Leisan, the magnetic house DJ hailing from Los Angeles, is a name that resonates across the American music scene. With her intoxicating rhythms and vibrant energy, she has become a staple at some of the nation’s most iconic festivals—Burning Man, Lightning in a Bottle, PureMusica, Deseract, and Up Fest, to name a few. Her tracks pulse through the sets of giants like Solomun and Kevin McKay, carving out her space in the global house music tapestry.


Yet, Leisan’s rise to prominence began in the shadows, rooted in the raw spirit of underground raves she curated for the Post-Soviet community in L.A. From there, her sound found its way through California’s independent festivals, evolving into the uplifting, joyful grooves that now fill local clubs and venues, where she ignites the dancefloor, making spirits soar with every beat.

Beyond The Inner Journey #114 - Guest Mix by Leisan

Liquid Sky (Original Version)

90's style  Old Skool House vibes,  sweet vocal sample and a touch of sub bass for that extra bite. 120bpm

Deep I Go [Dreamers Lost In House Mix]

UNICORN`S PRESURE PILLS

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Minimalist Re‑born seems to be exploring a bold direction with “Purple Ritual,” offering listeners an immersive experience. The chorus, which references Plexa Pearl’s “Imagination,” brings a sense of familiarity to the track, while new ambient and electronic arrangements create a rich, almost ceremonial atmosphere.
The reused chorus is handled with subtlety, evoking a sense of déjà vu that blends with grainy textures, airy synths, and delicate percussion, highlighting a contrast between the familiar and the unexplored. Altogether, it gives the impression of a contemporary trance, a kind of sonic ritual reimagined through an electronic lens. 
(Special thanks to Rosario Simeoli)

Purple Ritual

Rocking Music ( Full Vocal Mix ) COMING SOON ( 17th of Oct @ all shops )

Your Face

Deep/minimal groove with trippy ultra‑real visuals. Enter the corridor.
A fractal sun over glass dunes—hypnotic techno immersion.
Dark kicks, deep subs, cosmic glow—get lost in the visuals.

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The Story  ᓚᘏᗢ  ➜
I — The Door Beneath the Dark

The star was a fever that never cooled. From orbit it painted the hard vacuum with spirals of color too precise to be chance: lime, magenta, ultraviolet lattices shimmering like the wings of mythic insects. The Hyphaeryx named it the LSD Sun for the way its light convinced stone to dream and dunes to rearrange themselves into perfect mandalas. Around this sun drifted a desert of comet‑ground silica, fused and refrozen into rippling continents. The dunes rolled on tides of radiance rather than wind, sculpted by spectra that moved with the patience of continental drift and the caprice of a hallucination.

Vhorin arrived not in a vessel but in a germination. His body stepped out of a seed that had been a star only yesterday; he shook the last dew of cold nebula from his shoulders and watched it evaporate into petals of cyan steam. The dunes murmured in color. Far beneath his feet, he felt the Hyphosphere stir—threads of living matter braided through the vacuum like the roots of a forest that had traded soil for starlight.

He walked until the dune‑faces climbed to meet the sky, tall as mountains and rimmed with auroral fire. At the base of one such face a circle of gills irised open in the dark glass as if the dune itself had been holding its breath. The hatch exhaled a fine mist—spores sculpted into vowels—and in their pattern Vhorin read greeting and test.

“I have come for the corridor,” he said, and his voice was a fiber of gold weaving itself into the mist.

The hatch widened. Beneath it, a stair spiraled away into a coolness that was not darkness so much as uncommitted color. Vhorin lifted one foot, then the other, and descended into the under‑dune where gravity behaved like a thought that refused to settle.

II — Gravities Turning

The stair did not point down. It turned toward a vector Vhorin could only name by taste: metal with a citrus tremor. Each step unhooked weight from one meaning and relayed it to another. The dunes above forgot he had ever stood upon them. Somewhere behind his eyes, a flock of phosphorescent glyphs convened: coordinates singing to each other in a language of angles.

Walls of interlaced hyphae rose around him, pale braids pulsing with slow, star‑blue light. He let his fingers brush the living weave. It shivered and disclosed a map—strands touched strands, and whole constellations changed their minds about where they lived. High overhead, where “overhead” was temporarily plural, he glimpsed DMT auroras sliding through the rock like cattails through riverwater: mint green, persimmon, electric violet. Each color drafted a hypothesis of the corridor’s location.

He tasted the air with the filaments along his wrists and whispered his lineage—the spore‑names and filament‑houses that had grown him. The stair humbled to a ramp and the ramp bent open into a chamber where the ceiling was not a ceiling but a low sky.

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Dunes of the LSD Sun | Cinematic Visual Trip @ YouTube

We’re excited to present the second chapter of our project, ‘FMFB Club Tools,’ bringing timeless vocal classics reimagined through our vision of House.

Download it for free or buy it on Bandcamp.
linktr.ee/fmfbclubtoolsvol2

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