jeremy played this in NYC at the vivrant boat party last year wow!

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Cut from Cirez D's Essential Mix @ Creamfields 2016
https://bbc.co.uk/programmes/p046wmf3/p046x1mm

► Cirez D ♫
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Re-uploaded due to account switch. Originally uploaded 12/08/2018. Switched at 3.8k plays & 97 likes.

► IDJunkie
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Cirez D - Essential Mix ID

Cut from DCR667 – Drumcode Radio Live - Adam Beyer ▢ Cirez D live mix from Resistance at Ultra, Miami, listen here:
https://soundcloud.com/adambeyer/dcr667-drumcode-radio-live-adam-beyer-cirez-d-live-mix-from-resistance-at-ultra-miami

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Pryda - Epic 5.0 Intro ID (EPIC Radio Ep 11 Beats One)

1ØØ1-Forge [Mellon Place Records]

Hard techno warehouse visual—industrial drive, acid sparks, peak‑time pressure.
Warehouse rave energy meets sci‑fi worlds—hard techno visual on max drive.
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Neo‑rave surge: hard techno, trance‑techno twists, warehouse energy unleashed.
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Starwell of the Null Garden
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Trippy Music Video : https://youtu.be/6i25ex5LE6U
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The field was a sheet of cooled night—black glass stretched to every horizon, unmarked, unscarred, holding a silence that felt designed. Nothing moved. Even the wind kept its thoughts to itself. Above, a single white disk hung in a sky the color of an unblinking eye. It wasn’t a sun in any faithful sense; it didn’t warm, it didn’t arc, it didn’t dim. It merely existed in a way that implied observation.

The traveler arrived with boots that did not echo. They paused to test the place with a breath. Air, metallic and clean, entered and left their lungs as if passing through a narrow instrument. Their coat carried a seam of cyan light along the hem, a habit taken from other worlds where shadows kept score; here, the light cut no more than a suggestion along the glass.

A tremor rose beneath their feet—steady, unhurried, identical from one pulse to the next. The black field flexed like the surface of a held note, then cracked along a hexagon so precise it might have been measured by a patience older than mathematics. Light bled upward through the seam, saturating the hexagon, then the one beside it, then the next, until a column of hexagonal plates rose into the air with the diligence of a plant uncoiling.

It was an elevator without walls, a starwell, and the steps it offered were simple: up.

The traveler set a foot on the first light-plate. The plate accepted the weight, glowed a shade deeper, and ascended. Another plate took its place beneath, then another. The starwell climbed, carrying its passenger into a shaft of perfectly still air where dust never existed and sound had to invent itself. Each hexagon expanded and contracted as if breathing; the traveler matched that rhythm without knowing when the decision had been made.

As they rose, the glass field below revealed patterns like frost. Threads of quartz traced sigils that widened into channels and closed again, searching for a memory of water. Halfway through the ascent, the white disk overhead winked—one crisp shutter of absence—and returned to watching. The starwell reached a height where the horizon curved, then stopped as if listening.

The traveler stepped off. The platform had delivered them to a hovering terrace cut from nothing: a balcony of air with a thin rail of light to keep the idea of falling honest. Far below, the glass field was no longer empty. Pale filaments were pushing through it, quivering as they tested the world. In seconds the filaments thickened into latticed columns—quartz spines veined with faint teal. Plates slid into existence along the columns, opening like gills. The gills pulsed and released motes that drifted upward in spirals.

Continues on the website:
https://grasspatchbum.com/2025/08/13/graviton-maw-rapture/

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