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Drown distraction in rain‑lit lofi beats—perfect for late‑night study & deep focus.
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Aya curled her fingers around a chipped porcelain mug, the steam fogging her glasses as rain braided silver ribbons down the café window. Old Kumo City’s crooked lanes vanished into mist, leaving only the glow of rain-lamps—teardrop bulbs strung on sagging wires that shone brighter the wetter they became. Their honey-orange halos pooled in every puddle, turning the street into a trembling galaxy of tiny suns.

She opened her sketchbook to a fresh page. The blank paper shimmered under the lamp’s reflection, and for a heartbeat Aya thought she saw a pulse behind the page —as if it were breathing. She touched her pencil point to the center and drew the faint outline of a gateway: two weather-blackened pillars crowned with tangled wisteria that dripped rain like beads of quicksilver. Each pencil stroke felt less like graphite and more like tugging thin threads out of the falling water. When the final tendril of wisteria bloomed, the sketch glowed ember-soft, then burst into quiet lavender light.

The café around her stretched, smeared like wet paint, and Aya felt herself slip forward—through page and window and lamplight—into weightlessness.

She landed in an abandoned metro tunnel where the tracks floated several inches above the gravel, loose as ribbons in unseen water. Bioluminescent mushrooms crowded the sleepers, caps wide enough to shelter two people, their undersides dripping neon-green spores that drifted not down but up, filling the air like reversed snowfall. Somewhere far away a single wind chime sang one clear note, and the spores shimmered in sympathetic ripples.

An origami crane unfolded from shadow. Its paper wings were ink-black, but its eyes glowed citrate yellow. With a quick tilt of its head, the bird launched itself forward, flapping in slow, deliberate arcs. Aya followed, her footsteps whisper-light on the hovering rails. Gravity felt hesitant here, as if deciding every second whether to stay.

The tunnel curved, walls widening into a cavern lit by moonlight that had no source. Cracks in the stone let thin waterfalls bleed upward, threading through the air toward some invisible sea overhead. Whenever a droplet brushed Aya’s skin, kaleidoscopic patterns blossomed in her vision—mandalas of jade, magenta, and cerulean that folded into one another like living stained glass. She let herself drift, each breath thick with petrichor and possibility, until the crane slipped through a circular archway rimmed in tiles that pulsed faint electric blue. Aya stepped through and the world blinked again.

Wind rushed with the scent of wet cedar. A colossal corkscrew tree stood before her, its trunk spiraling toward a sky smeared in dusk purples and dawn blues at once. Around the trunk coiled a bazaar in mid-air—suspended balconies formed from giant lotus petals, each petal lined with stalls. Air-fish glided between vendors, translucent bodies flickering oranges and pinks, casting watercolor shadows across drifting banners. Bells chimed from every direction, their notes weaving together like threads on a loom.

Fox-masked merchants beckoned Aya with wave fans painted in shimmering ink. She explored slowly, fingertips skimming glass bottles that held clouds, marbles that contained sunsets, lanterns harboring sleeping fireflies. At one stall she paused: a tiny vial labeled Memory of Tomorrow rested on a velvet cushion. The merchant behind the table—tall, cloak stitched from scraps of midnight sky—did not speak. Instead, he pointed at Aya’s sketchbook.

Cassette Cloud Parade

Get lost in the Summer Vibe with this week's Organic, Melodic and Progressive House Mix
Aired on Select Radio 7/7/25

Organic, Progressive and Melodic House Mix

Allows everything I Generous-woozy

Featuring Special Featured track 25 minutes into the mix, this week by OTK called Digital Erasure free available download from Soundcloud right here https://soundcloud.com/otk_music/digital-erasure.
Starting in my usual Melodic way and climbing the scales until we hit and finish with Hardcore and Acid Techno... Enjoy Peeps and be sure to give OTK a visit, Nice track and many thanks OTK, a Pleasure to add your tracks to my sets.

Pure Oblivian by DJ MickyTeK - Techno August 2025

MEINE LIEBEN RAUMFAHRER-GENOSSEN FREUNDE und SPACE-COWBOYS und BUZZ-LIGHTJEAR'S und RAUBKATZEN aus FERNEN GALAXIEN  ... 🫵🏻🫵🏻🫵🏻🫵🏻
Nach einer kurzen Pause vom PLANETEN ERDE 🌎....

Ist EUER FREUD und RAUMFAHRER GENOSSE ...
Rakete 🚀...
wieder am START mit einem riesigen Haufen neuer TRACKS für EUER WELTRAUMABENTEUER MEINE LIEBEN FREUNDE .🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻🎶🎶🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻
Heute zum Start beginnen WIR nun mit der folgenden GESCHICHTE ... 🫶🏻👏🏻🙌🏻😉
VIEL SPAß BEIM HÖREN UND FEIERN MEINE LIEBEN RAUMFAHRER-GENOSSEN-FREUNDE und SPACE ADVENTURE LOVERS ...

EUER ....

Rakete 🚀 

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MY DEAR SPACEFARER COMRADES, FRIENDS and SPACE COWBOYS, BUZZ LIGHTJEARS, and BIG CATS from DISTANT GALAXIES... 🫵🏻🫵🏻🫵🏻🫵🏻
After a short break from PLANET EARTH 🌎....

YOUR FRIEND and SPACEFARER COMRADE...
Rocket 🚀...
is back on track with a huge batch of new tracks for YOUR SPACE ADVENTURE, MY DEAR FRIENDS.
Today, at the launch, WE begin with the following STORY... 🫶🏻👏🏻🙌🏻😉
HAVE FUN LISTENING AND CELEBRATING, MY DEAR SPACEFARER COMRADES, FRIENDS and SPACE ADVENTURE LOVERS ...

YOUR ....

Rakete 🚀

Remix_119_( DieFraumitdenrotenHaaren EDIT ).m4a

Hard techno warehouse visual—industrial drive, acid sparks, peak‑time pressure.
Warehouse rave energy meets sci‑fi worlds—hard techno visual on max drive.
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Neo‑rave surge: hard techno, trance‑techno twists, warehouse energy unleashed.
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Starwell of the Null Garden
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The field was a sheet of cooled night—black glass stretched to every horizon, unmarked, unscarred, holding a silence that felt designed. Nothing moved. Even the wind kept its thoughts to itself. Above, a single white disk hung in a sky the color of an unblinking eye. It wasn’t a sun in any faithful sense; it didn’t warm, it didn’t arc, it didn’t dim. It merely existed in a way that implied observation.

The traveler arrived with boots that did not echo. They paused to test the place with a breath. Air, metallic and clean, entered and left their lungs as if passing through a narrow instrument. Their coat carried a seam of cyan light along the hem, a habit taken from other worlds where shadows kept score; here, the light cut no more than a suggestion along the glass.

A tremor rose beneath their feet—steady, unhurried, identical from one pulse to the next. The black field flexed like the surface of a held note, then cracked along a hexagon so precise it might have been measured by a patience older than mathematics. Light bled upward through the seam, saturating the hexagon, then the one beside it, then the next, until a column of hexagonal plates rose into the air with the diligence of a plant uncoiling.

It was an elevator without walls, a starwell, and the steps it offered were simple: up.

The traveler set a foot on the first light-plate. The plate accepted the weight, glowed a shade deeper, and ascended. Another plate took its place beneath, then another. The starwell climbed, carrying its passenger into a shaft of perfectly still air where dust never existed and sound had to invent itself. Each hexagon expanded and contracted as if breathing; the traveler matched that rhythm without knowing when the decision had been made.

As they rose, the glass field below revealed patterns like frost. Threads of quartz traced sigils that widened into channels and closed again, searching for a memory of water. Halfway through the ascent, the white disk overhead winked—one crisp shutter of absence—and returned to watching. The starwell reached a height where the horizon curved, then stopped as if listening.

The traveler stepped off. The platform had delivered them to a hovering terrace cut from nothing: a balcony of air with a thin rail of light to keep the idea of falling honest. Far below, the glass field was no longer empty. Pale filaments were pushing through it, quivering as they tested the world. In seconds the filaments thickened into latticed columns—quartz spines veined with faint teal. Plates slid into existence along the columns, opening like gills. The gills pulsed and released motes that drifted upward in spirals.

Continues on the website:
https://grasspatchbum.com/2025/08/13/graviton-maw-rapture/

#techno  #technomusic #visualizer  #hardtechno  #industrialtechno   #warehouserave  #peaktimetechno  #drivingtechno  #neorave  #rave2025

Starwell of the Null Garden - Trippy Visualizer @ YouTube

booking/collab : bookingbeatrain@op.pl
tracklist :
1. B Live, Bou - F_ck Jump Up (feat. B Live) (Original Mix)
2. Valentino Khan & LMFAO - Im In Miami Bitch (Serafin Lick It Edit Dirty)

F.ckJumpUpxValentinoKhan(BeaTrainMix)Remix

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Greece 2000 (Detroit25 Extended Mix – cloudNine
https://www.beatport.com/track/greece-2000/21616177
Originally written & produced by Three Drives (on a Vinyl), Greece 2000 is one of the most iconic trance/progressive tracks of all time.
https://soundcloud.com/three-drives (Eric De Koning)

The Detroit25 Mix reimagines the timeless melody through a progressive deep house lens, with rolling basslines, deep arpeggios, and atmospheric textures layered against a futuristic city-night skyline. Hypnotic breakdowns and driving drops connect the coastal spirit of the original with a modern progressive energy.

Mood: Expansive · Hypnotic · Atmospheric
Tone: Progressive · Futuristic · Urban

Greece 2000 (Detroit25 Extended Mix)
Record Label: clouDNine Recordings
Upload date: September 6, 2025
Release date: September 6, 2025
DistroKid UPC: 199735003018

Greece 2000 (Detroit25 Extended Mix)

Beatport

Hi everyone heres my latest Journeys to Utopia adventure This time a progressive house Vibe , i hope you’ll enjoy !!
ENJOY!!

01 REC-2025-09-08 JOURNEYS TO UTOPIA SEPTEMBER 2025

So let me start! 1st a Sound and Bass check!! flowing into Bambam dancing by myself!! yes for the wife!! 😜 then back to business psyTrance all the way baby🎶🎶✨HG1 The Sounds of the Underground Music 🎵

Dancing by myself🕺The Fat Bass will take me higher✨

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Need change - going harder.

Techno, Trance, Psytech, Psytrance, and other liquid psychedelic music is where I'm the happiest but I do love a lot of Latin, Tribal, Trip Hop, Lofi, Chillhop so occasionally I'll release something off-beat.

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Born in the dust-filled vibes of a ‘90s apartment, Grass Patch Bum started spinning records back when vinyl was king and internet cafes were revolutionary. Armed with a crate of vinyl, Grass Patch Bum dived headfirst into underground raves and sweaty house parties, learning the art of blending beats on turntables and (eventually) the "futuristic" CDJs. But the journey didn't stop there.

After taking a hiatus to dive into the world of FL Studio and dissect the mechanics of production, Grass Patch Bum came back stronger, with a repertoire of original sounds and the technical chops to match. Fast forward, and they've turned dancefloors upside down from Thailand to Vietnam, Bali to the heart of Europe. Now, powered by Ableton Live and a creative arsenal that refuses to stay in one genre, Grass Patch Bum weaves sonic journeys that blend groove, grit, and just a sprinkle of nostalgia for the good ol' days.

Catch him live for a taste of nostalgia, modern beats, Latin grooves, electronic melodies, and a wide range of liquid sounds. Whether it's a tropical beach in Thailand or an underground club in Berlin, Grass Patch Bum brings thems booty movements like no other.