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Chase & Status - Pieces Ft Plan B (Soma Bootleg Remix)

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Meditation

SOMA - Meditation (Original Mix)

Thanks everyone we just reach the 3k on ig! Enjoy this present my G! <3

Gracias a todos!! llegamos a los 3k en Ig!! Asi que les dejo un regalito!! Disfruten perris! <3

Let Go

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Soma - Let Go [FREE DOWNLOAD]

artist//
@metanoiaslo
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Sweeping over a landscape of grey-brown sand, the wind evoked a mournful song. Its notes emanated from the forms of the titanic metal figures that stood crumbling throughout this desert of ruin, reverberating within the long cold barrels of the weapons and amidst the hollowed shells of the defeated that had been bored through by the projectiles that those weapons once expelled. Their hulking chassis dwarfed the dwellings that lay worn down surrounding them, the concrete skeleton of a once great metropolis that was now dissolving into the sand. If once there had been humanoid bones here they had long since been buried, watched over silently by the mechanoid guardians that had long ago brought about their violent ends.

Yet even in this most desolate of ruins there still lingered the faint spark of life. After millennia of devastation, the ground had begun to bear forth isolated pockets of green as rain ran down from upon the guardian machines that loomed silently above. In some places too this rain slipped inside of the behemoths, and within the heart of one did a single drop provide the momentary circuit connection necessary for its latent energies to spring to life. With a thunderous roar, the mech’s core began to spin, glowing red hot as it ground centuries of dust into nothingness with the friction of its centrifugal power supply. Its rusted carapace groaned under tensile strain as it hefted itself from its knees, supported by the grip of its weapon as a rudimentary crutch. Now upon its feet, the grand machine withdrew from the sand the barrel of its namesake firearm, hefting its massive six-round cylinder into the air as it checked the status of the ammunition it had held now for time immemorial. Finding purchase within were a pair of mammoth five-hundred-millimeter cartridges, which the mech snapped into the firing chamber as it scanned the surrounding area for targets. Woe be to any who dare to set foot within its domain, for the REVOLVER autonomous weapons system was now back online.

METANOIA make their EATBRAIN debut with REVOLVER, the first EP from a project which sees the return of EATBRAIN alumni Smooth working in concert with his latest collaborator & fellow producer Wooga. Together, the two lead the EATBRAIN horde into the sonic battles of the future, delivering an EP bristling with dancefloor-devastating audio weapons fresh from the minds of this pair of inimitable producers.

Revolver

Metanoia - Honor (Eatbrain 165)

Metanoia - Recoil (Eatbrain 165)

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Strings Nightmare

Soma - Strings Nightmare (Patreon Exclusive)

artist//
@nuvertal
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facebook.com/nuvertaldnb


label//
facebook.com/Eatbra1n
twitter.com/eatbrain_now
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eatbrain.net

Those who remained were hopeless. Around them, the savagery of the world had torn through their cities, their homes, and their communities. Nature's most destructive forces had proven their mastery over the steel-shod constructions that for so long had seemed impervious to harm, as though driven to prove its provenance over the land once more. What had once been safe, bucolic, and welcoming - the very earth itself, had rejected its children. Thus, when the REAPER came, their ears turned readily towards the melodious call of its alien maw. 

The deaths of their compatriots had been torturous, and more were lost to the ensuing cataclysm each day. There was no salvation for the corpses that lay strewn upon the ground, and it was at the beckoning of this mass death that the REAPER had come, heeding the call of a people without hope or home. A being of flesh and alloy alike, its gnarled form seemed to be all that could withstand the apocalyptic conditions that ravaged the world, and thus when a doorway appeared on the chest of its gnarled form, none were surprised when others began to take shelter within. Though they did not return, more entered the doorway on the next day and the day after that, and before long there were scant few who did not await their salvation before the REAPER’s facade. They knew not whether salvation or death lay within, but one thing was certain - no harrowed screams ever escaped the REAPER’s alien form, and for that alone, most all were willing to give themselves up to him. 

NUVERTAL returns to EATBRAIN with REAPER, shepherding the EATBRAIN horde to the dancefloor once more with the destructive rhythms of his second EP on the label and continuing to rise as a champion of cinematic sonics for the label’s faithful.

Written by Gwen Kubik

Reaper

Nuvertal - Reaper (Eatbrain 166)

Nuvertal - Teknocurl (Eatbrain 166)

artist//
@nuvertal
instagram.com/nuvertal
facebook.com/nuvertaldnb

label//
facebook.com/Eatbra1n
twitter.com/eatbrain_now
instagram.com/eatbrain
eatbrain.net

Those who remained were hopeless. Around them, the savagery of the world had torn through their cities, their homes, and their communities. Nature's most destructive forces had proven their mastery over the steel-shod constructions that for so long had seemed impervious to harm, as though driven to prove its provenance over the land once more. What had once been safe, bucolic, and welcoming - the very earth itself, had rejected its children. Thus, when the REAPER came, their ears turned readily towards the melodious call of its alien maw.

The deaths of their compatriots had been torturous, and more were lost to the ensuing cataclysm each day. There was no salvation for the corpses that lay strewn upon the ground, and it was at the beckoning of this mass death that the REAPER had come, heeding the call of a people without hope or home. A being of flesh and alloy alike, its gnarled form seemed to be all that could withstand the apocalyptic conditions that ravaged the world, and thus when a doorway appeared on the chest of its gnarled form, none were surprised when others began to take shelter within. Though they did not return, more entered the doorway on the next day and the day after that, and before long there were scant few who did not await their salvation before the REAPER’s facade. They knew not whether salvation or death lay within, but one thing was certain - no harrowed screams ever escaped the REAPER’s alien form, and for that alone, most all were willing to give themselves up to him.

NUVERTAL returns to EATBRAIN with REAPER, shepherding the EATBRAIN horde to the dancefloor once more with the destructive rhythms of his second EP on the label and continuing to rise as a champion of cinematic sonics for the label’s faithful.

Written by Gwen Kubik

Nuvertal - Brazen Rain (Eatbrain 166)

Nuvertal - Hope It Already Ended (Eatbrain 166)

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@agressorbunx
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https://www.instagram.com/maxnrgmusic/


label//
facebook.com/Eatbra1n
twitter.com/eatbrain_now
instagram.com/eatbrain
eatbrain.net

Darkness had crept over the forest silently, encroaching as the daylight’s shadows had grown longer over the course of the passing year. Its splendorous glades were overgrown with underbrush that twisted and grabbed at the feet of any who dared tread within the wood. Leaves fell from the trees out of season, not golden with the beauty of their age but blackened with an insidious blight that spread through the poisoned insects of the land. In their place, silken spiderwebs crisscrossed the branches of the forest, shimmering under the moonlight with an eerie beauty that masked their true purpose. Deep within these woods, an ancient arachnid evil had awoken, and its appetite for the forest’s creatures was voracious and all-consuming. 

So it was that one of the forest’s most stalwart defenders had become trapped in the webs that had enshrouded her home, her gossamer wings weighed down by the ichor that lined the finely wound threads. As she struggled against these restraints, her fluttering movements reverberated down the web’s strands and summoned the great arachnid beast that lay cloistered at its heart. Of all the forest creatures, the sprites that had once infused the wood with their magic were its most prized prey. With each that it consumed, it came ever closer to full dominion, and their lithe bodies coursed with a vitality that the beast found most satisfying to consume. 

Yet the sprite knew of the spider’s hunger for her kind, and in her struggle for freedom she had steeled herself for its immanent approach. As the eighth of the beast’s many eyes began to peer around a nearby tree, she drew upon every reserve of magic that still lay within the now-accursed wood. With a flash of viridian light, she burst from the web and conjured in her hand a sword of pure primal energy that gleamed emerald against the darkness of the wood. The monstrous spider had ruled over this twisted realm for far too long. The true forest, her forest, was COMING BACK. As she charged in flight towards the arachnid behemoth before her, she swore upon her emerald blade that she would make it so. 

AGRESSOR BUNX unleash their anthemic single “COMING BACK” on EATBRAIN with triumphant flair, melding their long-favored Neurofunk stylings with a valiant melody to create a song set to galvanize the EATBRAIN horde amidst the frenzy of the summer’s festivals and beyond through the long nights to come. 

Written by Gwen Kubik

Coming Back

Agressor Bunx & MaxNRG - Coming Back (Eatbrain 167)

// artist
@l-33-1
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instagram.com/l33dnb

label//
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twitter.com/eatbrain_now
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The frontier settlement was brazen in its construction, built so near to the badland dales as it was by those seeking to make their fortunes mining the rich metal deposits of the hills to the west. Many had flocked to the settlement despite the warnings from those native to the lands surrounding the area of the terrifying creatures that lurked behind the hills, the valleys of which were enchanted with a dark and ancient magic that twisted even the most benign of creatures into unrecognizable and monstrous forms. Many of these peoples had long known of the riches of the hills but had stayed their hands from reaping their bounties, fearing what curse or creature might descend upon them should they do so. Yet the greed of these new hapless individuals was unfettered by fear, or perhaps driven by it within those who had lost everything in their previous homes. Regardless of motive, the town of Gildenhills had sprung into being in less than a fortnight, and as many began to strike their picks and shovels into the black earth of the hills beyond the town stories began to abound of fortunes made with a single swing.

For some time, the boom continued. The town’s population exploded, and its bustling saloons and mercantile stores drowned out the sounds that were uttered in the night. It was first the lone miner who worked late, hoping to strike a vein of gold all their own, whose final scream echoed out from within the tunnel he had bored.  Then it was the cattle that had strayed from the herd, found with few bits of still-warm flesh left clinging to bones that bore the indentations of thousands of teeth. When a full camp of miners disappeared and the sheriff’s posse vanished next, those who had abided longest in the area began to recount stories in the shadowed corners of the saloons. They told varmints whose teeth oozed with pestilence, the chittering sound of which could be heard often between the hills. Some, they said, were big enough to kill a man’s dog all of their own, but tales warned much more fervently of the small ones that gathered in swarms. Shaken, they told of watching their comrades drown underneath a tide of fur and fang, exsanguinated almost instantaneously by the thousand cuts that were so quickly inflicted upon them. No rifle nor revolver carried enough ammunition to cull these beasts, and for those subjected to their unearthly hunger there was neither hope of survival nor recourse of revenge. Thus it was, it seemed, that for every ounce of precious ore extracted from these hills there was a price, a price the HILLRATZ would exact in blood.

L 33 returns to EATBRAIN with HILLRATZ, the latest single from the Bulgarian veteran that teems with swarming sonic energy. Whether dispatched through the churning guitars of the B-side “Give a FK” or the skittering percussion of the single’s title track, L 33 delivers a twin pairing of tracks imbued with everything EATBRAIN excels at offering - sinister, unrestrained, and inimitable Neurofunk. 

Written by Gwen Kubik

Hillratz

L 33 - Hillratz (Eatbrain 168)

L 33 - Give A FK (Eatbrain 168)

//artists

MIDNIGHT CVLT
@midnightcvlt
facebook.com/midnightcvlt/
instagram.com/midnightcvlt
twitter.com/midnightcvlt

Hackwaves
@hackwaves
instagram.com/hackwavesdnb

//label

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twitter.com/eatbrain_now
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The conflagration began innocuously at first, smoldering slowly within the heart of the war-torn city. There beneath its streets, within the drains that ran red with the blood of the slain, a concentrated rage had begun to gather which imbued the surrounding atmosphere with a sourceless and oppressive heat. The wooden pipes were the first to burn, forgotten relics of another age that still lay within the ground. Then came the coal that wound its way in veins through the earth beneath the city. It burned with the avaricious greed of conquest, a mineral remembrance of former sieges endured and those slain over what another possessed. From here, the flame began to lick at the surface of the city, blood red in color. Its undulating tongues lapped at the recent dead, kindling their bodies before they could be buried. It roared with power as it consumed the hastily constructed ramparts and barricades that littered the streets, its rage overpowering the fervor of the attacker and the resoluteness of the defender alike, taking what each had sought to claim as their own in a single fell swoop. 

With each passing day, each rebuffed assault, the BLOODFIRE seemed to consume more and more of the city’s streets. It burned strangely, growing only as death occurred around it and not in response to available fuel. Those who saw this urged the fighting to stop, but their cries fell silent over the roar of gunfire and flame alike that engulfed the city each day. Many of those then turned to the flame, transfixed by its enduring nature. It had become their only constant, and its once oppressive warmth had grown comforting over time. Some, bereaved by loss or broken by conflict began to throw themselves into the fire. It was said that they did not scream, but turned softly to ash within the dark red flame. With these each of these sacrifices, the BLOODFIRE grew. Burn it would until blood there was no more, and within these walls, that essence of vitality flowed eternal. 

MIDNIGHT CVLT joins the EATBRAIN roster with his first solo EP, BLOODFIRE, following his recent collaborative single EP alongside Dub Elements for “My Eyes//Emergency Loop”. With BLOODFIRE, MIDNIGHT CVLT makes an exuberant entrance to the EATBRAIN horde, providing four tracks set to burn their way into their listener’s ears with the fever pitch of their red-hot rhythms. 

Written by Gwen Kubik

Bloodfire

MIDNIGHT CVLT - Bloodfire (Eatbrain 169)

MIDNIGHT CVLT x Hackwaves - Fear (Eatbrain 169)

Automata EP

Choker

Neonlight - Bad Omen - State of Mind Remix

Teddy Killerz - Monsters

Sub Urban - Cradles (SomaOne  Remix)

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