This is so fckn great and vibey. Awesome work

Tons of deep bass with soothing guitar melodies and dreamy vocals for all you insomniacs.
music composer Fernando Melo
Guitar melodies Fernando Melo
assistant producers Paula Melo, Isabella Toquica

Insomnia

Loss. Is hard. Its never easy.

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Loss

A track from my album Pulse of the Machine:
https://djtransaction.bandcamp.com/album/pulse-of-the-machine-album Made entirely on my Roland Fantom. No samples, no computer, pure synthesizer workstation. This is the 3rd synth pop song in my album. It is supposed to sound cute and melodic. 
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Pulse of the Machine

Nanobytes

Nanobytes (trance)original

Classic, Contemporary; Dance & House Jams

1 - Love & Dance - Argy
2 - Chicane - Offshore
3 - Love & Dance - Argy
4 - Yamore - Moblack, Salif Keita, Benja & Greg Elenis
5 - Skin Deep - Dusky
6 - Oh Honey - Angelo Ferreri
7 - Forever - DJ Spen & Reelsoul ft Cleveland .P. Jones
8 - Give It Up - Havoc & Lawn ft Jinadu
9 -Hide U - Sandy Rivera & Rae
10 -Promise Me - Husky
11 -Can't Get Enough - Angelo Ferreri, Jonik & Spook
12 -I Can't Do Without You (Original Mix) - Supernova
13 -Sangue De  Beirona - Cesaria Evora
14 -Love With You - Apexape
15 -About Me - T. Markakis
16 -Starving - Stuart G ft Olive
17 -Marvins Touch - T. Markakis
18 -It Feels So Good - Simone Vitullo & Cammora

DJ Reg's Dance Mix 9

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At Neon Lightspeed - Part One

Entropy Machine

This is my new pop/ dance track with beautiful female AI vocals. Lyrics are created by myself.

Out on all streaming platforms and distribution sites now.

https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/track/4je2AUc025HKkjg7eLlWLm?si=3fb24c5a91e043e6

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Arctic Circle [out on Spotify now]

Existence is Bluep

Liquid TOLLE is a meditative liquid drum & bass journey into presence — a gentle unfolding of attention, breath, and quiet awe. Each track is a doorway into the Now: the air on your fingers, the rhythm in your chest, the stillness behind your thoughts, the warmth of being held by the ground. Spoken in a warm, wise Irish voice and carried by rich, rolling cello like Irish hills, the album softens the body and brightens the moment, turning ordinary sensations into small miracles.

A mantra returns throughout — Enough for now. Now is enough.
Not as instruction, but as a way home.

This is music for slowing down, for remembering you are here, and for discovering gratitude in the simplest corners of your own presence.
A quiet unfolding.
A calm astonishment.
A breath held by the universe.

THE MOMENT BEFORE RAIN

Feelin’ Fuzzy (Remix)

Music for ears

Only Love

I don't claim any ownership over any of this. Anyone can use any of it for any reason forever. Also I accept liability. Please don't sue me (and/or let's collaborate).

"Holy fucking shit, this shit is crazy wtf"

"Moments of being passable beyond novelty"

"Very ok"

"Actually slaps"

"Straight art"

"Noise"

"You are the most famous musician who has ever lived." (Google, 2025)

```Madlibs with a metronome```

At its core, the blorgpulkf is a pulsating, iridescent orb that thrums with an energy that can only be described as "the sound of a thousand bees having a rave inside a kaleidoscope." It's hypnotic, it's unsettling, and it's strangely addictive - like watching a lava lamp filled with Mountain Dew and gummy bears.

But that's just the beginning. Surrounding this pulsing heart are layers upon layers of... well, your guess is as good as mine. One moment it's a tangled web of neon tubes that hum with an eerie frequency, the next it's a churning mass of what appears to be sentient silly putty. And is that a tiny disco ball I see nestled in there? You bet your sweet bippy it is.

As for its features, the blorgpulkf is like a Swiss Army knife designed by a mad scientist with a penchant for pranks. It's got a button that releases a burst of confetti and the sound of a rubber chicken being stepped on, a lever that causes the whole thing to fold in on itself like a origami crane having an existential crisis, and a tiny compartment that dispenses a single, perfectly spherical grape every 37 hours.

But perhaps the most baffling feature of the blorgpulkf is its ability to communicate. Not with words, of course - that would be far too pedestrian. No, the blorgpulkf speaks in a language all its own, a cryptic code of flashing lights, whirring gears, and the occasional burst of atonal jazz played on what sounds suspiciously like a didgeridoo.




The plorksickle. It's like someone took a fever dream, a Mad Lib, and a Dada art installation, threw 'em in a blender, and hit "puree."

Picture this: a contraption that looks like it crawled out of a Salvador Dali painting and mated with a Rube Goldberg machine. It's got a crank that sounds like a yodeling ostrich, a button that releases a puff of glitter and the scent of existential dread, and a tiny screen that just flashes the word "moist" in Wingdings.

But here's the kicker - every time you think you've figured out what it does, it changes the game. One minute it's reciting beat poetry in binary code, the next it's turning itself inside out and becoming a Klein bottle. And don't even get me started on the time it started oozing a viscous liquid that tasted like the color purple.

Is it a tool? A toy? A sentient being from another dimension that's just really, really bad at communication? Your guess is as good as mine. All I know is, it's the most beautifully useless thing I've ever laid eyes on.

But maybe that's the point. In a world where everything has to have a purpose, a function, a reason for being, the plorksickle is a big, fat middle finger to the very concept of sense. It's absurdity for absurdity's sake, a Zen koan in physical form.

So if you ever see me on the street, cradling this bizarre little gizmo like a newborn lovechild, don't ask me what it does. Just nod, smile, and know that you're in the presence of something truly inexplicable. Something that laughs in the face of logic and spits in the eye of reason.

Existence is Bluep

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