Much like the universally loved spy-thriller, "Mr. Gadget"... this track evokes feelings of sneaking up on the beat and gettin' down with the feet.
"GO GO GADGET LEGS", they all said in unison.  

Artwork: brenner
Mastered by: foi oi oi

Go Go Gadget Legs - brenner

livwutang at Outra Cena, This Side, 20/01/2024

Saturday 3 February 2024
CTM 2024 – Sustain
RSO.Berlin

Like a blossoming mind-fungus, the microtextual world of upsammy hums with the uncanny seepage of the organic. Effortlessly blending translucent tones and funky rhythms, the Amsterdam artist creates a natural groove that flows through different speeds of spatial vibes and dreamy soundscapes. Collaborating with visual artist Jonathan Castro in many of her live shows, they craft psyched-out landscapes, playing with contradictions of comfort and solitude. These are beautiful companion pieces to her ephemerally-hitting DJ sets, drawing from trippy experimental DnB and offbeat techno.

@upsammy

CTM 2024: upsammy at RSO.Berlin

The lovely French pixie @bambi-dj for #154. Based in Paris, she has a mostly show on @rinse_france & is a regular resident at both the wonderful Macadam Nantes & @@hypersoft_bln 

Her sound is textured, kaleidoscopic & unearthly - full of surprises but somehow always warm & inviting.  She has been an exciting artist to watch blossom in recent times. A. perfect fit for the Animix series.

Thanks Célia!

Animix One Hundred & Fifty Four: Bambi

Rhyw (UK+GR) @rhyw
Live at MUTEK Montréal | Édition 25
Métropolis 1 on August 23, 2024
Mastered by @pheek (audioservices.studio)

Rhyw presents a live performance that pushes the boundaries of techno, blending precise sound design with dynamic broken beat elements. His approach merges minimal structures with intricate modular synthesis, offering a set that balances dancefloor energy with experimental depth.


MUTEKLIVE367 - Rhyw

Kiosk and The Lot Radio proudly team up for a three-day broadcast from the Moon Ra stage at Horst Festival, highlighting the vibrant music scenes of New York and Brussels at one of Europe’s renowned festivals.

https://www.instagram.com/objekttt

www.kioskradio.com
www.thelotradio.com
www.horstartsandmusic.com

Objekt | Kiosk Radio x The Lot Radio at Horst Festival 2025

"Summer of Solstice 3055: 

I’d just returned from a long stint working the orbital docks, preparing to settle back into the life cycle routine that was Valkor Zenith. The last thing I expected was to reconnect with three old friends from my days at the Echo House orphanage. Sora had slipped back from exile on Neoterra Prime. Rion had fled the undercity of Crysalis after a grav-bike race gone bad. And Omrin, who I hadn’t seen or heard of in more than a decade, had shown up out of nowhere as if no time had passed with a stolen data map and a proposition: we’d go find the Dream Beacon.

We’d grown up with the story. A myth, really. Some ancient alien relic buried deep in the sand sea, spoken of in hushed tones in level D bars and back-alley data centres. The promise was simple, if you could reactivate its signal with your own transmission, you’d be granted your most longed-for dreams and unimaginable wealth. No one had ever found it.

I’m still not entirely sure what made us set off and follow Omrin so blindly that summer. Maybe it was grief, maybe hope. Or just that need to move, to do anything but sit still. Each of us were adrift in our own orbit of longing and loss, and somehow, we collided again, drawn together like shards of a broken constellation.

We had left the neon haze of Valkor Zenith behind at sunset, riding the wide stretches of plasma rail to the outer edges as the city lights faded behind us. Nights were lit by twin moons and we passed the time listening to old mixes we’d recorded in our youth, our playlists humming through our comms as we hurtled across other-worldly landscapes at 200mph. In the two months that followed, we would laugh in the ruins of the Oblivion Cradle, party with rogue miners in bioluminescent fungi caverns, feel the cold rush of air as our bikes skimmed the ridges of the Halcyon Scar, be chased by Karn bike gangs through synth-storms, and save a lone settler named Joyce trapped in a dust pocket whilst traversing the Ash Spires. 

As we hurtled towards the promise of the Dream Beacon, I often wondered, was the beacon even real? And if it was, what would I even upload as my transmission? Maybe one of those old mixes we used to make. I’m sure all these questions flickered across all our minds, unspoken. But that summer, deep down, none of it really mattered. I would’ve followed those three anywhere..."

@riccardovillella
@truants
IG: @villella303
truantsblog.com

Distant Signals 077: Villella

Alien zaps, chopped electro and playful techno from the Fever AM boss's live set at Mode Festival 2024.

@rhyw

RA Live - Rhyw (Live) - Mode Festival 2024, Australia

Studio Session w/Tasha (28/06/25)

Truancy Sessions S02 E08: Giorgi Pipia (@giorgipipia)

Artwork by Lolo (@lolo-lolo-lolo-96)

Access the download and tracklist (TBC) on our Patreon (patreon.com/truants). However if you need anything leave us a nice comment here with @giorgipipia tagged and either of us will get back to you with an ID! Your support helps cover all our costs allows Truants to continue running as a non-profit and ad-free platform.

Giorgi Pipia

Truancy Sesions S02 E08: Giorgi Pipia

It is not easy to find Saphira, and it is even harder to leave. If it so chooses, the city will appear first as a quivering mirage on the horizon, second as a blinding stone mirror, and third as a sprawling maze whose sounds and sensations embrace the traveler in a slow and languid frenzy. Quite famously, it is home to countless locked eyes and spellbound hearts. It is a place whose deep currents of longing, like the sound of its ocean shore, seem to rumble and hiss under the surface of every word and gesture, in every bead of sweat that blooms from the glimmering skin of its people.

Saphira is at all times caught between a low-lying sun to the west and a glowing moon to the east. They hang above the skyline with an eerie stillness, watching the city’s tireless creatures writhe together in tenderness and sin, casting upon them a pale, silvery gold light that hangs heavy in the humid air. It is in the tension of this peculiar light and its slender, tangled shadows that Saphira’s longing grows dense and time thickens within its walls. Traveler and resident alike are suspended in an endless eros, caught tightly between pain and pleasure, between the sting of saltwater in one’s eyes and the sticky sweetness of ripe fruit on one’s lips. 

Perhaps this is why Saphira’s radios and televisions stutter with phrases and images so ghostly yet so intimately familiar, why its dusty buildings seem always to crumble so gloriously yet never collapse, why around every corner there is a street that so closely resembles one of a distant and loving memory, and why the curling flakes of paint on its walls and facades will reach out against the heat without fading or falling. It is a city inside of want and outside of time.

Text by Devon Hansen, Photo by CCL

Invisible Cities Ⅰ: 𝓼𝓪𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓪

1/3 of Headcleaner Collective
Columbus OH
Contact: justbrennermusic@gmail.com
Links: https://linktr.ee/Justbrenner
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Considerable time has been spent making tracks that will never see the light of day or glow of night. 
This project is meant to express dance-focused electronic music with brenner’s authentic voice. His truest voice is one that is spoken directly with his “words”. With sets that are 100% original, to very little original work, the common ground is an attempt to zero in on what his voice can say to a group of dancing bodies.
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Majorettes release here:
https://majorrecords.bandcamp.com/album/damn
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All self-releases here:
https://justbrenner.bandcamp.com/music
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Header image by foi oi oi