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"SID 6581" is a concept album by Siderunda that draws deep inspiration from the golden age of video game soundtracks and retro electronic genres like synthwave and retrowave. With a vibrant neon aesthetic, it transports listeners back to the 80s arcade scene, infusing its melodies with the feel of classic chiptune and the warm analog tones of the legendary Commodore 64 SID 6581 sound chip.

This album merges the synth-heavy, driving beats of outrun music with the complexity of J.S. Bach's compositions. Siderunda uses this classical influence to add depth, weaving baroque-inspired counterpoints into energetic pop arrangements. The result is a uniquely textured sound that feels both nostalgic and fresh: shimmering synths, pulsating basslines, and a touch of elegance that hints at Bach’s structural sophistication.

Each track balances catchy 80s-style pop hooks with a layered retro-futuristic ambiance. Siderunda’s vocals blend with lush synths, creating a soundscape that’s both cinematic and evocative, making “SID 6581” a perfect homage to a bygone era, with a contemporary twist that celebrates the roots of electronic music.

SID 6581

SID 04 Fly High to the Sun

Terra Nullius

The ship trembled as the Vantoth vessel latched onto them with a tractor beam, dragging them in like prey caught in a web. Neon clenched her fists, forcing herself to stay grounded. The air in the cabin felt thin, and the walls seemed to close in around her as the situation spiraled.

“Time’s ticking, Thorne,” the voice on the comm crackled again. “You have one chance to comply.”

Thorne exhaled slowly, his hands steady on the controls. “Let’s not keep them waiting,” he muttered, switching off the comm. He turned to Neon, his expression unreadable. “Here’s the deal: when we step out, keep the Coranthium hidden until I give you the signal.”

“What signal?” Neon asked sharply, her pulse quickening.

“You’ll know it,” he replied, his voice annoyingly cryptic.

“That’s not reassuring.”

“It’s the best I can do,” Thorne shot back. “Trust me on this.”

Her eyes narrowed, but there was no time to argue. The ship’s airlock hissed open, the oppressive silence replaced by the echo of heavy boots clanging against metal. Neon felt the weight of their presence before she saw them—the Vantoth boarding party entered, their figures shadowed in the dim light of the docking bay. They moved with an unnatural precision, their dark armor glinting ominously.

A tall figure emerged at the forefront, his helmet etched with intricate patterns that shimmered faintly, a testament to his rank. “Thorne,” he drawled, his voice cutting through the air like a blade. “You’ve made things… inconvenient.”

Thorne stepped forward, his body language calm but coiled, like a predator waiting for the right moment to strike. “I prefer the term ‘creative problem-solving.’ You want the Coranthium? Let’s talk terms.”

The leader tilted his head, the faintest suggestion of amusement breaking through his stern demeanor. “Terms?” He gestured at the ship with a gauntleted hand. “You’re hardly in a position to bargain.”

Thorne smirked. “Aren’t I? You know how unstable the Coranthium can be in the wrong hands. Do you really want to risk a detonation this close to your ship?”

Neon’s breath caught. Was that bluff or truth? Thorne’s calm delivery made it impossible to tell.

The Vantoth leader took a step closer, the air around him seeming to grow colder. “You’re bold, Thorne. I’ll give you that. But we both know your tricks only last so long.” His gaze shifted briefly to Neon. “And who’s this? Your insurance policy?”

Neon held his stare, forcing herself not to flinch. “I’m the one who decides how this plays out,” she said, her voice icy. “You want the Coranthium? Let him speak.”

The leader chuckled, a low, humorless sound. “Interesting. Very well, Thorne. You have two minutes to impress me—or this negotiation ends.”

Thorne nodded, his expression unreadable. “You’ll want to listen closely.” He glanced at Neon, the faintest flicker of something—reassurance?—in his eyes.

And then he began to weave his lie.

Motel Dreams

gonna find my only friend i go and say i found the only friend i know
and i couldn't find the path i know instead i walked another life i owe
and all the fear i said i saw i'd never live i never said i'd go
to another place i saw the love i went to save the stars that night i know

and i found love  
on my side 
and i never let it go
and it came time
to light the light 
and it came from you
and im tryin
to find it

so i stop and see the light this time and i look and see my thoughts they start to flow
and i shouldn't watch things line by line and i should of did this years not months ago
and i can hear the peace that sound is like the only one i said id show
to live and see this other world and love the days that i could never know.

and there it goes another side another line that says that ill be free
and i wouldn't try another life and i wouldn't like another side of me
so i can see this love i thought id never find it in a scary dream
and then i watched it come alive and said i think its supposed to look like me 



Tryin To Find It

Kibeatzer & Nick Ray - Quest for Peace (Mario Ickert aka Marick Remix)

XO TOUR (ICEBOY PABLO EDIT)

Something new to share with you, and it’s a bit of a shift from my usual sound.
With my wife’s pregnancy, I found myself drawn to making more peaceful, ambient music—something calming for her, for our baby, and soon, for you. Instead of beats and samples, I’ve been working with real instruments (with piano and organ recorded in Bøler kirke in Oslo), field recordings from the Norwegian wilderness (thanks to my brother-in-law), and subtle white noise textures.
It’s different, but it feels right. Beginning by previewing tracks on Soundcloud, with a wider release on all the usual streaming platforms and Bandcamp later in the year. I’d love for you to hear it.

Hair on Fire

City Night Drive is a track that brings you back to the 80's.

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This is collaboration with @interplain

City Night Drive

Begonia - Fleursonseaux
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Begonia

The Jeremias Langsämmer Ensemble – Love Dying... Sound Of Crying

A meditation on impermanence and sorrow, Love Dying... Sound Of Crying is a hauntingly intimate contemporary chamber piece, weaving together the delicate resonance of harp, the melancholic depth of cello, and the fragile introspection of piano. Recorded in an intentionally lo-fi aesthetic, the piece embraces the raw beauty of imperfection—each creak of the instrument, each breath between notes, a ghostly echo of loss and longing.

With its minimalist structure and deeply atmospheric textures, the composition unfolds like a quiet lament, evoking distant memories and unspoken farewells. The harp’s cascading arpeggios shimmer like fading light, the cello’s aching vibrato lingers in the air, while the piano’s muted tones pulse softly, as if whispering through the cracks of time.

A piece as delicate as a dying ember, as heavy as the weight of absence—Love Dying... Sound Of Crying is an elegy for love lost, a moment of stillness within the noise of the world.

Love Dying... Sound Of Crying by The Jeremias Langsämmer Ensemble [Contemporary Chamber Music]

this track is based on haendel's sarabande (HWV 437) from 1733, enriched with electronic sounds and drums. this track can be broadly categorized into the trance genre, seamlessly blending classical influences into a modern sound.

sarabande

Lavender

The Forgotten City

Dataset

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Keep Your Head Up

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!

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