn’t yet arrived. A sentient modem awakens — its dial-up screech a sacred chant. You’re not just logging into the internet; you’re logging into existence itself. This is NeXuS: a throbbing, interdimensional banger that slaps harder than a glitch in the space-time continuum.

As the bassline drops, ancient servers buried beneath Silicon Valley come back online. Forgotten gods of bandwidth stir from their digital tombs. The vibes are so strong that Elon Musk's toaster tweets on its own, while pigeons in London suddenly gain Wi-Fi. Meanwhile, in a distant galaxy, an alien DJ mutters, "Bro, this slaps."

With every synth stab, timelines bend, colliding like caffeinated electrons at a rave hosted by Schrödinger’s cat. There's an afterparty in the fourth dimension, and YOU'RE the guest of honor. Expect paradoxes, wormholes, and possibly an accidental summoning of the guy who invented HTML (he's chill, though).

This is your magnum opus. It’s not just a track — it’s the NeXuS between reality and a dancefloor that never ends.

NeXuS

Deep in the forgotten forests where techno goblins throw raves under bio-luminescent toadstools, a lone sorceress of sound weaves her most forbidden spell. With a single flick of her wrist, the baseline rises like a dragon from the depths - smoky, serpentine, and slightly vengeful. The drop hits harder than a kingdom-wide sleeping curse, rattling the bones of enchanted ravers and waking up eldritch beings that should not be woken up.

Some say this track was found inside a haunted vinyl pressed in the 13th century. Others whisper that it was forged in the depths of a cursed Ableton session, where every synth was possessed by a mischievous demon. Either way, one thing is clear: Maleficent’s Bass Hex isn’t just music - it’s a dark spell, disguised as a banger.

Maleficent

Maleficent (Dantra Music Therapy - AgentiX Remix)

Fractality (Dantra Tantsa - AgentiX Remix)

Late one Tuesday night in a forgotten quadrant of the cerebral cortex, a miniature rave erupted inside the skull of a narcoleptic philosopher. The air crackled with electrochemical whispers as dopamine rode in on a unicycle, juggling serotonin and existential dread. Somewhere near the hippocampus, a tiny jazz band of bioluminescent shrimp played Miles Davis covers backwards while a crowd of mitochondria moshed politely under strobe lights made of pure memory.

At the center of it all stood Synapse Prime - wearing a velour bathrobe and wielding a neural transmitter like a disco wand. Each beat of the track fired through your neurons like a squirrel shot from a confetti cannon, bouncing off dendrites, lighting up synaptic vesicles, and making your frontal lobe consider a career in interpretive dance.

As the drop hit, a spontaneous wormhole opened in the corpus callosum, and out stepped Kevin - the aforementioned octopus bartender - armed with a double espresso martini and a very long monologue about jazz fusion. Somewhere in the distance, a chorus of glial cells harmonized the secrets of the universe, only to be drowned out by the bassline and a rogue dolphin on turntables.

This isn’t just music. It’s a full-brain seizure of groove.
Plug in. Spasm. Transcend. 🧠⚡🕺

Synapses (Original Mix)

Original: https://soundcloud.com/earphonic/lights-out-2

At precisely 3:03 AM, every streetlamp in the city blinked three times and then vanished. Not turned off - gone. In their place hovered translucent jellyfish, humming Gregorian trap hymns from the 34th century. Somewhere in a basement padded with spaghetti noodles and disco posters, a sleep-deprived possum named Greg booted up Ableton on a laptop powered entirely by static electricity and raw regret.

As Greg dropped the first beat, time folded like a poorly-made burrito. Babies in utero started dancing the Charleston. A swarm of sentient Roombas began forming synchronized flash mobs in Walmart parking lots. In Antarctica, a lone scientist paused, removed his headphones, and muttered, “They’ve done it. They’ve turned off reality.”

Meanwhile, across five dimensions, an intergalactic council of rave goats convened. They tapped their hooves, approved the transmission, and launched the track directly into Earth's subconscious. The lights may be out... but the rave is ON.

For fans of: sentient machinery, deep space rituals, and blackout-level basslines.
Warning: May cause spontaneous enlightenment, neighbor complaints, and inexplicable goat sightings.

Agentic Earphonics

Lights Out

Earphonic - Lights Out (AgentiX Remix)

Krypronite

Kryptonite

Agentic Records presents <-> CIRCLES 
-> AgentiX

In the 19th quadrant of an interdimensional parking garage, under a pulsating orb known only as Steve, a sentient Roomba named Gerald achieved enlightenment after licking a geometry textbook. This Roomba, now known across galaxies as “The Custard Prophet,” began spinning in perfect concentric circles - forever. Scholars called it madness. The squirrels of Neptune called it jazz.

Meanwhile, deep beneath an abandoned IKEA in rural Finland, a cult of rhythmic hamsters danced endlessly in formation, summoning a portal made entirely of Greek yogurt and old dubstep vinyls. As the clock struck “banana,” the portal opened, vomiting out an ancient rave - one from the pre-mammalian era - where trilobites once headbanged in viscous oceans to subaquatic techno.

Now, with the moon in retro-crab and Mercury accidentally stuck in a vending machine, the time is ripe. You, dear listener, must don the ceremonial crocs, hold the sacred USB stick, and enter the Eternal Circle. As the bass spins tighter and tighter, you’ll find yourself looped into an endless auditory spiral made of bassoons, soup cans, and your third-grade art teacher’s unresolved psychic energy.

You don’t listen to this track. You become it.
Round and round we go. Forever. For dairy. For destiny. 🌀

<-CIRCLES->

Agentic Records presents
VANDETA - Organic -> AgentiX Remix

On the 37th day of the Martian kale uprising, a rogue sound alchemist known only as AgentiX parachuted into the interdimensional compost heap armed with nothing but a USB stick and a half-eaten burrito humming with unstable frequencies. Beneath a sky swirling with sentient pesto clouds and bioluminescent legumes, he found it -> “Organic”, the forbidden VANDETA seed-track, still pulsing with raw chlorophyllic potential.

But this was no ordinary remix. No sir. This was a sonic fermentation ritual performed inside a glowing kombucha geyser while raccoons in tactical gear dropped basslines with military precision. Flutes were reversed. Bass was inverted and emotionally unstable. At one point, the hi-hats achieved sentience and began arguing with the snare over existential dread.

As the track reached its crescendo, a twelve-story zucchini burst through the crust of reality, screaming drum fills into the void. The Vatican, unprompted, issued a statement. A single tomato in the crowd wept.

You’ve heard organic. Now hear what happens when organic is fed nothing but rave lasers and Enlightenment salad dressing.

Welcome to AgentiX’s Remix: the one where the vegetables fight back. 🥦

VANDETA -> Organic (AgentiX Remix) 💀🔥

Agentic Records presents -> AgentiX - FREEDOM

In the shimmering heat haze of a dimension shaped entirely like denim, a lone stallion with laser-cut cheekbones and a mane made of pure VHS static races across the plains of temporal spaghetti. This is not just any stallion. This is Stallion Silhouette - a freedom-powered shadow creature born from a cowboy's dream and a malfunctioning fax machine during the 1987 rodeo moon landing.

He gallops not on hooves, but on eight-wheeled rollerblades, pursued by an elite squad of libertarian flamingos wearing Bluetooth headsets and yelling something about “the sacred geometry of nacho cheese.” Every beat drop is a hoofbeat in reverse. Every synth squeal is a cactus exploding in slow motion. Every clap is the sound of a thousand bureaucratic forms being set on fire with a wink from the Cosmic Ranger.

By the time the bridge hits, a wormhole opens in a jukebox, and out rides a translucent Abraham Lincoln riding a Segway made of dolphins, high-fiving the sky and screaming “LET THE HORSE BE WILD!”

AgentiX -> FREEDOM

AgentiX - Dystopia  (Original Mix)

AgentiX -> The Illusion of Is

Agentic Records presents -> AgentiX - Pranayama

Dawn on the Gold Coast. Sassy the Sasquatch rocks up in sunnies, declares breathwork o’clock: sip air through a didgeridoo, hold it like a magpie’s secret, exhale so slow the streetlights yawn. Reality wobbles. Enter the trippa snippa-part mower, part laser pointer-neatly trimming the hedges of your expectations. Chakras get mullets, a shopping trolley becomes an altar, and smoke alarms applaud the lion’s breath finale. Moral from Coach Sassy: keep the snippa oiled, breathe when life gets crunchy, and always respect the exhale.

AgentiX - Pranayama

 🌀 Agentic Records presents -> Geometric Monk 
- AgentiX 

Geometric Monk

AgentiX - Geometric Monk

🌀 Agentic Records presents -> Lucid  => AgentiX 

AgentiX => Lucid

AgentiX - AYIN

Agenic Records presents -> 🌀 Hysteria

Artist: AgentiX

Hysteria

AgentiX -> Hysteria 🌀

Agentic Records presents  - 🌀 Merlin 🌀

=> Artist: AgentiX

In the year 1223 A.D. (After Disco), in the mystical land of Caffeine-on-the-Thames, a bearded man with a robe made entirely of expired bus tickets was stirring a cauldron filled with Red Bull, glitter, and broken VHS tapes. His name? MERLIN. Yes, that Merlin - but after the whole “sword in the stone” thing, he got really into EDM and started summoning creatures from the Fifth Dimension using dubstep and defunct microwaves.

During a particularly chaotic open-mic night at the Royal Arcade of Mysticism, Merlin - buzzing off three potions of Monster Energy and half a falafel - accidentally conjured a Toaster Dragon, a molten-chrome beast that ejects 47 slices of flaming sourdough every time it sneezes. The dragon immediately declared war on the concept of breakfast.

As flaming bagels rained from the sky, ancient druids frantically Googled “how to reverse wizard-induced carbocalypse” on enchanted tablets made of moss. Meanwhile, a bassline deeper than the Mariana Trench echoed through the Forest of Mild Disappointment, causing owls to start krumping and squirrels to spontaneously form a jazz-funk fusion band.

Somewhere between a portal opening to the Land of Eternal Raves and Merlin riding the dragon into a Wetherspoons chanting “AVOCADO IS A CONSTRUCT,” the bass dropped so hard Stonehenge briefly turned into a functioning slot machine.

This track is not a spell. It’s a prophecy. Listen wisely, or risk being lightly toasted. 🔥🍞🐉


AgentiX - Merlin

Agentic Records presents:  AgentiX - PRIMORDIAL  

🌀 Before time learned how to count, the bass already knew your name.

Long before clocks were invented and even longer before anyone had the bad idea of inventing meetings, the universe was a damp, bubbling mistake. A thick, enthusiastic broth of lava, plankton, regret, and vibes sloshed around in the dark, whispering unfinished thoughts to itself. This was the primordial era - no rent, no emails, just molecules freelancing aggressively.

Somewhere at the bottom of the cosmic saucepan, a beat began to form. Not on purpose. Never on purpose. It oozed. It seeped. It crawled out of a puddle with too many legs and no sense of rhythm, then immediately developed rhythm out of spite. Single-celled organisms started nodding. Multi-celled ones formed a committee and agreed the drop was inevitable.

A lightning bolt struck the soup like an unpaid intern with something to prove. Amino acids moshed. Algae learned to scream. A suspiciously sentient blob discovered reverb and used it irresponsibly. This was not evolution - it was a rave that accidentally became biology.

As the bassline thickened, continents drifted closer just to feel something. Volcanoes synced to the tempo. The ocean frothed harder, not angry, just excited. Somewhere in the sludge, the first creature crawled onto land, looked around, and immediately went back because the acoustics were better underwater.

This track is that moment. The moment before thought. Before language. Before anyone decided silence was acceptable. It’s the sound of life waking up hungover, asking “what the fuck is happening?” and then dancing anyway.



PRIMORDIAL

σοφός

Welcome to Agentic Records! 

I’m a trance producer with a passion for producing both progressive, psytrance and hiphop   

Making music makes me happy, and so my goal is simple - to capture the energy I feel when making each track and have that carry through to the listener

My music is all about bringing good energy, with upbeat, bouncy vibes that make people feel good. It’s a deep part of who I am, and I’m grateful to have your support along the way.

Agentic Records

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