This is the soundtrack for everyone who knows: No gold without coal, no shine without dirt. Over a massive Industrial Trap Beat, we turn sparks into fire, sweat into rhythm, and noise into a future that lasts. We are the grooves of the city that no one sees anymore—but when the bass pumps under bridges, we are there. Nothing goes back here. There is no pose, just grip. End of shift? Just a word. We call it: the beginning.
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Das ist der Soundtrack für alle, die wissen: Kein Gold ohne Kohle, kein Glanz ohne Dreck. Über einem wuchtigen Industrial Trap Beat verwandeln wir Funken in Feuer, Schweiß in den Takt und Lärm in eine Zukunft, die hält. Wir sind die Rillen der Stadt, die keiner mehr sieht—doch wenn der Bass unter Brücken pumpt, sind wir da. Hier geht nichts zurück. Hier gibt es keine Pose, nur Grip. Schichtende? Nur ein Wort. Wir nennen’s: Anfang.

Funken Werden Feuer (Sparks Become Fire)

The ultimate soundtrack for everyone who plans relaxation and protocols peace. Beach Regulation §1: Relax is a Bossa-Lo-Fi groove that calls the inner clock to order. With a wink, the track asks: What is the goal of this resting culture? The answer: Today nothing is in Excel, just sea. We put the must-do list beside us, let the thoughts fall into the sand, and write under Agenda Point C: Resolution: We stay.
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Der ultimative Soundtrack für alle, die Entspannung planen und Ruhe protokollieren. Strandordnung §1: Entspann dich ist ein Bossa-Lo-Fi-Groove, der die innere Uhr zur Räson ruft. Mit einem Augenzwinkern fragt der Track: Wo ist das Ziel dieser Rastkultur? Die Antwort: Heute ist nichts in Excel, nur Meer. Wir legen das Müssen neben uns, lassen die Gedanken in den Sand und schreiben in den Tagesordnungspunkt C: Beschluss: Wir bleiben.

Strandordnung §1 Entspann dich (Beach Regulation §1 Relax)

"Proof by Night" is the quiet mathematics of the soul. Over a minimalist piano melody, the art of absence unfolds—the sober realization that truth is often only found in the silence. The track proves: When all arguments and questions are asleep, only a calm breath remains, a heart that quietly leads the line. An axiom of patience. A proof that you are here, without reason—and that is enough.
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"Beweis durch Nacht" ist die stille Mathematik der Seele. Über einer minimalistischen Piano-Melodie entfaltet sich die Kunst der Abwesenheit—die nüchterne Erkenntnis, dass Wahrheit oft nur in der Stille gefunden wird. Der Track beweist: Wenn alle Argumente und Fragen schlafen, bleibt nur ein ruhiger Atemzug, ein Herz, das still die Zeile führt. Ein Axiom der Geduld. Ein Beweis dafür, dass man hier ist, ohne Grund—und dass das genügt.

Beweis durch Nacht (Proof by Night)

This is not a love song; it is the black box recording of a memory. Over piano, everything is cut into incomplete phrases and fractured sighs. Life is a borrowing, and time is the thief, leaving behind incomplete melodies and the low drone of an A2 note. Every collapse of sound and every wrong note is an emotional proof: Love is the kiss at the end, and existence is the proof of pain. Intentionally unpolished, the track allows the audio grain to decay, immersing the listener in an irretrievable private recollection.
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這不是情歌，這是記憶的黑箱錄音。在低保真、鋼琴聲中，一切都被切割成不完整的樂句和破碎的嘆息。人生如一場借，而時間是小偷，偷走了青春，留下了殘破的旋律和 A2 的單音嗡鳴。每一次聲音的崩塌、每一次錯誤的琴鍵，都是情緒上的證明：愛是終點處的吻，而存在即是痛苦的證明。 本曲故意不修飾，任憑音頻顆粒衰變，讓聽眾體會一場無法修復的私人回憶。

银髮夜話 (Silver Hair Night Talk)

This is a cinematic piece about the romance of being captured. Over a low, distorted piano and subtle pitch bending, a minimalist melody tells the story of the hunter and the fox. The hunter begins only with a simple "Got a light?", leading the fox to willingly offer its neck to the teeth. The hunt of life and self-destruction are compressed into fractured notes and emotional breaths. A single dry "k" or "O.K." is enough for the protagonist to read until dawn. This track is for everyone who, in love, is willing to be the prey—the most beautiful accident released by chance.
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這是一場關於被捕獲的浪漫。在低沉、失真的鋼琴聲和 pitch bending 中，一個極簡主義的旋律講述著獵人與狐狸的故事。獵人僅以一句「借火」為開場，便讓狐狸心甘情願地將脖子送進牙齒。人生的捕獵與自我毀滅，被濃縮在破碎的音符和情緒化的氣聲中。一句乾巴巴的「k」，足以讓主角讀到天亮。這首曲子是獻給所有在愛情中，甘願做一場最美意外的獵物。

獵與狐 (Hunter & The Fox)

"Room Key" is a bubbly, infectious anthem for low-stakes, high-intimacy love. Driven by a catchy stomp and clap rhythm and soft, playful bending pitches, the track turns the reality of small apartments and shared bills into pure romance. The dual male and female vocals trade talk-sung verses, charting the quiet victories of domestic life: "Bills stack like paperback spines," but "Every plan we couldn’t pay / turned to gold on a kitchen beam." This song is a promise—no high-drama belt, just a simple, unshakeable assurance that the lights are low, the score is forgotten, and "I’m here with the room key."

The Ultimate Cheerleading Vibe for Grown-Up Love.

Room Key (Leave the Light Low)

"Blue Hallway" is the addictive, high-energy soundtrack for all the nervous energy and quiet moments before a late-night rendezvous. Driven by a catchy stomp and clap rhythm and sparkling synth garnish, this Alt-Pop anthem locks the listener into the hyper-aware world of apartment waiting: counting the quiet like loose change, and letting the radiator tick the metronome. The male tenor and female mezzo trade witty verses filled with brat vibes and playful tension ("If waiting is a little crime, I’ll serve it gladly"). The chantable Chorus is a perfect declaration of intent: "Blue hallway—hold the door, two hearts, nothing more." This track is all about the electrifying power of what is not said, leaving one strip of light on for that perfect, inevitable moment.

Blue Hallway

This is not a song; it is the sonic recording of a memory collapsing. Set in a room that rejects light, the mezzo vocal navigates the truth between half-whispers and croaks. The incomplete chord progressions and deliberate pitch bending symbolize emotional instability. A granular glitch shreds the word "memory," while the reversed V1 stem creates a constant fight against the past. This piece is unedited, raw, and designed to use technical flaws (preamp saturation, lid thud) as profound artistic statements. The final sound is the absolute, physical termination of the narrative.
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これは音楽ではなく、記憶が崩壊していく過程の音響記録です。タイトルの通り、光を拒絶した部屋の中で、メゾ・ヴォーカルは囁きとしゃがれ声の間で漂い、真実を解析しようとします。不完全なコード進行と故意のピッチ・ベンディングが情緒的な不安を象徴。V1の逆再生ステムが過去との葛藤を生み、グランギュラー・グリッチが記憶を物理的に引き裂きます。最後の和音は、プリアンプの歪みの中で消え去り、蓋を閉じる音で物語は物理的に終止されます。すべてのノイズと技術的欠陥は、この部屋の温度であり、哲学的な痛みの証明です。

灯のない部屋 (A Room Without Lamps)

This song lives in the fragile space between two coordinates that can never quite align. "Eccentric Orbit" is about measuring love with the cold, precise tools of astronomy, only to find the answer is always intensely human.

It's the sound of a late-night vigil in an emotional observatory: the scratching of film negatives, the cold glass of a telescope, and the fear that every beautiful connection is fundamentally unstable. We treat deviation as our north star: "If deviation (eccentricity) is also a form of encounter, then let's make the error our precise aim."

Listen for the granular distortion—that’s the sound of a memory coordinate being lost. Listen for the misplaced piano notes—that's the rhythm of trying to track something beautiful but elusive.

The final chord isn't a resolution; it's a soft pressure on the palm of your hand, letting the sound slowly drift away. Because perhaps the greatest intimacy is accepting that the vast, necessary blank space of the universe is exactly large enough to contain the one you love.

Thank you for drifting with me.
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給聽眾的話:

這首歌活在兩個永遠無法完全對齊的座標之間。《偏心軌道》 講的是一個天文學家式的愛情故事：我們用冰冷而精準的工具去測量愛，卻發現答案永遠是熾熱的人性。

這是一個情緒觀測站的深夜：底片的刮痕、望遠鏡的冷光、以及對所有美麗連結都會失衡的恐懼。我們將所有的偏差視為我們的北極星：“如果偏心，也是一種相遇，那就把誤差，当作準星。”

請細聽那段顆粒化的失真—那是記憶坐標徹底丟失的聲音。請感受那些錯位的鋼琴音—那是試圖追蹤一個美麗卻又難以捕捉的身影的節奏。

最後的和弦並不是解脫，而是輕輕按在你掌紋裡的一個壓力，讓它順著你的脈搏慢慢偏離。因為也許最偉大的親密，就是接受宇宙中那片必要的空白，正好容得下你所愛的人。

謝謝你們與我一同漂流。

偏心轨道 (Off Centered Path)

Piano Noir for the mathematically heartbroken. This track lives in the cold, measured silence of a late-night vigil, using astronomical precision to track a love that is fundamentally off-center. Listen for the granular glitches—the sound of memory coordinates being corrupted—and the free-drifting piano that proves devotion isn't circular, it's just a constant error. The final word: the vast, necessary blank space of the universe is exactly big enough to hold the one you're missing.
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獻給數學式心碎的 Piano Noir。這首歌活在深夜觀測站的冰冷寂靜中，用天文學的精準來追蹤一段從根本上就偏離中心的愛。請聽那顆粒化的故障聲—記憶座標正在被破壞的聲音；以及自由漂流的鋼琴—它證明愛不是一個完美的圓，而是一個恆定的誤差。最終領悟：宇宙中那片宏大而必須的空白，正好能容納你思念的人。

無標尺距離 (Unmeasured Distance)

This account here isnt for promotional purposes. Its just simple placeholder and a showcase for our internal group. Its not meant to be "marketed" in soundcloud. We also DO NOT SEEK ANYONE'S ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS HERE. If u like what u hear? Cool. Or else? Still cool =)

50% of the songs here have been AI aided in the production phase but one thing remain constant here, the chords used, the lyrics, the tune are all original. We record one Verse/PC/C, and then AI will "gacha". All inconsistencies are edited with DAW. None of the songs on this channel here are finished complete productions. By doing this, we can ready a sample in less 3~4 days. If u still do not understand how wonderful this is for busy people with day time job, then good for u. Which means u have already ascended to the level that u make a huge killing from producing music =) 

Our group have lawyers, engineers, doctors and even ecologist etc. So its pure hobby for now but we are planning for bigger things. Afterall, many of the music on this channel are pure nostalgia from the 80s to 2010s. We recreate songs that we crave since more than half the group are boomers. =[

So no. Dont have to like the songs. =) We aint here to hunt for likes. We have other motives in our own production circle for 2026.

偏心轨道 (Off Centered Path)

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