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A compilation that moves between classics and hidden gems, mixing intensity, nostalgia, and unexpected twists. Rock in all its shades straightforward, dark, and timeless.

ROCKABILITY - The Compilation

BySR

Glass Beams debut EP 'Mirage' is out now.

Mirage

Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here

Cream - Sunshine of your love (minusdrum) with my ePro live on it

Cream - Sunshine of your love

"Ex-Humanoid" marks the second step in Sedna’s interstellar odyssey. With its pulsating electronic rhythms and futuristic textures, the track delves into the evolution of consciousness beyond the limits of humanity. Dark Earl merges driving drum & bass elements with atmospheric synth layers, crafting a soundscape that feels both alien and deeply introspective. It's a reflection on transformation, where the mechanical and emotional collide in the vast expanse of the cosmos.

SEDNA 0.1

Ex-Humanoid (Remastered)

A powerful and immersive track where dark basslines and fractured percussion blend with futuristic synthetic layers. This piece evokes a crumbling city illuminated by flickering neon lights, remnants of a glorious past.

Wild Earl presents his groundbreaking new album titled "2070 Arabian Motor Man Playing Dangerous Distortion Game But Jumping And Enjoying Another Abstract Sunset Away At Ameder With Music". This ambitious project takes listeners on a journey through a futuristic, surreal, and emotionally charged soundscape.

Set in the year 2070, the album explores a dystopian world where humanity faces the consequences of its technological obsessions. Tracks like Arabian and Motor evoke the relentless hum of machines and the mystique of desert landscapes, while Man reflects on the human condition in an increasingly artificial world.

The energy shifts with Playing and Dangerous, capturing the thrill of risk and the tension of living on the edge, before plunging into the chaos of Distortion, where reality begins to warp. Game then pulls listeners into a labyrinth of choices, where every move carries weight.

The album’s emotional core lies in moments of introspection, like But, a pause between hope and uncertainty, and Jumping, a bold leap into the unknown. Tracks like And and Enjoying weave together fleeting moments of connection and joy amidst the chaos.

As the journey continues, Another opens the door to alternate realities, while Abstract and Sunset paint vivid, surreal landscapes of endings and new beginnings. Away offers a sense of escape, leading to At, the point of convergence where everything comes together.

The enigmatic Ameder stands as a symbolic destination, shrouded in mystery, while With and Music remind us of the universal bonds that transcend time and space.

Wild Earl’s "2070 Arabian Motor Man Playing Dangerous Distortion Game But Jumping And Enjoying Another Abstract Sunset Away At Ameder With Music" is a sonic adventure that challenges, inspires, and captivates, leaving listeners eager to explore its depths again and again.

2070 Arabian Motor Man Playing Dangerous Distortion Game But Jumping And Enjoying Another Abstract Sunset Away At Ameder With Music

2070

"Road to Tifelt" is an emotional and introspective detour in Sedna’s cosmic journey. Blending deep, rolling basslines with melancholic melodies, Dark Earl paints a sonic landscape that feels both boundless and deeply personal. The track carries a hypnotic groove, evoking the sensation of driving through endless roads physical or metaphorical toward an uncertain destination. It’s a moment of reflection amid the interstellar voyage, where memories and futures collide under the glow of distant stars.

Road to Tifelt (Remastered)

A deep dive into psychedelic gravity distortion. Graviton is a hypnotic mix of heavy bass, warped synths, and eerie, atmospheric drones, creating a feeling of floating through an unstable dimension. The track bends between dark techno, trip-hop, and glitchy electronica, with sporadic bursts of North African percussions emerging like echoes from a distant world.

At its core, Graviton feels like a sonic black hole pulling you deeper, twisting time, and dissolving reality into a cosmic trance.

Graviton (Bonus Track 1)

Rider in the Storm

🌊 Rider in the Summer Storm 🌴
BlueDay is back with a refreshing summer version of their iconic track, Rider in the Storm. Dive into an electrifying vibe where deep house and house music intertwine to create the perfect soundtrack for your summer nights.
Let yourself be carried away by vibrant rhythms, captivating melodies, and an energy that captures the essence of summer storms. A track to enjoy under the stars or on the dance floor. 

Rider in the Summer Storm

A cosmic collaboration that delves into the vastness of existence, blending rich vocals with atmospheric sounds to create a sense of wonder.

L'univers (feat Dark Earl)


"Echoes of a Myth" is a mesmerizing single that showcases the enchanting collaboration between Lotus Pastel and the acclaimed DJ and producer OldNEO. The song weaves together ethereal melodies and pulsating beats, creating a soundscape that transports listeners to a realm where dreams and reality intertwine. With lyrics penned by 3SR, the song explores themes of nostalgia, identity, and the timeless nature of myths, inviting audiences to reflect on their own stories and experiences.


Lyrics : 
"Echoes of a Myth"

We don’t believe in myths, yet we’re the tale,
A future’s legend, carved in the fragile veil.
The woman, a species of omni-appear,
She loves you, but will only miss herself in the mirror.
Jump! Believe me, dodge, leap, and dive,
Swim through the void your guides say can’t survive.
Dance like the flames, run like the breeze,
Flow like the water in time’s endless seas.
In you, the universe; through you, the dream,
By me, the words, let’s rise to the rooftop’s gleam.
Love yourself, love the rest, stay love,
Here, elsewhere, forever, beneath and above.
Speak when the voice is yours to ignite,
Say what matters, not just noise in the night.
Build your fortune, crush the remains,
Count the days, and celebrate what sustains.
Be born! Be reborn! Again and again,
Until you become what you’re meant to attain.

Echoes of a Myth (Feat. OldNEO)

The Bartenders team up once more with the haunting voice of Emma Hope to deliver "Wicked Wind Called Aqisa", a dark country ballad rooted in Moroccan folklore. With gritty guitars, ghostly harmonies, and a steady Americana rhythm, the song tells the tale of Al-Saliha and the sorceress Aqisa a parable of envy, justice, and resilience. Emma’s ethereal vocals echo like wind through desert canyons, while The Bartenders ground the tale in their signature bluesy storytelling. A mythical journey through sound, where tradition meets twilight.

Wicked Wind Called Aqisa

A soulful homage to lost voices and stubborn dreams. A heartfelt prayer sung in twilight tones.

Foolish Prophet

Lotus Pastel reimagines “Aqisa Grillée” with her signature ethereal flair and a mesmerizing beat structure. Blending playful darkness with razor-sharp rhythm, she brings a whole new life to Anissa Boualem’s whimsical tale.
Her voice floats between mischief and melancholy, perfectly synced with a hypnotic groove that feels both ancient and futuristic. A surreal journey where storytelling meets electronic precision this cover is not just a reinterpretation, it’s a reinvention.

Aqisa Grillée (Anissa Boualem Cover)

“People” is a soul-stirring dance ritual wrapped in a deep groove. Produced by the genre-blending maestro Baby Blue Gleam, the track fuses rootsy folk-reggaeton guitar lines with deep house rhythms, pulsing like a prayer in motion. Inspired by the sacred verses of protection, it carries both ancestral weight and club energy.
Jo Chris delivers the main vocals with a grounded, meditative tone, while BabyG brings ethereal harmonies, whispering between the beats like a spirit speaking through the night. The hook loops like a trance: mantra meets movement, faith meets fire.
This is not just a song. It’s a protection spell you can dance to.

People

Artist: Baby Blue Gleam Genre: Deep House / Electro Ritual


“Aqisa” gets a dancefloor resurrection by Baby Blue Gleam, who turns the cursed legend into a pulsating deep house anthem.
Built on a slow-burning bassline, tribal percussion, and a looping vocal sample whispering "Aqisa... Aqisa...", the track captures the sensation of being chased by a ghost through smoke and strobe lights.
It’s seductive, tense, and spiritual like dancing at the edge of a cliff. Aqisa has entered the club, and she’s not leaving alone.


Aqisa

"Wicked Wind Called Aqisa" is a dark and hypnotic ritual disguised as a song. Bluday Jok summons ancient winds through pulsating beats and gritty textures, while MiraeBliss's voice weaves a haunting spell both ethereal and venomous.
Inspired by the mythical sorceress Aqisa, this track revives her legend through distorted whispers, tribal rhythms, and dreamlike synths. It’s a sonic exorcism the storm speaks, and it knows your name.
Aqisa is not just a ghost. She’s the wind, the envy, the echo behind the curtain.

After the intimate original version, "Emporte-moi" returns in a breathtaking new shape reworked by DJ and producer OldNEO. This edit wraps Lotus Pastel’s whispered plea in hypnotic synth waves, slow-motion beats, and delicate electronic textures.

 A perfect balance between fragility and groove, between the need to escape and the rhythm that holds you back. Originally written as "Que la nuit m’oublie", the lyrics remain the same  but the energy transforms. 

A bonus track, a memory remix, a dance of shadows.

Lyrics :

Vers 1
Je dérive lentement, l’air devient léger, Des étoiles qui tombent dans mes nuits éveillées. Les pas s’effacent, résonnent dans le vide, Emmène-moi là où le silence se décide.

Refrain
Porte-moi sous un ciel tranquille, Là où le monde s’éteint sans bruit. Serre-moi là où l’aube vacille, Que la nuit oublie qui je suis.

Vers 2
Le vent murmure entre les branches, Comme l’ombre douce sur la mer blanche. Des doigts qui cherchent dans le temps flou, Laisse-moi fuir, laisse tout.

Refrain
Porte-moi sous un ciel tranquille, Là où le monde s’éteint sans bruit. Serre-moi là où l’aube vacille, Que la nuit oublie qui je suis.

Outro
Plus de routes, plus de destin, Juste le souffle d’un ciel sans fin. Emmène-moi là où repose le rien…

Paroliers : Zachary Tali / 3SR

Emporte-moi

"CYAN" is a sonic hallucination.
DA-PHONK crafts a slow-burning, hypnotic track where shimmering synth waves collide with sharp phonk beats.
The track feels like driving endlessly through neon landscapes lost between dreams and code, between liquid light and solid shadows.
Cold but sensual, minimal but obsessive, "CYAN" is a meditation on repetition and resonance.
Where beats echo like heartbeats… but wired.

CYAN

Dark Orbit

Voice: DA-PHONk
Production: Dark Earl

A slow-breathing monolith of sound, Dark Orbit is the first haunting collaboration between DA-PHONK and Dark Earl, a descent into cosmic isolation, whispered fears, and broken transmissions. With DA-PHONk’s detached, ghostlike delivery and Dark Earl’s frostbitten synth layers, the track draws inspiration from 80s coldwave, analog space horror, and cybernetic melancholy. This is not a song. It’s a sealed pod drifting endlessly in the void.
For fans of: Gary Numan, John Maus, Boy Harsher, Carpenter Brut (on downers).

Featuring the atmospheric basslines of Midi-14, whose presence gives the composition a profound emotional depth beneath its minimalist surface.

Lyrics :

[Verse 1]
It’s cold in here
And the stars flicker pale through the cracks in the hull
There’s a shape out there
In a black suit, no face, floating slow past my window

[Verse 2]
Now the lights dim down
And I wonder what I’m doing in a pod like this
There’s a signal again
And just for a second, I thought I could hear your voice

[Chorus]
So now I drift on
Now I can think in the dark
About secret codes and failed scans
And things I just can’t comprehend
Like a soft beep at night
Or a ghost ping in time
I don’t think it ever reached you

[Verse 3]
So I opened the hatch
It’s the “crewman” I left in the airlock
“Just stay still”
A flickering shadow on the wall of the deck

[Verse 4]
You know I hate to ask
But are ghosts synthetic?
Only mine broke down
And now there's no one aboard

[Chorus]
So I traced back the echoes, the false logs and lights
And it hurts, and I’m empty
And I should never have called
And I missed you tonight
So I’ll disengage
You see... it meant everything to me

Lyricist : Dark Earl

DARK ORBIT

A gentle lo-fi song about the bittersweet evolution of friendship losing some, keeping others, and learning to accept the quiet truth of emotional distance. “Your Definition” speaks in whispers, memory echoes, and late-night thoughts in the kitchen. For those who feel alone, but not forgotten.

Lyrics :
"Ta définition"


🟤 Couplet 1
Des amis qui s’éloignent, un à un, tout doucement,
Leur nombre diminue, comme si c’était le vent.
Je sais pas si c’est moi, ou le temps, ou la vie,
Qui me pousse à rester seule, loin des bruits, des envies.

Peut-être que c’est mieux, d’avoir moins de problèmes,
Peut-être que mon bien, c’est d’être seule quand j’aime.
Je me demande souvent si ma direction
Suit encore celle des autres, ou fait l’opposition.

Et si c’est moi le bien ? Ou bien moi le mal ?
Peut-être que l’âge éloigne, peut-être que c’est normal…
Mais heureusement…

🟤 Couplet 2
Y’a un autre type d’amis, ceux qui restent fidèles,
Qui comprennent que l’amitié, c’est d’être là, même loin d’elle.
Même s’ils partent parfois, ils sont là dans le fond,
Oui là… là, là… comme une vieille chanson.

Et là, tu penses peut-être à un, ou deux, ou trois,
Ou trois mille, ou sept milliards… pourquoi pas ?
Tout dépend de toi… de ta vision du lien,
Ta définition du mot « ami »… et c’est bien.

Et pendant que t’y es…

🔵 Refrain
Reste ! Là, même là-bas. Pars si tu veux,
Mais là, tu sais pas… ou peut-être tu sais mieux.
Dans tous les cas, c’est ni toi ni moi, tu vois,
Qui dessine les chemins de vie, alors vis, et ta vie vivra.

Ou bien c’est moi… pas moi mais "le moi",
Celui qui cherche la paix, un peu comme toi.
Et j’crois qu’en toi aussi, ce "moi" parle tout bas,
Dans ton jardin, ou ta chambre, ou peut-être même ton sofa.

Ça dépend de ta définition du mot "vie",
Alors vis… continue, même si ça vacille.
Et puis parfois… tu reviens, sans raison, sans loi,
Est-ce que c’est toi ? Ou bien la vie qui veut mon bien à moi ?

🟤 Pont 
C’est peut-être toi… non, pas toi, toi.
C’est quoi pour toi… le mot "fidèle", dis-moi ?
Forever friends ? Ou juste un passage ?
Faut-il toujours poser ces questions, à chaque âge ?

Parfois… ouais, c’est moi qui casse sans le voir,
Je détruis sans faire mal, sans vouloir décevoir.
J’fais des biens instantanés, croyant qu’ils durent toujours,
Mais ils tombent en poussière… emportés par les jours.

Et pourtant, y’en a…
Ceux qui restent.

🔵 Refrain (final)
Reste ! Là, même là-bas. Pars si tu veux,
Mais là, tu sais pas… ou peut-être tu sais mieux.
Dans tous les cas, c’est ni toi ni moi, tu vois,
Qui dessine les chemins de vie, alors vis, et ta vie vivra.

Lyriciste : 3SR

Ta Définition

"Le Normal est Anormal” is not just a song, it’s a quiet manifesto. With her sharp tone and playful phrasing, Anissa Boualem explores the absurd pressure to conform. Half ironic, half intimate, the track navigates the grey area between social codes and personal truth. Set to a lo-fi acoustic beat, it’s a poetic slap with a smile and a whisper that echoes: et toi ? tu trouves ça… normal ?

Lyrics:

Le Normal Anormal
Tu te rappelles ? Tu m'avais dit : Anissa, t’es anormale. 
Je t'avais répondu : oui, et c’est mieux qu’être normale. 
Non ? Pourquoi voudrais-tu que tout soit normal ? 
Si tout était normal, y'aurait ni normal ni anormal.

Et d'ailleurs, ce qui est normal pour toi ou eux, 
Peut être anormal pour d'autres, n'est-ce pas ? 
Tu me veux normale ? Tu me veux comme tout le monde ? 
Mais pourquoi ? Et c'est quoi, normal ? 
C’est ce que tu penses normal ?

(et toi !)

Sache que pour une anormale, le normal est anormal. 
Et si toi tu te crois normal, alors ça, c’est anormal. 
Toi le mâle, un jour tu m’as fait mal et c’était normal ? 
Mais prétendre être normal, c’est ça, ce qui est anormal.
Je ne suis pas normale, je suis mieux : je suis artiste. 
Et tu te trompes grave si tu crois que je suis triste. 
Moi j’déteste le “normal”, et toi, normalement, tu me dé… 
Teste ? Teste-toi, normalement, au lieu d’tester des idées.
Ils veulent du normal, du plat, du carré, du gris. 
Mais l’humain “normal” est un animal incompris. 
C’qu’ils appellent normal, c’est souvent du banal. 
L’art, pour l’artiste, c’est normal, mais lui doit rester anormal.

Normal… Anormal… ces mots qui varient selon le tic… 
…tac. Des cages invisibles où tout l’monde s’applique. 
Mais si être soi, c’est sortir du cadre Normal, 
Alors là, je suis très heureuse d’être très anormale.

(mais toi !)

Sache que pour une anormale, le normal est anormal.
Et si toi tu te crois normal, alors ça, c’est anormal.
Toi le mâle, un jour tu m’as fait du mal et c’était normal ?
Mais c’qui est anormal, c’est d’vivre sans être loyal…

À soi-même. 
C’est ça, le plus triste dans l’histoire, c'est que tu trouves ça... 
Normal. 

Je ne suis pas normale. 
Je suis Anormale. 
Et c’est tout à fait normal.

Lyricist : 3SR

Le Normal est Anormal


"Moins, c’est moi" is a poetic manifesto dressed as a lo-fi lullaby. Through fragments of story and soft-spoken verses, Anissa Boualem explores the strange beauty of choosing less. It's about the weight of things, the illusion of accumulation, and the quiet joy of space. Inspired by the minimalist philosophy, this song is both tender and sharp, absurd and wise a meditation wrapped in analog warmth. A whispered anthem for those who breathe better with less.

Lyrics : 
[Outro ]
J’ai connu un homme qui collectionnait des posters.
Des centaines. Mais il n’avait pas de murs.
Il disait : “Un jour peut-être, j’aurai l’espace.”
J’ai trouvé ça beau. Et triste.
Moi, j’ai préféré garder le vide.

[Couplet 1]
J’ai trop voulu :
des livres, des chaussures, des preuves,
des clés de rechange pour des portes qui n’ouvraient rien.
Et chaque chose prise… me pesait.
des clés de rechange pour des portes qui n’ouvraient rien.
Et chaque chose prise… me pesait.
Je croyais que plus = mieux.
Mais mieux, c’est souvent : moins.

[Refrain]
Moins, c’est moi.
Quand j’en ai trop, je perds la foi.
Moins, c’est droit.
Quand j’ai peu, je vois pourquoi.

[Couplet 2]
Un jour j’ai acheté sept réveils.
Je croyais que j’allais mieux dormir.
Je me suis réveillée… dans le silence.
Et là j’ai compris :
j’avais juste besoin… d’une nuit. Pas d’un bruit.

[Pont]
J’ai vendu mes idées… une à une.
Pas pour de l’argent.
Pour de la place.
Et dans cet espace,
j’ai entendu une chanson que j’avais oubliée.

[Refrain final]
Moins, c’est moi.
Quand je respire, c’est que j’ai froid.
Mais pas de peur.
Juste… moins de poids.
Et dans ce vide — j’ai trouvé ma joie.

[Outro]
J’ai tout réduit…
et j’ai grandi.

Moins, c’est moi

1. Taxi (2:52) 
A lo-fi soul ride through a sleepless city. Anissa’s voice is barely lit under the neon rain, while Nabil C murmurs like a cab driver with secrets. The bassline drives, the sax smokes.

Taxi

The opener teases the past for ten seconds before shifting into the groove of the new era. A slow lo-fi manifesto, full of dusty Rhodes and tension, poetry balanced between stats and soul. Boualem sings it with elegance, turning the refrain into something instantly memorable.

DARK ORBIT

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