Great track Mark !! !! Excellent work !! !! 🤍✨👌🎧

yes.  the way that quick note carried the break.  very nice.

play number 777 right here! lucky me <3 love this, super great for waking up :D

comment number 42 - -the answer to the question of the universe or something in hitcher's guide 🔥🔥🔥

this is genius..   what a track and sound!!   love this one..

oo effing brilliant. love this machine!!!!

phosphorescence

This track, is a blend of vintage warmth and modern beats, paid homage to the timeless influence of that era’s electronic music.
Equipment used for the track: Behringer Crave, Volca Sample, Volca Modular, and Volca Keys, all mixed in Ableton.

Rootwave

A song about the ultimate bond, one of unconditional love and complete surrender.

Video by Elpiverse: www.instagram.com/p/DKe2HPgoxd5/

Vocals (Composition, Arrangement & Performance): @elpiverse
Keyboards (Composition, Arrangement & Performance):  Counterworlds Voltage
Mix, Mastering, Production: @elpiverse
Lyrics:  @elpiverse
Cover Art: @elpiverse

Lyrics

Floating
Drifting
Soft 
And warm

Floating
Drifting
Soft 
And warm

Breathe

Dreaming of the light 
Sleeping by your side

Breathe

Breathe

Umbilical Love

This song’s lead was crafted using a Korg Volca Modular. Exploring modular synthesis is an exciting but challenging journey, especially on a device like this, where the absence of MIDI control leaves everything to manual adjustments. The unpredictability of modular sounds can be exhilarating yet difficult to tame.

I may have worked a little too intensely on this piece—it became so consuming that the melody played incessantly in my mind throughout the night, keeping sleep at bay. During that restless night, I experienced a vivid vision that seemed to emerge from the depths of my subconscious.
In this vision: 

A sad clown, poorly painted and with his head tilted, danced wildly to the erratic pulses of an out-of-control analog machine. His head appeared ready to fall from his body as sorrow burned into fierce, uncontrollable rage, expressed through an erratic, chaotic dance. His body seemed no longer his own to control. His mouth opened impossibly wide, his eyes bulged as if to escape their sockets. Then, with a thunderous roar, the head of a lion emerged from his mouth. As the lion advanced, the clown’s body tore apart, disintegrating into dust. The transformation was complete. The lion, now fully formed, walked away calmly and serenely, radiating power and peace.

Cover by mystery artist

The Modular Show

RiZLiX - Break Yo Body

Propeller

Here's another musical dream to share! I hope you enjoy it—though, honestly, I'm not sure what drives me to do this sometimes. This time, I ventured into experimenting with voice. I was a bit hesitant about publishing it, but then I thought, why not? After all, we're here to explore and try new things. Cheers to everyone!

A dimly lit city street. The air is heavy with waiting. The bus stop stands silent. Buildings loom overhead. I stand alone, my breath slow, uncertain—until I notice him. A man, all in black. Trench coat brushing against the wind, his short hat pulled low. His face? A void. As though he could vanish at any moment

Me: I’ve been standing here too long. The bus should have come by now. Should I start walking? If I do and it arrives, I’ll miss it. But if I stay, maybe nothing will come. What am I supposed to do?

The Man: Where do you want to go?

Me: I don’t know.
The silence wraps around me. He tilts his head slightly, as if seeing something I cannot.

The Man: Then maybe that’s why no bus is coming.

Me: What does that mean?

The Man: If you wanted to go to the sky, you’d take a plane. If you wanted to cross a lake, you’d take a boat. If you wanted to move through the roads, you’d take a car.

Me: And the bus?

The Man: It takes you to where you’ve decided to go. But you—you're standing still. The bus won’t arrive because you haven’t chosen.

Me: I only feel comfortable on solid ground. The air and the water—they unsettle me. But I want to face challenges. I don’t want to stay still.

The Man: Then go. Take the bus. But know where it leads.

Me: The sea. I want to see the sea.

A gust of wind. A low hum of an engine. My eyes dart to the corner of the street—and there it is. A bus. It stops in front of me. Doors open, inviting.

The Bus

Saturator

Radium

Blau.WAV

The Second Reinassance

Independent electronic ambient artist, crafting immersive soundscapes that blend atmosphere with deep exploration of texture and tone. My compositions are shaped by the active imagination described by C. G. Jung and the vivid landscapes of my dreams, translating emotions into evolving auditory experiences.
Influenced by ambient minimalism and deep bass tweaking with VCF filters, my music layers rich harmonics, resonant frequencies, and fluid transitions to create enveloping and transportive journeys.

© All rights reserved. 
Record Label: Shadow Glass Recordings 
No promoters I handle all my own production.

The Modular Show

Mark Mori

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