“𝙸 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚖𝚢 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 
𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍...
𝚠𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔.”
𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚣𝚊𝚒

✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿
𝚃𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚄𝚔𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎: 
𝙼𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 
𝙼𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚎 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 , 
𝙼𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 
𝙼𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 .
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Betelgeize // Zolotaya Orda Tales // 102

Welcome to a beautiful and exotic tale from our dear friend Funkenschleuder!
We just love all of this creator's work, eclectic and elegant, explorer of rhythms that will make you wanna dance and express your soul, always within his unique flow, sensual and groovy!
Enjoy this special selection of music, mixed with own edits, to provide a most life-full voyage and experience, full of sensations and beautiful moments. 

❋ Thank you dear Funkenschleuder, it is great joy for us to have you back ❋

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Octo Friends #49 - Funkenschleuder • C'est moi

Dorj // Zolotaya Orda Tales // 104

Wow, what a special, magical experience this was.

Closing out Hedoné in the castle’s operatic ballroom, Cielo, with Ava’s angelic vocals soaring above downtempo beats, ambient biospheres and human puddles of pleasure.

We kick off with a sexy jazz club sample then warm up with big, slow bassy kicks. 

A journey through lush jungle canopies flying with flirty flocks of birds transforms into Turkish psych-folk, reimagined hip hop, and playful early morning house tunes.

Look out for Ava's poems, some prepared for the occasion and others riffed live inspired by the revelers.

Hybrid Set @ Hedoné Leipzig 2024

Cielo Sunrise @ Hedoné Leipzig 2024

Lofi Season

Als wir Fruiterama zum ersten Mal von der Faultierdisko erzählten, war der junge Hamburger sofort an begeistert und sicherte uns jegliche Hilfe zu. Das laßen wir uns nicht zweimal sagen und fragten ihn auch schon kurz darauf, ob er nicht schonmal mit einem Podcast dazu beitragen möchte. Et voila: gehört Nummer Vier @fruiterama :)

Schön, dass du dabei bist! Vielen Dank für deine Unterstützung! <3

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Faultierdisko # 004 - Fruiterama

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The 43st edition of our Future Stars series is called "tikimokatuki" and comes from @g-e-j-u. 

trndmsk: Geju, when did you record the set? What surrounded you at the time?

Geju: It was played during daytime at Leveldva, while our friends was discussing different things and play chess on the other side.

Do you have a favorite track included in the mix?

It is Jiony’s track from Leveldva Compilation 2. (...)

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Magical afterhours journey with @clarita-furmento 

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Manucho & Clarita - The Unspoken Language - 22/02/2020

Zolotaya Orda reach Rotterdam, Netherlands with @deepfilip.

I like to play what I consider to be good music. If it evokes some (positive) feeling within me, if I can dance on it, if it makes my head spin or touches my heart, I will play it and pass on this emotion to you. We are all responsible for creating an amazing experience together. Not the DJs alone. Your energy, good vibes, smiles, dances and positive expressions are what drives me, motivates me and helps me to enjoy creating a wonderful experience.

This is depicted on my profile, where you can find chillaxing mixes of down tempo, melodic tunes to deep, progressive and tech house or even up to what some would consider to be techno.

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Deep Filip // Zolotaya Orda // 086

VOS 080 
'They sent the rocket up in December. Houston calculated that if you fly a couple of light-years west of the Milky Way, you’ll find the Tunnel. It’s a pocket of space-time that works something similar to a black hole – though with the Tunnel, gravity doesn’t lock you in; it propels you instead. The only question was to where.
They handpicked 4 of NASA’s finest. We all thought it was suicide – but I guess they didn’t care. The captain put a letter in my palm and told me to give it to his daughter on her 18th birthday. She loved the ocean, and I figured he promised her that they’d dive again when he got back home. Before I knew what to say, they were gone. Months. Years. Us, down here. Them, out there.

Eventually, they came up to the Tunnel. We could see it from the cameras on the ship. It was this swirling vortex of coloured gas. Intense lightning going off on the green edge. Then on the blue. Like the body of the universe had multi-coloured veins flaring under its skin. 
“God speed,” said NASA, and the ship moved into the gravitation field. The Tunnel slowly reeled them in. But right before they touched the mist, something sounded off on the radio. A sonic wave ploughing through a hundred million dollars’ worth of US titanium. The craft-cams, the body-cams, they all went to shit.

“Captain?” Yelled the Control.
There was static on the other end. Everyone on Earth scrambling to save the connection. 10 seconds. 20 seconds. Then, one of the screens lit up. A head-cam.
“CAPTAIN?”
There was no ship or crew. Only a man caught in the middle of all that coloured fog. You could see his hands reaching out into the empty space.
“CAPTAIN DO YOU COPY?”
The room went quiet. Jaws dropped like anchors to the floor. How couldn’t they? Seeing that massive thing swim above him like that. The length of about 20 buses sitting one in front of the other. Only this thing had a dorsal fin and a massive tail.
“Is that… A whale?”
In space you can’t hear a thing - but then this beast starts singing. Echoing these low-pitched cries and dancing in those particles of colour. The captain floated under it. Danced alongside it. And then, he held out his arm. Same way he did when he was giving me his daughter’s letter. A hand that never wanted to let go.

The whale came closer. It glowed red with electricity. Pulsating currents rippling all over its back. Finally, it holds out its tail, and the captain grabs on. Then the creature starts swimming, dragging the captain like a bullet through that Tunnel. His head-cam barely catches the whizzing beams shooting overhead. Minute after minute, light after light. 
Then the whale calls again. Deep, and endless, it cries and takes a nosedive, pulling the captain down with it.
“HOLD ON CAPTAIN!”

Before long, that whale is coming up at twice the velocity. There are tremors on the image. That thing is shaking its tail like an earthquake, breaking the captain’s grip before swimming up into the coloured light. It glows away into the distance – and now the captain is perfectly still. Suspended in the coloured nothingness. He reaches his palm out to the fading light again.
Suddenly, we lose the video feed.
“CAPTAIN,” they scream. It’s pitch black, but there are sounds still moving through the radio. Barely audible at first. Then, in the distance, we start to hear the call. An infinite void of deep frequencies and tones. It’s coming closer. Getting louder.
“CAPTAIN, WHERE ARE YOU?”

Now the song sounds close enough to swallow him whole. And then, right at the last second, right before we lose him for good, the captain puts his mouth up to the radio, a warm acceptance in his voice all those light years away. “I’m home,” he says.'

Story was exclusively written by Mindoglyphics (instagram.com/mindoglyphics)

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