Dopamine Rush

In the dark we begin

Techno Anthem delivering a heavy punching beat

Ur No Good For Me

A relentless hard techno anthem built around a hypnotic hook of pounding 4/4 kicks and looping chants that latch instantly to memory. The harmony cycles in dark minor loops, inevitable yet twisted for surprise, glowing with metallic tension. The groove propels like pistons, a locked syncopated pulse that fuses body and floor into one heartbeat. 

Feed the Fire

A dark, pounding techno anthem, stripped, mechanical, hypnotic, and merciless, The core hook is a distorted acid synth loop circling endlessly in minor, layered over massive 4/4 kicks that hit like concrete pistons, The groove is relentless: minimal, deep, driven by hi-hats that hiss and claps that snap in cold precision, Whispered female vocals deliver short, venomous lines, monotone, commanding, dangerous looping like threats through smoke and strobe, Production is pure industrial: filter sweeps, rising distortion, glitch bursts, and sudden silences that tighten the tension before the next drop..

Karma

A relentless hard techno anthem built around a hypnotic hook of pounding 4/4 kicks and looping chants that latch instantly to memory, The harmony cycles in dark minor loops, inevitable yet twisted for surprise, glowing with metallic tension, The groove propels like pistons, a locked syncopated pulse that fuses body and floor into one heartbeat, Male vocals hit as ritualistic chants, short, commanding, hypnotic phrased like dopamine mantras, rallying cries for ecstasy and transcendence, Production shines with modern industrial sheen: basslines throb subterranean, metallic synth lattices grind above, percussive sparks scatter across the stereo field. Enjoy

Bass Is God!

A peak-hour festival anthem merging rave legacy with relentless modern techno, The intro begins with dark, looping synth motifs and filtered kicks building tension, The groove fuses rolling basslines and festival swing with  stripped, pounding mechanical force, technosub-bass shaking the ground, metallic hi-hats slicing sharp, claps snapping tight, Vocals combine charismatic MC-style commands, preacher-like, rallying the crowd

A 135 BPM high-energy techno anthem with a looping hypnotic hook and massive festival presence, 

Resonate

A 135 BPM trance-techno crossover anthem built for festival main stages, The foundation is a pounding 4/4 techno kick and rolling sub-bass, over which luminous trance leads glide in rising arpeggios, A simple two-note melodic hook repeats hypnotically, evolving through filters, reverb swells, and side-chain compression, The vocal is ethereal and mantra-like—“Lift me higher, elevate me”—processed with wide stereo delay and reverb to blend into the synths, Breakdowns feature airy pads and reversed risers, then explode into euphoric drops with acid accents and crowd-sucking FX, Production balances warmth and aggression: analog low end, digital clarity on top, and constant motion through sweeps, snare rolls, and stuttered vocal chops, Dynamics surge and collapse in trance-style waves, each climax brighter and heavier than the last, Designed for emotional release and full-body movement—a euphoric yet driving anthem, 

Elevate

Club mix 130bpm dark tech-house / warehouse anthem titled “Turn Me Dirty, ” 
Heavy, side-chained sub-bass and gritty low-mid groove, metallic percussion, dry claps, and filtered snare rolls, Dirty chopped vocal hook “Turn me dirty” processed through distortion, delay, and pitch-shift, Mood: underground, sweaty, confident, hypnotic, late-night energy

Turn me Dirty

130 BPM tech-house anthem titled “Hold My Beat, ” Tight, side-chained bass groove, crisp percussion, short claps, filtered snare rolls, and stuttered vocal chops, Main hook phrase: “Hold my beat, ”  Mood: Bright, modern, confident, crowd-ready club energy, 

Hold my beat

CTRL NOIR is the alter ego of Dutch artist GilroyNoir, a cinematic producer and performer whose sound bridges the worlds of dark techno, filmic tension and human desire.
Every track is built like a Machine a cold, precise, hypnotic but yet pulsing with the heat of something deeply human underneath.

Emerging from Amsterdam’s industrial undercurrent, CTRL NOIR transforms control into rhythm. The name is both a statement and a method: sound as domination, bass as obedience, and the drop as release.

His performances are immersive rituals, dense smoke, pulsing strobes, analog frequencies, where the audience becomes part of the system.
Each set builds like code compiling: clean, deliberate, then breaking open into raw emotion.

Musically, CTRL NOIR draws on the cinematic atmosphere of Gilroy Noir, his original project, but hardens it into a physical, underground form. The result: a sensory collision between the mind and the body, where every beat commands movement and every silence breathes anticipation.

In the dark we begin

CTRLNOIR

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