Music video : https://youtu.be/OcXDg9glV04

Peak‑time techno with rolling bass and a trance‑kissed lift.
Hypnotic lines, heavy kick—deep warehouse pressure.
Dark to euphoric in one ascent—driving melodic techno.

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The Story  ᓚᘏᗢ  ➜
The night forest wore the moon like a needle. Pale light stitched from branch to branch, fastening leaf to leaf, turning dew into a lace of cold fire. Beneath that careful seamwork stood a traveler who was not born but assembled—woven out of comet silk, lark‑black shadow, and the quiet intelligence of mycelium. The traveler’s name was Vaelith, though names here were less like labels and more like roots: buried, drinking deep, feeding leaves farther away than anyone could see.

Vaelith’s eyes were slow spirals of silver, rotating once for yes, twice for no, and three times when questions were too complex for a single answer. A braid of pale moss lay across their shoulder; it pulsed softly, an extra heart given by the understory. From the traveler’s waist hung an oval shard of fused stardust—meteor glass—which warmed whenever a path wanted to be found.

That night the glass began to thrum like a low tide in the bones. The shard lifted, not by string or charm but by fondness, and spread a hairline beam across the leaf litter. The light was thin and precise, like a thread the moon had misplaced and now asked Vaelith to return.

They stepped forward. The mossy braid stirred, tasting the air, and the forest answered by re‑arranging itself with hospitality: roots angled to make steps; mushrooms turned their luminous caps to guide; ferns bowed in a rustle that meant we’ve been expecting you. Distant trunks clicked together the way stones do after speech, and the meteor glass kept humming.

As Vaelith walked, soft lanterns rose—small colonies of caps with gills that glowed a psilocybin blue, then shifted into LSD‑bright filaments that crossed the trail like sutures in living skin. The threads did not tie anything down; they held it in a promise. Overhead, branches met in arcs that had never seen architecture and yet produced it, a natural vault where owls wore masks of DMT‑geometry, feather‑tips repeating the same perfect triangle, smaller and smaller, until the pattern fell inward like a whisper.

A figure waited at the mouth of the first clearing: humanoid in the way a tree is humanoid only when the wind persuades it. Limbs were slender cambium, veneer polished by moonlight. Eyes: two slow pools of resin. Antlers: not antlers, but growing scrolls of polished bark carved by termites into filigree. It bowed with the patience of old rainfall.

“Loom‑kin,” Vaelith said, their voice a weave of low breath and the click of beetle shells. The resin eyes brightened.

“I am Soresyn of the Canopy, tender to the seam that holds this world together,” the being said. “The moon has placed thread in your keeping. Something is unraveling beyond my reach.”

The meteor glass hummed harder. Vaelith lifted it, and inside the shard swam a map that wasn’t a map—not inked lines but living filaments drifting as if underwater. They nudged one, and it laid itself along a path only the forest could see.

“Speak of the unraveling,” Vaelith said.

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Threaded by Moon and Moss // Music Video @ YouTube

⚡NEW⚡   Rain In The Creek

Psycheleic Night

🎧 We Are One Podcast — New Episode featuring Nao Tamura (Osaka, Japan)

Welcome to a brand-new episode of the We Are One Podcast.
This time, we are proud to present Nao Tamura from Osaka, Japan 🇯🇵 — a DJ and producer whose musical journey began in the early 1990s, deeply influenced by the emerging rave culture of that era.

Starting his DJ career in the late 1990s, Nao quickly became known for his passion and precision behind the decks. After years of experience in clubs, events, and radio, he reignited his artistic path in 2021, inspired by a meeting with the TB-303 clone manufacturer gizm0x. Since then, he has been active as a resident DJ on Profoundradio.com 🇬🇧, PLANET MUSIC GROUP 🇪🇸🇦🇷, and Electro Music Humans 🇩🇪, reaching audiences worldwide.

Nao Tamura’s sound blends hypnotic acid lines, driving techno rhythms, and melodic structures into a signature style defined by both power and emotion.
Expect a captivating set full of ACID TECHNO, ACID TRANCE, PEAK TIME / DRIVING TECHNO, MAINSTAGE, and MELODIC HOUSE / TECHNO.

Immerse yourself in the vibrant sound of Osaka — and feel the unity of music:
We Are One.

TL:
1. Patrice Baumel, Chiara Gamo / Luce (feat. Chiara Gamo) (feat. Chiara Gamo)
2. Hatiras / Hypnotized (Extended Mix)
3. PARAFRAME, PUROFY / Fading Moments (Original Mix)
4. Adam Sellouk, Anyma (ofc) / Girls MIA (Extended Mix)
5. Da Hool, Cassian, YOTTO / Love Parade (Extended Mix)
6. CamelPhat, Kolsch / Waste my time (Original Mix)
7. Middle Earth / Caisa (Kevin De Vries Remix)
8. Alexey Union, Yulia Niko, Kinky Sound / Takina (Extended Mix)
9. Emanuel Satie, Tim Engelhardt, Maga, Sean Doron, Rosbeh / Set You Free (Original Mix)
10. Argy, Adriatique / RACER (Extended Mix)
11. Jast / Move (Extended Mix)
12. Notre Dame / Lost Echoes (Extended Mix)
13. Borgetti / Follow Me (Original Mix)
14. Ezequiel Arias / Delirio (Extended Mix)
15. Rivo, Jaquet / Mess Around (Baby Baby) (Extended)

Links▼
www.profoundradio.com

https://soundcloud.com/naotamura

www.instagram.com/nao_70_tamura_jp

linktr.ee/gizm0x

NAO TAMURA

We Are One Podcast Episode 280 - Nao Tamura

Prepárate para un viaje en el tiempo con un giro moderno con este cover house de "Cuéntame" de Fórmula V. Esta versión revitaliza el icónico tema de los años 60 con una producción contemporánea, infundiendo la melodía original con vibraciones dance, una base rítmica irresistible y sintetizadores llenos de buen rollo. Mantiene el espíritu nostálgico y optimista de la canción, pero lo transforma en un himno perfecto para la pista de baile.

Cuentame (feat. Hugo Fénix)

Cuentame (Feat. Hugo Fénix) - moreno deejay remix

Dominator Melodies of you Dominating
Live Studio Sessions mix 023🚀🕺
Feel the Rush. Feel the energy Feel power.
Pure rave – raw, real, and unfiltered🎶😁
Sounds to unwind too, let your soul drift deep into an uplifting state of mind that Echoes from the underground.
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No perfection...but always from the heart.

#Cinematic #Storytelling #Emotional #Dark #Goth #Desolate #KiiMA

Desolate

Weaks Always Win

sonic bridges 9 hip hop beats

Music Video | https://youtu.be/ZpyE0mGNGH0

Hypnotic techno meets cosmic rave—lose yourself in the corridor.
Peak‑time pulse, psychedelic visuals—ride the dimensional transit.
Hard‑edged, hypnotic techno with a sci‑fi twist—watch in 4K.

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The Story  ᓚᘏᗢ  ➜
Prologue: The Meridian that Dreamed in Mycelium

The vessel is alive and older than most mountains. It calls itself Gleamroot, though names are merely the skins it sheds between journeys. Its hull is bark-metal and pearl-chitin, laced with veins that glow when it thinks. Beneath those veins run threads like silvered mycelium, branching and branching until they braid into a mind. The mind is quiet now, listening to the dark that lies between constellations.

At Gleamroot’s heart stands Vael, a tall, luminous figure whose silhouette suggests a humanoid ancestry, though no one could mistake Vael for anything born on a common world. Their skin is a soft, bioluminescent slate that shows faint rings like the cross-section of a tree. From their crown rise flexible filaments—sensory hyphae—that unfurl and curl according to mood. When Vael concentrates, the filaments lift and spread like soft antlers, tasting the field-lines of reality. When they rest, the filaments drape across their shoulders like a scarf woven from moonlight.

Vael is a Meridian Cartographer of the Lumenroot Veldt, a lineage that maps not merely places but the coherences between them. They do not draw rivers and roads. They map habits of existence—the ways a moment leans toward another, the corridors of probability that living minds unwittingly pave. Their discipline is ancient and surgical. They walk the L‑S‑D lattice—Luminal‑Spiral Diagrams—which are not scripts but living geometries that awaken when looked upon with a steady attention.

Ahead of Gleamroot, suspending the black like a crown of frost, floats the Fane of Meridian: a ring vast enough to swallow oceans, woven from calcified moonbeams and threads of time. It is not a machine and not a temple; it is both and neither. Those who approach respectfully call it the Arc-Fane. Those who approach hungrily do not live to coin a name.

Vael comes respectfully. They do not kneel. They reach toward the console where luminous glyphs—L‑S‑D diagrams—blossom into nested spirals and dendrites upon contact. The diagrams unfold according to the pressure and warmth of Vael’s palm, in a duet of agency and welcome. Gleamroot flexes its roots into the thin awareness that girds the Fane, and everything shivers as if the void itself has inhaled.

Beyond the ring, the Dimensional Meridian waits: a dendritic corridor that connects not locations but realities—threaded hollows in the bark of the multiverse. To enter it is to admit that distance is gossip. To transit it is to become a rumor yourself, repeated until you arrive.

Vael closes their eyes. The hyphae rise. On the inner surface of their eyelids, a delicate storm of glyphs begins to turn.

I. Lanterns of the Threshold

The first sign is subtle: the dark grows grain, as if seeded with invisible pollen. Then the pollen kindles. Out of the vacuum drift shapes like mushroom lanterns, each no larger than Vael’s fist, each a perfect spire topped by a bell. 

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Dimensional Meridian Transit | Trippy Video ! YouTube

Available today on all streaming platforms (14.11.25).My new track "Angel" is released on Artistfy Records. I would appreciate any support. You can find it at the following links.
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Need change - going into the depths.

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.