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Billie Jean

Billie Jean - Michael Jackson - SK REMIX

My Thirteenth Session Melodic Techno, Vocal & Progressive House DJ Mix

1.	Miara - The Way
2.	Lewis Blaze – Symbiosis
3.	Martyre - Shining (Nihil Young Mix) 
4.	Suit&Panda - Dark as a White(Original Mix)
5.	Kamiel Kiko - Lost Me (Original Mix)
6.	ODYSSAY - Running (Greenjack Remix)
7.	Nihil Young, Peter Illias - Secret Society (Original Mix)
8.	Indifferent Guy & REVOL (ofc) – Alive (Original Mix)
9.	Eryc Karezza - Feel You There (Original Mix)
10.	Karry G – Weightless
11.	Kamiel Kiko – Reality (Extended Mix)
12.	Dosem & Hana - Ethernal (Extended Mix)

My Thirteenth Session Melodic Techno, Vocal & Progressive House DJ Mix

Imagine this: It’s Monday at 09:00 AM, and you’re immersed in the electrifying ambiance of DC10 Ibiza during the iconic Circoloco event. The venue pulsates with energy as you tune into the deep, sultry sound waves crafted by the skilled DJ SNAK3. His precise mixing techniques and thoughtful production elements create a rich auditory tapestry that transports you on a riveting journey through the nuances of time and space. SNAK3’s mastery in manipulating frequency ranges, layering sounds, and utilizing effects showcases his exceptional talent within the electronic music domain. Prepare to delve deep into this sonic exploration and appreciate the intricacies of his craft. Enjoy this immersive experience!

DYNASTY  - DJ SNAK3 CIRCOLOCO IBIZA 09_00AM  REMIX.wav

Watch the Music Video | Trippy Neural Space Journey | 4K AI-Generated Cinematic Visuals : https://youtu.be/u1gHdO15l8M
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Dive into a 4K AI sci-fi dream where music, portals & neon suns pulse as one!
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Rekordbox | Traktor: 129 BPM; Gm
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Overflowing with radiant synth cathedrals and razor-sharp tech propulsion.
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I. A Signal in the Fog Nebula
At the dead center of a lavender dust cloud—so dense that even photons tripped over themselves—Captain Averi Kincairn floated in her derelict survey skiff. For two unmarked cycles she had listened to static hiss across every band the skiff’s receiver could reach. Then, on the edge of sleep, the static warped. It folded in on itself, became a hush, and finally resolved into a whisper of crackling violet light that shimmered across her cockpit glass like a swarm of fireflies.

The pattern wasn’t random. It traced runes older than any star-chart—glyphs from a pre-crystal civilization scholars called the Silent Makers. Legends claimed the Makers threaded entire galaxies with invisible arches, portals so narrow only light could pass. Averi, orphaned scavenger and reluctant dreamer, had spent her life hunting for proof. So when the violet swarm spiraled into the ancient Maker symbol for “open,” she understood: a Gate was near.

She powered every thruster to maximum and plunged into the fog.

II. Corridor of Shifting Planes
A luminescent corridor burst forth, carved through the nebula like a crystalline knife wound. Facets of unknown mineral lined the passage—each facet reflecting not her skiff, but alternate versions of her life. In one facet she piloted a merchant frigate; in another she grew elder beneath a garden sun; in another she never left the orphanage at all. The corridor was forcing her to confront diverging futures, tempting her to veer off course and disappear into a mirror of “might-have-been.”

Keeping her eyes fixed on a single violet point gleaming ahead, Averi nudged the skiff deeper. Reality around her kinked and refolded. Time slowed to the rhythm of her pulse. Colors she had no names for bled from facet to facet, painting her cockpit with kaleidoscopic tides until she forgot the way starlight normally looked.

Yet the point remained—steady, pulsing like a beacon. When she reached it, the facets snapped shut behind her with a silent shudder, and her skiff burst into open black.

Suspended before her, impossibly vast, hovered a Gate: an eight-spoked wheel forged from woven amethyst arcs, each spoke ablaze with countless tiny fireflies flickering in unison. They moved like neurons firing—but also like dancers trading partners in a silent ballroom—the choreography both mechanical and ecstatic.

Averi throttled back. Every childhood myth about Maker Gates ended with the same warning: They devour the unprepared. She drew a trembling breath.
“Devour or deliver,” she whispered—and keyed the impulse drive.

III. Threshold Burn
The Gate accepted her. The skiff pierced its core and dissolved into pure vector: coordinates divorced from matter, will pressed flat against distance. She became velocity itself. She tasted iron memories, smelled petrichor that had never fallen on any planet she knew—sensed moments stacked like playing cards inside a cosmic deck being rapidly shuffled.

The voice subsided, satisfied.

Continues on the website : https://grasspatchbum.com/2025/05/27/violet-firefly-gateways-techno-neural-space-odyssey-4k-ai-generated-cinematic-visuals/

Violet Firefly Gateways

Violet Firefly Gateways - Sci-Fi Music Video @ YouTube

Lyrics:

I search the shadows for a spark of light
But echoes of silence surround my plight
In every beat, I feel the void of angst
Alone, yet longing for a heart's sweet chance

I'm lost in this dance of despair
Where nobody seems to care

I trace the outlines of what could have been
Fading reflections, shadows of my skin
Each flicker of hope, a flicker of pain
In this digital realm, we're all feeling the same

I'm lost in this dance of despair
Where nobody seems to care
Reaching through wires, I've learned to cope
In this lonely night, I'm chasing a sliver of hope

Underneath these blinking lights, I wait in vain
Like an icon in a dream, lost in the mundane
Each heartbeat echoes, mechanical and cold
Seeking warmth through screens, a story untold

I'm lost in this dance of despair
Where nobody seems to care
Craving connection in a world of disconnect
In the solitude of night, it’s your love I detect
 
Through the static, I'm still reaching wide
Signals fade like whispers, where emotions hide
In crowded rooms, yet I'm standing still
A ghost of my heart, aching for a thrill

I'm lost in this dance of despair
Where nobody seems to care
Searching for you in this vast expanse
Holding on tight, to the hope of a chance
 
Dragging footsteps, they echo my fear
In this maze of faces, I wish you were near
Battery drained, on this road to nowhere
Hoping for a signal, a glimpse of your care

I'm lost in this dance of despair
Where nobody seems to care
Fumbling through shadows, I reach for the light
In this lonely existence, will I find you tonight?
 
Digital whispers in an endless stream
Chasing illusions, drowning in a dream
Fleeting connections slip through my hands
In pixelated love, do you understand?

I'm lost in this dance of despair
Where nobody seems to care
Longing for a voice, amidst silence so loud
In this electric haze, I stand alone in the crowd
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Lyrics: NTENSEIFIED
Music & Vocals: NTENSEIFIED

Where Nobody Seems to Care

UPTOWN LUVIN’

My latest song about the legendary club in New York - Studio 54. I made this song with feelings from the 80's music.

Studio 54 2025

independence, yay.
15 tracks from a near-future recursion.

Æthelburg is rising. Signals are clean, systems smooth, optimization near total. And yet… it hurts a little more every time it gets easier.

independence, yay. lives inside this paradox, where bandwidth isn’t just capacity, but identity, exhaustion, intimacy. Across these songs you’ll find whispers of transmission loss, algorithmic tenderness, municipal grief, and quiet resistance. Some songs glitch. Some drift. Some bloom.

This isn’t the “bandwidth album.” But it is haunted by what bandwidth has become: status, currency, measure of self. What happens when your very being gets measured in throughput?

From “System Override (for Two)” to “Zero-Sum Garden”, these tracks aren’t answers. They’re artifacts from a world that feels uncomfortably close. A world that still believes independence is the opposite of entanglement.

independence, yay.

The Unspoken Bandwidth

On sale now...

Get ready for a sunny, feel-good journey where deep house meets warm Latin vibes.
Tomazzi delivers "Pepito Mi Corazón" — a smooth blend of sensual rhythms, catchy melodies, and retro summer energy.
Perfect for sunset sessions, cocktails, beach parties, and light-hearted moments.
Close your eyes… let your heart dance.

Pepito Mi Corazon (Radio Edit)

dream ride

With over 13 years of experience behind the boards, I go by the name NTENSEIFIED — a name that reflects the raw emotion, energy, and intensity I pour into every beat.

I'm a 50-year-old music producer who lives and breathes sound. Music isn’t just what I do – it’s who I am. Every track I make is a piece of my journey, inspired by real moments, deep thoughts, and a relentless passion for creating something that moves people.

From haunting melodies to hard-hitting drops, I build soundscapes that hit deep and stay with you. Whether you're here to vibe, reflect, or escape – you’re in the right place.

Thanks for listening and being part of the ride.
Hit follow and join me on this journey – the best is yet to come.

🔥 NTENSEIFIED – Turn up the emotion.

If you like my music please feel free to contribute so I can continue to make music and entertain you my fans!

Enjoy! :)

Where Nobody Seems to Care

NTENSEIFIED

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