Re-Explode 47

Dive into the raw energy of acid music with BBAM’s latest track, where analog synths twist and grind beneath a voice from history.
In "Why Not", Ronald Reagan’s iconic demand to “tear down this wall” echoes through a storm of 303 grooves and razor-sharp electro textures.

This isn’t just music — it’s a sonic confrontation between power and sound, past and present.
Berlin. 1987. Reimagined. Rewired. Recharged.

Why not shake the system? Why not dance with ghosts? Why not… now?

#AcidMusic #TearDownThisWall #ElectroBeats #BBAMMusic #ColdWarGroove #ReaganSpeech #UndergroundElectro #BerlinWallVibes #WhyNot

Why Not?

Why Not - KRT Production

Hope you enjoy the Electronic Flow of my track "Honey" a fusion of a few styles.

Honey

Umrandungen, Vol. 1

Umrandungen-01-01 (Remastered 2025)

The Power Over Me

Your Special

HEAVY PETTING

London Aliens

From our recently released album now available on viny! Please go to https://pashang.bandcamp.com/album/night-of-the-invasion-of-the-nazi-marsupial-werewolves-from-outer-space

Pashang  爬上 and Stranded Alien -  Fire Road 13

My take on an old favorite and song that will live in my head for the rest of time. 

Pumped up Kicks (NoBeats Flip) <Free Download>

Schöppou@Podcast(05.06.2025)

Make u Feel (prod by @xpatvb)

Soulful Descent

Expectant Dreams" ist ein 21-Track-Melodic-Techno-Album, das tiefe Emotionen mit treibenden Rhythmen und cineastischen Klanglandschaften verbindet. Jeder Track erzählt eine Geschichte zwischen Traum und Realität, getragen von hypnotischen Synth-Layern, epischen Build-ups und kraftvollen Drops. Inspiriert von Künstlern wie Tale Of Us, Anyma und Stephan Bodzin, entführt dieses Album auf eine Reise durch dunkle Clubs, endlose Nächte und leuchtende Traumwelten – ein Soundtrack für Herzen, die im Beat verloren gehen wollen.

Lucid Architecture

Umbra / Sutra

Sutra

Urban pulse, steel tension, neon blood. This is Lambermont. EDM meets industrial night.

Lambermont

Lambermont - KRT Production

BBAM, born within @KRTProduction (Brussels), is the vision of @FunkleAce: songwriter, composer, performer, and producer. Blending Reggae, Dub, Electro, and underground sounds, BBAM delivers immersive, powerful, and free-spirited music, where each track is a unique sonic journey.

Good grief savage cosmos—there he goes again. Some kind of strange audio beast crawling through the digital underbrush with a head full of acid and a suitcase full of vinyl. Fifteen years this sonic deviant has been terrorizing dance floors from Ibiza to the alkali flats of Black Rock City with his peculiar brand of audio hallucination they call "techno."

I first encountered this rhythm junkie in the back room of Amnesia, where Sven Väth was conducting some kind of Germanic tribal ceremony for 2,000 Spanish teenagers and a handful of British tourists who looked like they'd been awake since the fall of the Berlin Wall. Our subject was there, of course—eyes like silver dollars, hands moving across the equipment like a man defusing a bomb while simultaneously conducting an invisible orchestra.

The man is EVERYWHERE. Like some kind of rogue cultural anthropologist with a pathological addiction to bass frequencies. One weekend he's serving dark, hypnotic soundscapes to the leather-clad deviants at Panorama Bar alongside Gerry Reed, the next he's in Brazil, standing next to Sasha and Renato Ratier at Warung Beach while 500 beautiful mutants writhe in the sand like creatures from some Jacques Cousteau nightmare about the future of human evolution.

And then there's Burning Man—SWEET SAVAGE INFINITY—where he's become a fixture at the Mayan Warrior, that rolling monument to technological excess and questionable decision-making. There he stands, this audio desperado, conducting a symphony of synthetic noises for dust-covered freaks whose perception of reality has been chemically adjusted to the point where they believe they're receiving transmissions from another dimension. AND MAYBE THEY ARE.

His production style is the audio equivalent of a Hieronymus Bosch painting—intricate, terrifying, and somehow beautiful in its depraved complexity. Underground to the bone. The kind of sounds that make record executives break out in hives and reach for their heart medication. But to the night people—those strange nocturnal creatures who live for the moment when the kick drum aligns with their heartbeat—it's a siren call they cannot resist.

This is not a man playing records. This is a shaman conducting mass exorcisms through frequency manipulation. A sonic psychiatrist treating collective trauma with carefully calibrated vibrations. A renegade physicist exploring the relationship between sound waves and human consciousness.

He continues his relentless global crusade, expanding his discography with the fervor of a man who knows that somewhere, in some sweaty basement club or desert festival or abandoned warehouse, there are people waiting to have their neural pathways permanently rewired by his particular brand of audio alchemy.

"When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro," I once wrote in a moment of clarity between bourbon shots. Well, this professional weird-turner has made a career of navigating the strange edges of club culture, transforming darkened rooms into temporary autonomous zones where time dissolves and only the rhythm remains.

By all cosmic forces. He shows no signs of stopping.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

“ Hunter S Thompson AI on KidIsLive “

HEAVY PETTING

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