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Thanks for following, the new underground mix is ​​here! At the very beginning you can hear the dialect from the area of ​​the city of Čakovec, Croatia 😎✌️🇭🇷

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"Einsteigen, festhalten (Da kommt der Bus)"

Einsteigen, festhalten, die Reise beginnt
Durch uns're Stadt, wo jedes Ziel uns gewinnt
Die Räder rollen, das Abenteuer ruft
So wild und unverhofft

Der Bus wartet nicht, weder auf dich noch auf mich
Also schnell einsteigen, bevor der Moment vergeht, oh
Steigen Sie ein, warten Sie, wir fahren diese Nacht
Die Stadt erstrahlt, das Abenteuer erwacht

Einsteigen, festhalten, die Reise beginnt
Durch uns're Stadt, wo jedes Ziel uns gewinnt
Die Räder rollen, das Abenteuer ruft
Vergiss die Zeit, erlebe das Jetzt, so wild und unverhofft

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"Jump In, Hold Tight (Here Comes the Bus)"

Jump in, hold tight, the journey begins
Through our town, where every goal is a win
The wheels roll, adventure calls
So wild and unexpected

The bus won't wait, neither for you nor for me
So get in quickly, before the moment passes, oh
Jump on, wait, we're leaving tonight
The town shines, adventure awakens

Jump on, hold tight, the journey begins
Through our town, where every goal is a win
The wheels roll, adventure calls
Forget time, experience Now, so wild and unexpected

Petra Joy ... vocals, other stuff
Birgit Lauer ... vocals, keyboards
Simone Lauer ... vocals, drums, percussion
Peter Roland Kuhn ... trumpet, band arrangements
Die Einheimischen ... the band

Music and lyrics created and curated by Petra Joy Fischer, Peter Roland Kuhn & Jah Bozo

Die Einheimischen - "Einsteigen, festhalten (Da kommt der Bus)"

Hi there,

I'm introducing my first DJ MIX series as ABJECT RHYTHM,
my House, Minimal and Electro House profile.
Enjoy and stay tuned for more news and DJ sessions coming soon!

#MIX 001 ABJECT RHYTHM

The Guardian

Visualizer Music Video : https://youtu.be/ncBHDoL8AQg
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Fractal portals, hypnotic bass—this space trip resets your brain.
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Voyage of the Fractal Nomad
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Page 1: The Cocoon and the Call
In the pitch-black cradle of deep-sector 91‑Δ, something stirred.

The Cocoon was not a ship in the traditional sense. It pulsed, breathed, and dreamed. Its hull was laced with thin-film iridescence, woven from the silk of bioluminescent mycelia. Inside, a singular entity began to wake—the Fractal Nomad. Not born, not made, but grown from the remains of a forgotten psynaut and an ancient fungal intelligence.

No alarms. No spoken commands. Just a vibration that deepened into meaning.

The Nomad blinked twice. Not eyelids—there were no more eyes. But consciousness phased into clarity. A lattice of liquid sunlight unfolded across the Cocoon’s canopy. That was the signal.

The solar sails unfurled, silent sheets of translucent light slicing through vacuum like blooming petals. The Cocoon heaved forward, stretching spacetime into a tunnel of colorless heat. As it entered slipstream velocity, the Cocoon's internal symbiotes pulsed in sync, lubricating the journey with ionized thoughtform lubricants.

And then... they descended.

Not downward, but inward. Into something deeper than space.

Page 2: Tunnels of Smoke and Memory
The slipstream was not linear. It twisted like a Möbius nerve—a loop folded upon itself, hiding deeper truths with every pulse. Inside the stream, light behaved like thought, and thought behaved like fluid.

The Nomad’s mind flickered with echoes of past lives: dying on a jungle planet while mushrooms sang dirges; drowning in clouds made of serotonin; kissing a mirrored self on a moon with no name.

The Cocoon shook.

A metallic howl rippled through the spine of the vessel. The warp coils strained, each one a living organ wrapped in platinum membranes. Electro-psionic turbulence tore at the mycelial lattice, splitting it momentarily into kaleidoscopic nerve clusters.

They were being rerouted. Something unseen had hijacked the trajectory.

But then came the release.

The Cocoon burst into a nebular blossom—a great flower made of starfire and pheromone dust. The Nomad hovered in its core like a bee tasting eternity.

Time bled into petals.

Page 3: The Bloom, the Chorus, and the Caravan
An 8-second eternity.

The Cocoon drifted inside a radiant prismatic bloom, where rainbow light condensed into liquid lenses. Through them, the Nomad could see latticework cities built by forgotten species: organic skyscrapers, breathing streets, psychic highways.

Then, something emerged from the bloom—a mushroom spire, golden and immense, coiling around the Cocoon. It released a harmonic burst of spores, each one humming a perfect A♯ frequency. The chorus of spores sang a name the Nomad had never known it had.

And with that, the Cocoon recalibrated.

A swarm of micro-vessels unfurled from its hull—the Quantum Caravan. These weren’t ships; they were fragments of the Nomad’s own psyche, each carrying a different version of truth. They aligned into a spiral formation and began gliding across a plane of turquoise plasma.


Continues on the website:
https://grasspatchbum.com/2025/07/29/voyage-of-the-fractal-nomad/

#techno  #4kvisualizer  #psychedelictechno  #trippyart

Voyage of the Fractal Nomad

I started playing a melody on guitar, then tried it on synthesizer, I got more and more into this musical motif, especially since instrumental music could be combined well with the tools and effects of electronic music. It was great fun. Maybe someone else likes it, then I'm happy.

Further on the Road

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Warn The Neighbors proudly welcomes UTKU (@utkudeepmusic) to the label with her stunning debut track Fireflies—a smooth, downtempo journey that radiates warmth, groove, and sunset soul.

Rooted in organic house but leaning into chill territory, Fireflies drifts effortlessly between lush textures and laid-back rhythm. Soft percussion and subtle melodic flourishes create a spacious, airy groove—like a warm breeze just before dusk.

UTKU masterfully captures that golden-hour feeling—the calm, the glow, the quiet anticipation. It's a track made for rooftop sets, beachside sunsets, or simply unwinding with your feet up and your thoughts adrift.

With Fireflies, UTKU sets a strong tone for what’s to come: refined, emotive, and deeply connected to the moment. A true feel-good debut that’s equally at home on the dancefloor or your favorite chill-out playlist.



Fireflies

Fireflies (Original Mix)

Buy / Stream

UTKU - Fireflies (Original Mix) [Warn The Neighbors]

Buy on bandcamp

Simon Sim's - House Music Machine

Sax Afrikana

Simon Sim's  & Fantasia - Sax Afrikana

Dig the tunes? Check out trippy music videos: https://www.youtube.com/@grasspatchbum

Website or Instagram for booking.

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.

------ 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.