Feel the High

Feel the High (Ousika Remix)

President Who

Welcome to Hell (Original Mix)

President Who (Original Mix)

Harmonic Waves Radio Show - 10^Session - Alysh presents •INCØGNI𐕣Ø•

SCHRANZ - GERMANY - LIVESET +SCHIZOPHREN_PATIENT+ 13.09.2024

Mr.Fiction B2b Incognito

We are proud to present our latest b2b techno set, featuring INCØGNITØ as a special guest alongside RAVIN'JACK. Get ready for a relentless journey through deep basslines, pounding kicks, and hypnotic rhythms. This set was crafted for those who live and breathe the underground rave scene.

From dark, industrial vibes to uplifting peaks, this mix captures the essence of techno in its rawest form. Plug in, turn it up, and lose yourself in the sound. Whether you're at home or on the dancefloor, let this set be your escape.

•INCØGNI𐕣Ø•
https://soundcloud.com/fortheloveoftechno
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RAVIN'JACK
https://soundcloud.com/arix-ravinjack

INCØGNITØ B2B RAVIN'JACK

GUEST MIX INCØGNITØ B2B RAVIN'JACK September 270924

IzzyK Plays...HARD...02 - 10 - 24

𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚙,
 𝙱𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎,
 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙
  𝙰 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕, 
  𝙸𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚍, 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕.
    𝙱𝚎𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚒𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎'𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚝, 
  𝙻𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝,
   𝙴𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎,  
 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎. 
   𝙰𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕,
   𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛, 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎; 
  𝚈𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚍𝚎, 
  𝙵𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎. 
   𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍, 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚌 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝,
   𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝; 
  𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚜𝚎, 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗, 
 𝙰𝚗 𝚘𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠, 𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗. 
   𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝’𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠,
   𝙽𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜, 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚏𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠; 
  𝙴𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎’𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛,  
 𝙰 𝚜𝚢𝚖𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚜, 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚒𝚛.   
 𝙱𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎, 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕, 
  𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕;  
 𝚈𝚎𝚝, 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚎, 
  𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎. 
   𝙾𝚑, 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚠𝚗'𝚜 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎,
   𝚃𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔'𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎; 
  𝚈𝚎𝚝, 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢, 
  𝙰𝚜 𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚢.   
 𝚂𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎, 
  𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍, 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎;  
 𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝, 
  𝙰 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝.
    𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚎,  
 𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚎;  
 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚝, 
  𝙸𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝.

⸸⛧𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐏𝐒𝐘𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐒⛧⸸

Fabio Zammarchi - SIXTY-NINE

SofX- Chaos

MR. FICTION BEGAN IN 1999 IN DECEMBER 2001 HE LAUNCHED THE PRIVATE FICTION LABEL. THROUGH THIS “LEGAL” WAY HE COULD GIVE A FANTASTIC SOUND TO HIS ALREADY CONQUERED FANS. THE REVOLUTION HAPPENED AT THE BEGINNING OF 2003, WHEN HE ORGANIZED THE FIRST "SUNGLASSES" MOTTO PARTY IN THE ZURICH IN-CLUB SUPERMARKET. AFTER HOLIDAYS IN SUMMER 2003 AT THE IBIZAS CLUB “SPACE” AND ANOTHER TRIP TO “COCCORICO” RICCIONE HAS FOUND ITS STYLE. THIS WAS THE MOTIVATION FOR IMPLEMENTING MOOD NEVERFORGETING INTO ITS EVENTS IN SWITZERLAND. TO BE CLOSER TO THE FANS WITH HIS IDEA, HE DECIDED IN MAY 2005 TO BECOME THE SHOW-ACT „MR. FICTION” WHICH INTRODUCED HIM TO A FAMOUS DJ AND PRODUCER AND OPENED OTHER DOORS FOR HIM IN THIS BUSINESS. THE FIRST BIG EVENT FOLLOWED IN JUNE 2005 THE FIRST PRIVATE FICTION “MADMAX-PARTY” IN ZURICH IN THE KAUFLEUTEN CLUB. HE IS SATISFIED