SEDNA

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A pure instrumental designed for festivals. The build rises with sweeping synths and tight percussion before detonating into a wall of melodic supersaws. Every frequency is balanced for impact, creating an overwhelming but clean energy.

Neon Highways

Futur Drops

The title track, both a love song and an anthem to Tokyo itself. Vocals describe kisses in digital twilight, while the drop feels like acceleration down an infinite road. Side-chained bass simulates motion, and shimmering pads paint rain-slick asphalt. Both intimate and euphoric.

An instrumental shaped by shimmering arpeggios and wide pads. Its rising build and euphoric climax create the sensation of memories dissolving into speed. Even without lyrics, it conveys nostalgia and acceleration.

Memory Fade

Minimal but deadly, built on pounding 808s and ghostly chops.

Dr0pit

Drop It

Machines chop the beat into vowels and glitches, a synthetic storm of bass.

AI Blender

Trap’s final echo, heavy freestyle energy, ghost bass fading into the night.

Last Drop

The drop he ignored is now your heartbreak anthem. 

Senpai

Ms-Dos Dealer

KAWAII KICK TO THE FACE!


J’ai bu ton nom is the first absurd anthem from Intolérence. OldNEO’s fractured electronics meet Bob Salim’s voice in a strange ritual where words lose their meaning and sound becomes intoxication. It is not about logic. It is about delirium, obsession and the pleasure of breaking language apart until only rhythm remains.

Intolérence is born from the encounter between Moroccan DJ OldNEO and French singer Bob Salim. Two voices from different horizons, united by a need to break through limits.

OldNEO carries the weight of heritage, bending Andalusian echoes and classical muwashshah into electronic landscapes built on breakbeat, darkcore, and drum & bass. Bob Salim brings a sharp French lyricism, a voice that cuts between chant and poetry, intimate and violent at the same time.

Their music is not polite. It grows from conflict, from the refusal of silence, from the fracture between cultures and generations. Intolérence crafts soundscapes where Arabic modes and French words face each other, overlap, and collide.

The result is raw, unsettling, and magnetic. A band that does not hide behind masks, but steps forward with noise, tension, and beauty, uncompromising and direct.

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Mars Tech Records