Name: Whole Thing Like (Original Mix) by Blunter S. Whompson
Duration: 3 min 18 s
Description: Bring in the heat from the far side of the electronic space!!

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"Salsa" is a musical crossover from @planetzyha that blends the energy of Latin dance traditions with modern electronic bass music. The track is designed to celebrate cultural rhythms while introducing new soundscapes to the global bass community.

Grab the release HERE: https://hypeddit.com/planetzyha/salsa

Check out the Exclusive Premiere here: https://riverbeats.life/planet-zyha-salsa/

PLANET ZYHA is a high-energy, multigenre bass music act delivering cinematic storytelling and unforgettable dancefloor moments. Combining epic performances with LED-lit costumes in sync with the music, their immersive shows transport audiences to Zyha, a rogue planet sending cosmic transmissions through its amBASSadors, Mirek Hamet and Ariane Lilith.

More on the artist:  http://planetzyha.com/

Mastering: Jeremy Costa at Backward Clock Sound

More on the label:  http://grandalliancemusic.com

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Bring in the heat from the far side of the electronic space!!

Whole Thing Like (Original Mix)

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Stoked to get this wonky tune out to the world!!

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Stages of Bloom

✦ ureyes ✦

The storm split the heavens, lightning clawing across the night like fire upon parchment. For a single breath, the square stood frozen in that light, and all was revealed.

Grathok’s blade caught the bolt and drank it whole. The steel blazed white, then black again, as if it had been tempered in the furnace of creation itself. Sparks hissed upon the stones, yet none dared step near.

In that illumination, the truth was laid bare. Nathaniel Harrow stood across from the giant, and in his hand he held not pistol nor lantern, but a contract. His eyes widened as he recognized the script. The same hand that had carved death into ledgers and altars had written his orders. Each coin he had accepted, each note he had read, each step he had taken—funded by Grathok himself.

The contract was no longer parchment. It was thunder given form, lines of fire written in the rain. The letters crossed themselves out as he read, names of the dead dissolving like ink in floodwater. The tally was complete. All debts had been balanced.

And yet, one line remained. A single name not yet erased. His own.

The crowd, if it could still be called that, felt the weight of revelation without reading a word. Knees struck stone. Mouths opened in prayer or silence. The thirteenth bell tolled again, though this time it came from the sky, as though the storm itself were the belfry.

Grathok raised his helm toward Harrow. The gesture was not challenge but benediction, a gauntlet offered in inheritance. In that moment, the hunter understood: he had not been chasing a specter. He had been prepared, molded, summoned.

Chapter XV: The Contract Revealed

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The titans face off, massive neon knuckled hands hold magnetic discs like cosmic heart paddles. The discs are opposed and the giants push, and in the cosmic sandwich of ineffable polarizing force…Blunter S Whompson is throwing down.

Oscillating out of the ground like a crystalized DMT monument to a bygone era of pure subwoofer goo, Blunter S Whompson is the kind of galactic event that evolved the monkeys into wooks.

They point with their bones, Blunter laughs, and half time dub riddims barf out of the stomach of a dying star. The radiation is soothing. The vibration is a message.

Blunter, Son of the Whomp. King of the 37th Hertz, Bearer of the Krest. He has arrived.

Whole Thing Like (Original Mix)

Blunter S. Whompson

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