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A ribbon-tale in four turns and a fold

Turn I – The Compass That Dreamed of Circles
The rust-red cloud-sea stretched so wide that horizons felt like rumors. Kelru—the quiet sky-sailor who trusted silence more than chart or star—nursed her tea on the quarter-deck of the little vessel Mirage Drift. A quartz compass rested in her palm. It ticked not by seconds but by colors: blush, jade, violet, blush again, forever spiraling.

Every elder of the Aerial Convent had warned her: “A compass that will not sit still doesn’t point outward; it points inward.” Meaning, of course, that it revealed the routes no map could speak of—ones that tunneled through perception itself. Kelru finished the last swallow of tea, flipped her hood against ion wind, and whispered the ritual launch word:

“Un-loop.”

Sails of silver mycelium billowed open. The compass flared gold. Space about the hull pleated like starched fabric, and the Mirage Drift slid through the crease—leaving behind only a curly waft of cinnamon steam.

Turn II – Möbius Expanse (First Face)
Kelru emerged beneath a violet dusk where shattered moons hovered, immobile yet restless. Time here was viscous; when she raised a hand, trailing after-images formed staircases of herself.

She recalled a childhood riddle: “What is the shape whose inside is its outside?” Below her boots, a lane of rainbow glass snaked in both directions, though she sensed those directions were secretly one. The compass needle spun, then locked to a single half-twist—forming, unmistakably, a Möbius glyph.

“I see,” she murmured and set foot upon the lane.

Every step cycled her through memories that weren’t quite hers: balancing on barn roofs, arguing with a mirror that answered in languages unlearned, kissing someone whose face blurred like dew on metal. The lane insisted: all edges meet.

At its far-but-also-near end, she met a guardian sculpted from smoke and sapphire dust. It wore a mask of her own smile.

“Trade me your future,” the guardian breathed, “and I will free you from every loop.”

Kelru refused, for a shortest path was never her goal. She wanted the long way around—infinite, untidy, alive. The guardian cracked like ash in rain, and the lane blossomed into a spiral staircase of shimmering fern-leaves.

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Sky-Sailor’s Möbius Loop

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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 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.