Androcell - Neurosomatic Circuit

http://microcosmosrecords.com/one-arc-degree-trillion-suns/

Vasilis Kesalidis (aka Spinnet) and Ioannis Konstantios formed One Arc Degree in 2011. The project is based on work-time asymmetry, since Ioannis lives in Athens while Vasilis moved from Thessaloniki to Kalymnos island a few years back. Cloud based technologies and modern social media enable them to work on each project on their own free time, expanding each other’s ideas seamlessly. In most of their works you will find the ethereal soprano voice of Georgia Irakli. Either as a spectre behind the curtains or as a dramatic central presence, her voice never fails to heighten the senses. One Arc Degree is a music project about feelings and memories. It’s purpose is to explore the multitude of ways to express these feelings back into music, restoring those memories while assimilating the passage of time.

One Arc Degree - The Star Orchard

A haunted machine built from bass and dust. The Needle Wound is where horror meets rhythm—dark electronic grooves tangled in feedback, static, and decay. Every track drips with analog corrosion: deep 808s shaking the floorboards, cracked snares echoing through ghostly reverb, and turntables screaming through layers of grime. This isn’t clean music—it’s physical sound, alive and trembling. Scratches cut through low-end like knives, reversed drones drag across the stereo field, and every loop feels like a ritual gone wrong. The atmosphere is claustrophobic yet hypnotic: flickering lights, vinyl dust in the air, and the pulse of something that won’t die. Each song breathes, stalls, and gasps—haunting in its imperfection, cinematic in its collapse. The Needle Wound is the sound of haunted machines trying to remember music, one scratch at a time.


I Can See

Beat con ritmo pegajoso y percusión clara; ideal para un hook directo y reels/TikTok.

And To Start With

Solar Fields - Sol

Blue

Solar Fields - Small Little Green Cubes

kuba - Sunset In The Calpe

Everlasting melodies and sounds that inculcate in your mind, inspire you with new ideas, give you an opportunity to peer inside the reality and feel every thought.

Sync24 - Dance of the Droids

Tierra Azul (Nordlight Remix / org. by Vibrasphere)

Original track by @mrbillstunes & @funi
Written & mixed by @nibana
Original artwork by @funi (inverted colors) 
Mastered by Colin @oood @ Stooodio Mastering

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Mr. Bill & Funi - Screening (Nibana Remix)

Deep in the heart of the forest, a lonely house rests hidden away from sight. Its neglected state might make it seem as though it were abandoned, but it is home to an old man and a jack-in-the-box. This toy, tattered by age, was once animated by magic, and is now a living companion to the man whom people call “the coin spinner.”

Every night, without fail, a girl wanders to the depths of the forest to visit. Tonight as she approaches the old house, its broken roof illuminated blue by the light of the full moon; she felt as she always did, as if it were from a dream. It seems so close but also so far. As always, the door was left unlocked for her, and as she slowly opens it, a loud creak breaks the silence.

Upon hearing the sound, Jester jumps out of his box and hurries to the door to welcome her. The old man remains at the table spinning his coins, completely entranced by the spinning motion and oblivious to the girl in the doorway. She picks up the little jester toy and embraces it, while closing the door. Walking towards his cube, a barely audible lullaby escapes her lips. She lowers him gently down into the box and coaxes him to sleep with her soft voice. Then, she looks up at the old man and silently watches him as he spins his coins over and over.

Tonight, she suddenly asks him, “What are you looking for, old man?” His hypnotic stare breaks, and his eyes roll towards the girl. “The Truth,” he mumbles in a low voice. “Do you seek it too, little princess?” She shrugs. Looking up through a hole in the roof her big, green eyes gaze up at the bright, blue moon. “Are the moon people still watching us?” The man spins his coin again and waits for it to fall onto one of its sides. The jester, apparently still awake, calls “Heads,” and indeed it is as he said. The coin spinner smiles. “Sorry princess, no tales for you tonight!”

As he starts spinning his coin again, a tear rolls down the girl’s cheek. “Could you please continue the story about the triplets?” she asks with a jittery voice. He heaves a deep sigh and replies, “Oh… Alright.” To his right two books lay on the table and picks up one, blowing off the dust, revealing an elegantly engraved title: “the little match sister” in gold lettering.

He opens the book, and thus the story continues…

And To Start With

Easily Embarrassed