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RELEASE TIME! We are honored to present the latest track on our label, brought to you by the talented duo from Uherské Hradiště, Madara and ILL-FATED. This track distinctly showcases the unique producer imprints of both artists: Madara's sense of straightforwardness and ILL-FATED's emphasis on aggression. You can look forward to a truly fiery experience delivered at a very brisk tempo – just the way we like it. 😎

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RELEASE TIME! Je nám ctí představit další skladbu na našem labelu, kterou pro vás připravili talentovaní rodáci z Uherského Hradiště Madara a ILL-FATED. V tomto tracku je plně rozpoznatelný producentský otisk obou šohajů, a to v podobě Madarova smyslu pro přímočarost a ILL-FATEDova důrazu na agresivní zvuk. Můžete se těšit na opravdu plamenný zážitek ve velice svižném tempu – přesně tak, jak to máme rádi. 😎

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ILL-FATED
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Madara & ILL-FATED - Enton [FREE DOWNLOAD]

Reality brings a fresh twist to the iconic Bulgarian folk piece Bre Petrunko by Koutev Bulgarian National Ensemble. This neurofunk-infused drum and bass single takes you on a high-energy ride, blending deep basslines with an unmistakable cultural vibe. Tradition meets the future—are you ready to dive in?

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Reality - Bre Petrunko (Free DL)

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Our 2025 Hard Techno remix of the legendary German Hard Trance classic Schwarze Puppen - Schwarze Puppen.... Out Now on Sonaxx Records!

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When the fracture split the vacuum, the chrono-compass snapped to 174.
Courier-pilot Saint VII tightened the straps and slid into the seam of the cosmos. Inside, space moved like a staircase: every two beats a new level, every third an ironic wink from fate. Bass wasn’t sound but ore—mined with a swing-pick, packed into crates by layers, tagged with sharp breaks in the pattern so the route wouldn’t be lost.

On the far side waited the black market of gravity. They didn’t sell fuel there, only knots of rhythm: quick punches, toothy wobbles, strobe-lit syncopes—fresh, predatory, a little cocky. Saint VII slices time into slivers, flips the riff mid-flight, throws right-angle turns that leave the time inspectors grabbing a silent bar instead of evidence.

Landing: the platform of the dance floor. Containers open—and orange impulses surge out.
A short hit—“here,” a reply—“there,” the mocking sub clings to ribs and marches the room up a ladder of breaks—every eight bars a new turn, closer, rougher, bolder. Hands rise, air trembles, and time—embarrassed—pulls a reload: the same motif, louder and straighter to the chest.

Galactic Fracture is contraband geometry of rhythm: a raider’s log that brings back not fear from the cracks, but the urge to jump. Every track is a new step, every break a portal, every pause a sight line.
DEEPNAS logged the signal. Saint VII returned intact—so we can dive back into the rift.

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