track had me thinking there was a Cicada in my car 😂🤘

big big tune you guys wasted no time indeed!

whats so sick about this tune is I can hear equal parts Profuze sound and Tobax sound = amazing 

@alex-tobax 
@profuze_dnb

Tobax and Profuze waste no time on their debut Neuropunk release! 

Yet another night shift in the lab. Ever since your boss made your team start working on project PORTUPEI a few months ago, you haven't gotten much sleep. With this project, the higher-ups at Kibernetika are trying to expand their usually quite med-tech-heavy business to include more... unconventional clients. Clients that want to use your expertise in robotics for more destructive purposes. You had some doubts about the legality and ethics of that, but how else are you going to feed your family? For this pilot project, they dug up the legendary soldier Portupei, named after the large soviet war belt he always proudly showed off. Why, you ask? Well, the "clients" are slowly losing their fight against local rebels and need a way to turn the tide in their favour. They need someone like Portupei, only better, and less dead of course. Their morbid plan: Bring him back to life, as a cyborg. With a few enhancements while you're at it, of course. 

The higher-ups were very clear: "No TIME WASTING, we need this done as soon as possible". Even though this is uncharted territory for your team, it doesn't take long to see results. Just two weeks ago, your team managed to move his legs remotely! Once that initial hurdle was cleared, everything started falling into place. 
Fast-forward to now: You are about to test the first prototype. No remote controls, just Portupei controlling his cybernetically enhanced self. Of course you installed a fail-safe though, just in case. You press the big red button and a swift shock jolts the legendary soldier awake. As he opens his eyes, he immediately stares directly towards you. Your heart instantly begins to race. That wasn't part of the plan. Just to be safe, you activate the fail-safe. Portupei doesn't stop though. In fact, he is now marching towards you, faster and faster. You sprint away, only barely escaping through the lab's safety door, while the team tries to take him offline, to no avail. On the other side you can hear Portupei pounding against the door, which is crumbling more and more with every hit. Just as you are coming to terms with your fate, you hear a loud thud. Your colleagues managed to knock him out! You breathe a heavy sigh of relief. None of this is worth it, you think to yourself. You hand in your notice the next day, never to return.

Tobax & Profuze - Time Wasting

We proudly present you First Person's debut EP called "Disconnected Society" that will be released on the 7th of July on Skamele Recordings.
This 4 track EP contains atmospheric and heavy Neurofunk.

Be prepared for this EP.
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Disconnected Society

Moodkiller

First Person & TR Tactics - Moodkiller (Skamele Recordings)

Our new remix of the track "No Light City" from Sinister Souls & Mechanical Vein, which will be released on the Hybrid Blak label

Sinister Souls & Mechanical Vein - No Light City (Despersion Remix).mp3

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The chamber is dark, stinking of oil, blood, and fear. An Inquisitor looms, robed in shadow, voice cold as iron.

'Tell the truth.'

The heretic spits defiance. The bass growls-pressure building like a vice. Neurofunk beats snap like broken bones, synths whine like tortured screams. Each drop is another question. Each break, another scream.

Confession isn't mercy.
It's inevitability.

In this interrogation, the truth isn't freedom.
It's damnation.

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VIRUS & Syn:Thy - Tell the Truth

Noisia_Omissions_Xtrah_Remix

Thriller  - Shark (Original Mix) FREE DWNLD

//artist

@fourward
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//label
facebook.com/Eatbra1n
twitter.com/eatbra1n

// release date
Beatport Excl. 07.10.19 & Worldwide - 21.10.19

Much time had passed since that first moment of DIVERGENCE, in which one had sacrificed the joys of his existence for the betterment of all. Where once a man had stood, now a great tree remained, presiding over the village with the commanding presence of its incredible size. For years the magic of its boughs had shielded those below from harm, but time had worn upon its trunk and the wards that it projected now threatened to falter at the onslaught of the spirits that had long thrown themselves at the border. A single life, it seemed, could not keep evil at bay for all eternity. This fact was known to the council of the village below, and as the great tree began to slip from the world, they set in motion a further plan.

In the depths of one of the great mountains that surrounded the village, its every inhabitant worked tirelessly, hewing and hauling the stone bones of the earth out from the grand chamber they were constructing. At its center, the village’s most skilled artisans worked diligently, inscribing the face of a great obelisk with runes and symbols in a language known to none of them. Night and day the village toiled, until at the final strike of a pickaxe they heard a most ominous sound. A pained groan uttered its way through the valley, followed by the thunderous impact of what could only be the felling of the great tree. The villagers cowered within the cavern, watching in horror as the spirits of evil began to flit about the ceiling above them. Yet as all seemed lost each spirit that had entered the chamber was wrenched downwards, its essence bound to the great obelisk, which trapped their visages in caricatures of agony upon its surface. Though the flood of spirits seemed unending, each and every one soon found itself within a similar stone prison as the dissonant howls of these creatures of evil faded into nothingness within its earthly being. At this sight, the village rejoiced whilst remembering the one who had sacrificed much for them. Though life could not hold back the flood of DIVERGENCE, stone would bind it to its inescapable form.

EATBRAIN their ninth LP with the second release in their DIVERGENCE series, featuring 16 tracks from the many sonic leaders of the label’s vast horde. Within is presented EATBRAIN’s full sonic scope, which spans the breadth of the neurofunk spectrum with tracks from JOE FORD, AGRESSOR BUNX, MIZO, FOURWARD & more - as well as sonic sequences from a variety of rising artists within the genre. Summing the EATBRAIN philosophy in a single sixteen track release, DIVERGENCE II presents a diverse yet unified front as the EATBRAIN horde continues its ravenous audio onslaught.

Divergence II

Divergence II LP

Fourward - Torn Place VIP (EatbrainLP009)

Boomstick is first track from same called EP by Traced & RECS!

Boomstick

Traced & RECS - Boomstick

Compulsive Behaviour .

Altered States

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@chrissuofficial
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// release dates
Beatport Excl. 06.07.20
& Worldwide 20.07.20

With a soft thud and a scattering of dust motes, an intrepid explorer’s craft landed upon the planetoid. Although only a ship of medial weight, the craft sank slightly as it came to rest upon the ground, which bore a peculiar consistency that gave the planetoid its strange name. “Beautiful MUDHORN”, thought the explorer with sardonic appreciation as he stepped forth from his vessel, boots squelching into the soil below. Strange, he thought, that such an unappealing planetoid could be the only place in the galaxy to find the treasure he sought, though there was also a certain poetic irony to the situation. Gazing to the horizon, the explorer took in the magnificent view that bore the inspiration for the other half of the planet’s name. Before him towered spire after spire of sedimentary rock, long eroded and twisted into a multitude of naturally sculpted forms by the near constant rain that fell upon the planetoids surface. 

It said that within these spires that lay magnificent flora imbued with healing properties that seemed almost magical, imprisoned within the unique microclimates created as the rain eroded small chimneys into the planet’s eponymous “horns.” For the brave explorer such as himself that would risk the planetoid’s gauntlet of natural obstacles and disasters, from typhoons and mudslides to quicksand and the ravenous insectoid lifeforms that thrived amidst the ever present humidity of the place, these plantoid lifeforms were a verdant treasure trove of unbelievable import. After fighting his way through these myriad struggles and summiting one of the surface’s jagged horns, the explorer took great care in opening a passage that would not damage the fragile ecosystem below. As he reached the cavern floor, the explorer found himself surprised at his surroundings, for herein was not a magnificent natural greenhouse, nor plants of any alien nature, but simply a small patch of grass that rustled softly beneath his feet. Curious, the explorer plucked a frond from beneath him and bit into it. Met with magical revitalization after his many trials he was not, but rather with a singular and unmistakable taste: lemon. In an instant it came to him that MUDHORN was not all it had seemed, and that his eccentric employer had sent him on a galactic mission for naught but an uncommon cooking ingredient.

CHRIS.SU leads the EATBRAIN horde to new galactic realms with MUDHORN, his latest release on the label. After a long absence from the label whilst delving into sonic space on his own Fate Recordings imprint, the longtime EATBRAIN explorer returns to the label with a pair of tracks fueled by sludge slinging basslines sourced from his individual sonic journeys.

Tobax & Profuze - Time Wasting

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