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Beats of our love

Beats Of Our Love

Only thing we need is a bass kick:) Ken je Dat niet horen dan !!!

dirty  techno bass

Serenity in the storm

Serenity In The Storm

Rhythm in the ruins

Rhythm In The Ruins

Party vibes

Party Vibes (dj marcoz ft mc ruudjuh)

Your my poison

You are my poison

Redemption

My love

Just for fun .. Searching. For a new sound or style  to play

techno acid trip

Techno Acid Trip

whoosah

Whoosah

ode to the legend Reinier Zonneveld. ! #karremaar! 

Karremaar Chronicles

this song reflects the artist’s personal experiences with loss and disappointment. The track features deep basslines and poignant melodies that take the listener on a journey through the complex emotions associated with its theme.

broken trust

Broken Trust

electric vibration

Electric Vibration

wild summer nights

Wild Summer Nights

the lost mixtapes

Party All Night

rise again

Rise Again

roffa adrenaline

Roffa

In the heart of the neon-lit city, DJ Marcoz was a legend. His beats were not just music; they were magic, weaving through the air and into the souls of his listeners. But Marcoz had a secret: his music was alive, thanks to his little helpers, the psychedelic gnomes.

These weren't your garden-variety gnomes. They were creatures of rhythm and hue, born from the very essence of sound and color that Marcoz conjured with his turntables. Each gnome was a vibrant splash of paint on the canvas of the night, their pointed hats bobbing to the beat as they mixed melodies like master painters blending their hues.

The gnomes worked in the shadows, away from the prying eyes of the crowd. They tinkered with the bass, toyed with the treble, and sprinkled stardust on the synths. Their tiny hands were a blur, crafting the layers of sound that Marcoz needed to cast his spell on the dance floor.

As the night deepened, the music soared, and the gnomes danced with wild abandon. They were the unsung heroes of the underground, the architects of aural ecstasy. And as the first light of dawn crept over the horizon, they retreated into the hidden pockets of the city, leaving behind only the echoes of their nocturnal symphony.

DJ Marcoz bowed to his audience, the cheers washing over him like a tidal wave. But in his heart, he knew the true applause belonged to his psychedelic gnomes, the tiny maestros of the night's unforgettable rhapsody. 🎶🍄

Orchestral Rush

In a parallel dimension where beats and basslines flowed like rivers, DJ Marcoz was a legend. His fame wasn't just for his uncanny ability to spin records but for the mystical Rave of the Gnomes that he hosted each year when the moon was nothing but a sliver in the sky.

The gnomes, with their psychedelic hats and glowing beards, were the heart of the rave. They came from all corners of their fantastical world, drawn by the pulsating rhythms that Marcoz conjured up. As the night fell, the forest clearing where the rave was held lit up with ethereal lights, casting long, dancing shadows.

DJ Marcoz took his place behind the decks, his fingers poised to unleash a symphony of electronic ecstasy. With the drop of the first beat, the gnomes erupted into a frenzy of dance, their tiny feet kicking up dust and their laughter mingling with the music.

The rave was more than a party; it was a celebration of life and magic. The gnomes danced not just with their bodies but with their spirits, each move a spell that wove deeper connections between them. And DJ Marcoz, with every track, bound them together in a tapestry of sound and joy.

As dawn approached, the music softened, and the gnomes settled down, their energy spent but their hearts full. They whispered tales of the night's enchantment as they disappeared into the woods, leaving no trace behind but the lingering notes of DJ Marcoz's melodies.

And so, the story of DJ Marcoz and the rave of the gnomes became a legend, retold with each new moon, a reminder of the magic that exists in the beat of a drum and the melody of a song. 🎶🍄

rave of the gnomes

Rave of the gnomes

Bassline quake

Symphonic Adrenaline

euphoric beats

Euphoric Beats

finale rave yard

The final raveyard

In a mystical land, not far from reality, lay a hidden valley known for its nightly brilliance. Here, under a velvet sky adorned with twinkling stars, resided a young wizard named **DJ Marcoz**. He was no ordinary sorcerer; his magic was music, and with his captivating melodies, he could touch the hearts of everyone who listened.

One fateful evening, when the moon hung high in the sky and the stars gently sparkled, Marcoz prepared for a special event. It was the night of "**Euphoric Nights**," a celebration that occurred only once every hundred years. The valley came alive with anticipation as creatures of all kinds gathered to witness the magic that would unfold.

Marcoz stepped onto a stage adorned with luminescent crystals, each one pulsating in harmony with the rhythm of his beats. His turntables glowed with an otherworldly light, and as he raised his hands, the crowd hushed in awe. The air crackled with energy, and Marcoz began to weave his spell.

His first track, "Celestial Echoes," resonated through the valley. It was as if the stars themselves danced to the music, their celestial bodies swaying in time. The audience swirled in a trance, their eyes reflecting the constellations above. Marcoz's fingers moved deftly across the vinyl, pulling melodies from the very fabric of the universe.

As the night progressed, Marcoz delved deeper into his repertoire. "Stardust Serenade" followed—a symphony of cosmic chords that transported listeners to distant galaxies. The valley's flora glowed in response, petals unfurling to catch the ethereal notes. Even the ancient oaks swayed, their branches reaching for the heavens.

But it was the title track, "Euphoric Nights," that stole the show. Its pulsating bass reverberated through every heart, igniting a fire of joy and longing. Marcoz closed his eyes, lost in the music, and the crowd joined him. They leaped, twirled, and embraced, their souls merging with the rhythm. It was a night of unity, where differences dissolved, and everyone became part of the same cosmic dance.

As dawn approached, Marcoz played his final piece—a gentle lullaby called "Stellar Dreams." The valley sighed, reluctant to let go of the magic. But the sun peeked over the horizon, and Marcoz knew his time was ending. He bowed to the crowd, gratitude shining in his eyes, and vanished into the morning mist.

And so, the legend of DJ Marcoz and his "**Euphoric Nights**" lived on. People whispered about that extraordinary evening, passing down the tale from generation to generation. The valley continued to glow, a beacon for those seeking magic, music, and the promise of unity under the starlit sky.

And if you listen closely on certain nights, you might still hear the echo of Marcoz's beats, carried by the wind—a reminder that magic exists, even in the most unexpected places. 🌟🎶✨

Rapturous twillight

Euphoric nights

In a land where the beats of music shaped the very earth, there was a  figure known as DJ Marcoz. He wasn't a gnome, but his fame reached even the smallest of creatures in the forest. DJ Marcoz was a maestro of melodies, a virtuoso whose tunes could make the stars twinkle in rhythm.

DJ Marcoz had once left his home to share his music across the globe, leaving behind a village that thrived on his vibrant beats. The gnomes, among his most ardent fans, longed for his return, reminiscing about the days when their hearts pulsed in sync with his music.

Then, on a day marked by a symphony of colors in the sky, a familiar beat echoed through the trees. It grew louder, carried by the wind, until it enveloped the entire village. The gnomes gathered, eyes wide with anticipation, and there he was—DJ Marcoz, not a gnome but a friend to all, standing at the edge of the village with a new track titled 'The Return'.

"I've come back to where it all started," DJ Marcoz announced, his voice riding the wave of the background beat. "This single is for you, my friends, inspired by the spirit of this village. Let's celebrate the music that unites us!"

And so they did. The gnomes danced with unbridled joy, their tiny feet kicking up dust that glittered like gold under the moonlight. DJ Marcoz played 'The Return', and the night was alive with the magic of his music—testament to the bond between the maestro and the merry gnomes, a bond not of kin, but of kindred spirits.

The return

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