Here's one for my friend Peek and his dark passengers.

Tracklist:

1. Tribute to a Greek God - Voigt & Voigt
2. Just For a Little Peek - Patrick Chardronnet vs. Afrilounge
3. La Sepia - Bond & Blome
4. Pearly Spencer - The Modernist
5. Iklim - Franco Zeiger
6. Hush Hush Baby - M. Mayer
7. Ruhestörung Plattenbau (Oxia Remix) - Markus Lange
8. I Don't Smoke - Matias Aguayo
9. The Sinner in Me (Villalobos Remix) - Depeche Mode
10. Stuch (Daso Remix) - Texa
11. Telesto - Stephen Bodzin & Marc Romboy
12. Walking in my Shoes - Shlomi Aber
13. Move With Me - David Durango
14. No Turning Back (The Mole's MMD Mix) - Gui Boratto
15. Black Magic - Superpitcher
16. No Turning Back (Wighnomy's Likkalize Love Rekksmi) - Gui Boratto
17. Droplets (Late Night Mix) - Dubshape
18. Living It Up - Ada
19. White Lightning - Superpitcher

One Small Peek for Human Kind

#Storytelling #Gothvibes #Ruminator #Deep #Emotions #KiiMA

Ruminator

"Detonate" featuring Cherie Louise captures the breaking point after relentless manipulation and gaslighting. It's about being pushed too far—provoked until you explode, only to be blamed for the fallout. A powerful, emotional release that turns pain into strength and calls out the cycle of control.

B E K K E R - Detonate (feat. Cherie Louise) [Radio Edit]

El Matador

"Sibheke!
Isikhathi sethu!
Sonke siya phambili!
Phambili ngakusasa."

On the weekend, when the weather is fine, and the Cape Doctor (the fairly constant, hard SE wind, spring to summer) isn't making the uphill ascents a challenge, I pack a lunch and take the opportunity to bicycle the down the Atlantic Seaboard to visit my parents and friends in Hout Bay. The views en route of the mountains and ocean are breathtaking, and it's good exercise. 
When you get there, all hot and sweaty, a dip in the ocean cools (chills) you off. The beach here has the white sands typical around the Cape, is less crowded and touristy, and is safer for swimmers than Camp Bay Beach, which can have dangerous rips. I usually bike down to the fish market or continue down to the harbour's end to Bay Harbour Market for a bit of people- and fashion-watching (Look at us! Moving forward towards a brighter future...), checking the music at the Sound Stage in the early afternoon, for a bite to eat (pineapple cake from Nap Café... OMG!) and a chocolatey Castle Milk Stout with my friends. Bajabule!
Visitors and tourists may consider the town of Imizamo Yethu something of a "slum", sprawling as it does up the hillside above the town. But many of my best friends are from here and it was a lively, vibrant, happy playground for we youth, despite its reputation, living conditions, the at times unpleasant smell from the poor to non-existant sanitation, as well as the occassional fires. Besides, the word "slum" has ugly baggage dating back to apartheid, so that "informal settlement" has become the prefered term. 
When your day is done, friends hugged and kisses to Mama and Baba, the journey back up the coast road is mostly downhill and less demanding, especially with the Cape Doctor at your back. And the sunsets have to seen to be believed. If cycling many kilometers back again feels daunting after a long day, you can get yourself home on the MyCiTi bus from Mariners Wharf in under half an hour. With your cycle, too, outside of rush hour, and there's no extra cost. And the views are just as spectacular."
- Lesedi D

Vocals ... Lesedi & Zinhle Dlamini, Anele Khoza
Trumpets ... Peter Roland Kuhn & Volker Meier
Djembe ... Sipho Dlamini
Keyboards ... Birgit Lauer
Bass ... Deitrich Meier
Drums, percussion ... Simone Lauer

Produced and curated by Lesedi Dlamini, Petra Joy Fischer, Peter Roland Kuhn & Jah Bozo

Bantfu Beliciniso • Geschwätz GmbH - "Cycling to Hout Bay"

The signal finds its pulse...
A relentless current, pulling me under.
The world outside is now... just noise.
Here... where the self is a flaw to be erased.

I am not the artist...
I am the prompt, the query, the seed.
My own reflection... now a stranger to me.
No past... no future... only the render.

Only... the... endless... render...

The Specter in the Prompt

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tracks:
1. And Again Original Mix - Noer the Boy, PAV4N
2. Ultrasound Original Mix - Arcando, Pirapus

AndAgainxUltrasound(BeaTrainMix)

Hozho

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Simon Sim's - Progress Island (Original)

Psychedelic music video : https://youtu.be/w57--vqBbmo

Lanterns lead the way—hypnotic, peak‑time energy for the night shift.
Dark, driving, hypnotic—follow the path and don’t look back.
From hush to relentless groove—step into the Elsepath.

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The Story  ➜  ᓚᘏᗢ
I — The Beacon and the First Lantern

At moon‑zero, the meadow remembered how to breathe.

Its surface looked like dew until you knelt close and saw the dew was a crowd of micro‑lanterns—round as seeds, each holding a patient ember—the kind of glow you notice first in your peripheral vision. They were asleep, nested at the rims of opal‑capped mushrooms whose gills pulsed as if listening for a hand. The air tasted bright, with a citrus‑metal afterthought. Somewhere underfoot, a slow machine turned: roots counting, capillaries arguing, distance learning to be flexible.

Iri arrived without sound, a dark coat unruffled by the sideways breeze. They had been told the Elsepath only appears to people who are not sure the next step belongs to them. That was true. Uncertainty had followed them for months, soft and insistent as fog. It had the shape of a coin they did not own, and the weight of a question that would not settle.

On this night, a Fractal Beacon uncoiled above the meadow like a spiral drawn by a patient giant. It wasn’t a tower or a flame but a geometry of light, threadlike and certain, rising from the mushroom field and stopping at a height that felt intentional. When it pulsed, hundreds of the tiny lanterns woke in a quiet shiver and lifted, no heavier than breath, to form a hovering halo of seeds around Iri’s shoulders.

“Lanterns of the Elsepath,” Iri said without speaking. It was not a spell. It was manners.

The lanterns answered by drifting into a pattern—three triangles arranged inside a fourth, lines of glow between them like veins in a leaf. The pattern hung in the air, rotated once, and slid forward, an invitation to follow. The Beacon brightened by a degree the eye could not measure but the skin could feel. The mushrooms nodded, gills opening, exhaling a faint, LSD‑like color split that sliced Iri’s silhouette into green, violet, and cobalt for a blink. When the colors rejoined, the Elsepath appeared under their feet.

It didn’t look like a road. It looked like an angle deciding to last.

Iri stepped onto it.

II — Lattice Footfall

The path assembled one stride ahead, one stride behind, never all at once: a lattice of glass treads supported by nothing, each step humming a tone you didn’t hear so much as feel as a temperature of blue. The lanterns gathered at ankle and wrist height, forming little way‑plumes that cooled when the foot was placed, warmed when it lifted, learning Iri’s rhythm with the eagerness of new rain memorizing a roof.

On either side of the lattice, the meadow folded into planes of possibility like pages that had forgotten which book they belonged to. In one plane, a fog of DMT dragonflies combed the air with thread‑thin UV trails, knitting invisible nets that only became visible when a lantern drifted too near and lit them. In another, the horizon had a seam—just a neat stitch of gold—where day and night agreed to shake hands.

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Progress Island

Simon Sim's - Progress Island

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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.

------ Past-Tense Shenanigans ------

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.