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// CZEN // [FT. DOUGAN] - AKIRA

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// Lee.o B2B Grass Patch Bum [[Rooftop Mix]] #13 Grumpy House Grooves //

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// Lee.o B2B Grass Patch Bum [[Rooftop Mix]] #13 Grumpy House Grooves

// 8U8A // [[KAOSS LIVE SESSION ROUND2]]

This weeks Grumpy House Grooves welcomes back the return of 8U8A, armed with the Korg Kaoss Pad, throws down a full live rooftop session.

Get ready for round 2 and experience a journey into raw creativity and ascend with the sounds from the filthroller 8U8A!

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// 8U8A // #15 Grumpy House Grooves  [[KAOSS LIVE SESSIONS RND2]]

used track ... Analog Jungs,Adrien (ar),Durante,Niceshoot,,Paul Arcane,Micheael A,Gai Barone and etc

PROGRESIJA ZVUKA

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Violet starlight flickers against a velvet void as the cosmic desert exhales its first pulse. Beneath that pulse six chrome-shelled sand-skimmers rest like dormant predators, engines humming at the edge of silence. Captain Vel Anteras swings a leg over the lead hull, his weather-tattered cloak snapping in the faint solar wind. In his palm glows a crystal compass—its needle refuses to point north, instead twitching toward a jagged fissure in the sky: the Prism Gate, a rift rumored to weave rhythm into wormholes.

One sharp twist of the throttle and the entire caravan erupts forward. The skimmers skim a desert of liquid glass, carving mirrored wakes that fling prismatic shards into the air. Each shard hangs momentarily like a frozen lightning bolt before dissolving into a mist of rainbow static. The bass throb of their anti-grav drives merges with a percussion of skittering micro-rocks, forming an accidental symphony that echoes for light-years across the dunes.

Soon the horizon buckles. A single dune rises higher than any mountain—its grains flash through colors no spectrum can name, cycling from prehistoric shades of ochre to futurist neons birthed in laboratories yet unbuilt. Vel powers down and steps onto its shifting flank. Time thickens. Every footprint detonates into cloudlets of fractured memories—childhood rainstorms, half-forgotten melodies, strangers’ kisses tasted only in dreams. The world slows to the heartbeat of a slumbering star.

But the lull is a trick. A sudden thunder of crystal hooves shatters the trance. Shards of those earlier rainbow mists have fused into translucent beasts: giraffe-long necks of glass, lion torsos refracting desert light like living chandeliers. They charge alongside the skimmers, their footfalls chiming as if a cathedral bell tower were galloping at full tilt. Vel laughs, steering through the crystalline stampede, sparks of mirrored sand tick-tacking off his visor.

An eye-blink later, the roar collapses into hush. Where sound once pounded, silence now rings. A silver pool—smooth as mercury—materializes at dune’s base, offering stillness so complete it swallows breath. Vel kneels, cupping liquid metal that weighs nothing yet drips memories of languages no tongue has spoken. One sip, and he recalls how it feels to be born tomorrow.

The beat returns—faster, tribal, insistent. Thirteen moons slide across the violet star, stacking atop one another like the tumblers of an interstellar lock. Each eclipse click syncs to the caravan’s drum-laced engine rhythm. Gravity hiccups. Skimmers hop from one sliver of reality to the next, bouncing between dimensions as easily as children skip stones across a pond.

Vel’s compass spins wild, then locks onto a new signal: a neural riptide roaring eighty meters ahead. Invisible yet deafening, the current is an ocean made of forgotten tweets, orphaned lullabies, and half-erased diary entries. The caravan dives in. Sonic waves of acid-bright arpeggios batter them left and right, rewriting neurons in real time. Memories flash-update; old scars heal; ancient grudges flicker out like bad code purged from a system. They emerge dripping data that shimmers like dew on circuit boards.

Continues on the website...

Contraband Starlines

Prism-Gate Smugglers

g00d_3nd

a soulful song about being addicted to someone so much it becomes toxic.

So Sick (1).mp3

The Cure - Fascination Street (Virgin Magnetic Material Remix)

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Techno, Trance, Psytech, Psytrance, and other liquid psychedelic music is where I'm the happiest but I do love a lot of Latin, Tribal, LoFi, Chillhop so I'll start Off-Beat Mondays so experimenting.

------ 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.

Prism-Gate Smugglers

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