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ISØLATIØN is a hard hitting, bass flavoured midtempo, industrial single from Italian Cyberpunk producer Chris Keya & US Bass, Dubstep Music producer ØNEZRØ. The single features eerie atmosphere synths, pounding drums and sharp basses.

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Chris Keya X ØNEZRØ - ISØLATIØN

Hunting Grounds

Finally i released another cyberpunk track!

Exterminate

https://open.spotify.com/album/3lTkp6At2SlEqoN55oOoWz
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No Liberty

Bod - No Liberty

In the high rises of Kiev, Ukraine, the Black Room Studio looms. The smoky base of operations for both the Dronny Darko and ProtoU project. 

Oleg's third solo album on Cryo Chamber is dark and occult. Having more in common with his first album Outer Tehom than his second, Neuroplasticity. 

Massive deep drone builds momentum as reality cracks open to reveal the darkness of the void. The majestic "Spira Igneus" humming in a frequency long forgotten. Lunacy caught form between damp tears and unholy chants. Ancient secrets uttered between clenched teeth in tortured whimper and lingering whispers. 

This is a lovechild of lowercase ambient, minimalist drone and nightmarish dark ambient.

Spira Igneus

Dronny Darko - Forbidden Wisdom

yeah back with a new sci fi dnb track enjoy :)

Annihilation

This Cyberpunk Ambient album from In Quantum takes you to the mega cities of the future.

"Early Spring 2074
Some say the old days were different. Before cybernetics and the transhumanist revolution. Before the megacorps bought us and our nations, our hopes and our dreams. People back then did not live, work, eat and sleep their lives away within the towering megacorp arcologies. These days only the lucky do so.

Before the megacorps developed the semantic networks, there were us - soulless prototypes with imprinted memories and so cybernetically enhanced that we verge ever on cyber-psychosis. Due to our post-human DNA, programmed for resilience, we work and live in areas where Humans cannot - like Sector 417. A quarantined and irradiated zone where we protect and maintain the filtration, power and sewage systems of the Mega-City. The nuclear fallout from the conflicts of the 50's is mostly cleaned up thanks to us, though you would never know it.

Water is scarce, and the first war over it is already brewing. We see, but lack the capacity to care. The word Humanity now feels on the tongue like some long-lost dream. A vision of freedom and serenity, turned to coarse sand on our pallets.

We see the riots from up here, red smoke and gunfire as anti-transhumanist chants peal through the city. Humans that are disenfranchised, without value in a new world where semantic networks connect the soulless, making them smarter and more effective. What is a single brain compared to thousands? Sometime recently we diverged from the evolutionary path of the many, and now seem land-locked into evolving into a single mind. A single mind at war with itself and all of creation. A single mind ready to disembowel itself to cut the cancer out.

To cut us out."

Warm analogue bass, textural soundspaces and cinematic build ups combine for a unique look into the future of mankind.

Memory 417

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Odyssey

Alphaxone, ProtoU and Onasander join forces on Shadows of Forgotten Legends. Ancient behemoths lurk in black waters on this sub-ambient album.

According to Nordic legends, the Kraken was a mythological creature that was terrorizing sailors from Greenland to Norway. By emerging from deep sea, the giant beast was shattering vessels with huge tentacles and devouring entire crews.

"Shadows of forgotten legends" draws a new sonic path to invoke this ancient Scourge of the Seas, awakening it from deep sleep.

"Below the thunders of the upper deep;
Far far beneath in the abysmal sea,
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee
About his shadowy sides; above him swell
Huge sponges of millennial growth and height;
And far away into the sickly light,
From many a wondrous grot and secret cell
Unnumber'd and enormous polypi
Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green.
There hath he lain for ages, and will lie
Battening upon huge seaworms in his sleep,
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then once by man and angels to be seen,
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.
- Alfred Lord Tennyson"

Layered drone and aquatic textures combine for a deep journey into the depths.

Hunting Grounds

Hunter Patrol

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