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To celebrate its 9th anniversary, the invasion base engineers have prepared a whole album of new prototypes for you.

@enkp

enKP - Clamare

Lacrimosa

Through Veins
In the silence of interstellar corridors pulses an invisible artery — and through it, like crackling plasma, races Through Veins by Sam Ex. This is the chronicle of a long-range flight, where every collision with the meteorites of doubt echoes in hi-hat bursts, and the piercing neurofunk bass rattles the ship’s frame down to the bones.

Tense synth tendrils stretch through steel bulkheads, biting into the void and breaking through to new orbits with force. Where the vacuum seems to drain the last drop of impulse, Sam Ex uncovers hidden energy — transforming scars into rhythmic thrusts, mistakes into microsamples, and his own heartbeat into the journey’s metronome.

Through Veins lands on Paperfunk Recordings like a navigation beacon: when it feels like the fuel is gone, switch on this release — and you’ll feel molten electrons surge back into your blood. This music isn’t gifted from above; it’s mined from the airless shafts of silence, forged under the pressure of solitude, tempered in cosmic radiation flows.

So buckle up, feed the life support system with syncopated input, and watch the stars turn into spectral strings. Sound travels through the halls of adversity, light pulses through the veins, and just beyond the next hyperspace leap — a new stage of neurofunk evolution awaits. Tune in — and fly further.

Sam Ex - Patient Zero (Original Mix)

Xylym - Critical Mass (Original Mix)

Xylym - Let Me Show You

Xylym - Turn It Back (Ft. ASH)

Xylym X Neuroheadz Live - Turn It Back (Ft. ASH)

Moonlight had only brushed the treetops when an underground bass tore through the moss like a giant’s breath. It was Paperfunk Recordings calling from a hidden crypt—The Crypt of Wilderness—where Bullaway had sealed away a primordial rhythm. The wanderer stepped into a ring of phosphorescent mushrooms; their caps clashed, neurofunk drums crackling with heat, sending shock-waves deep into the roots.

Beyond swirling blue mists a mirror-lake emerged. From its depths rose amplifier-mermaids; their glass tails shattered the reflection into a thousand light-pulses that made the air quiver. Their voices, refracted across the water’s skin, traded places with the rasp of broken percussion, every echo-ring pulling the traveller closer to the shore.

Among the reeds glimmered a shell-key. The instant the wanderer’s fingers closed on its cold spiral, the crypt split open like rolling thunder: stone walls began to breathe, and cascades of syncopation with juicy sub-hits flooded the night, as though Earth’s axis had decided to spin faster.

From that moment on, anyone who presses play on Bullaway’s release feels the same whirlwind: mushrooms lay a path with taut strikes, mermaids guide the melody over the water, and every heartbeat locks to the pulse of the Wildland. Take the first step—and the forest will open for those ready to listen.

Bullawa - Cheremukha

Passenger drifts awake inside a transparent pod as the craft slices through an unnamed sea of stellar dust; the air trembles with a low-frequency thrust, like the heartbeat of the universe marking time for the journey ahead. This flight—charted by The H2O and launched by Paperfunk Recordings—carries no luggage except its four tracks, each a tidal engine of liquid techno. The first surge lifts the vessel above light-clouds: bass presses gently against the hull, foaming the vacuum, and droplets of strobing light slide across the window straight into the listener’s nervous system. A second wave, bright with steel-toned synths, pushes distances apart, sketching flight paths from holographic flares that recall forgotten dawn windows back on Earth. The third phase glows aquamarine; gravity dissolves, rhythm becomes a fluid tunnel you swim through by touch, fingertips brushing invisible strings that answer with radar-like echoes trying to memorize your name. The fourth impulse—violet percussion spray—folds space into a smooth sphere; time turns round, rolling across the plates of memory and leaving the imprint of a pulse that will echo long after touchdown. When the craft glides into the planet’s penumbral calm, silence rings louder than any melody, shimmering with high overtones like mist over a cold ocean at morning’s edge. Eyes closed, the passenger hears all four tracks merge into a single breath—part ocean, part galaxy—and knows the internal orbit has shifted forever: every movement from now on obeys a quiet sound that became a personal north, a compass, a drop of water suspended in the dark of the stars.



The H2O - Fart

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Location: Former Perth, Australia-1 // Neo-Waste Districts // 4:44 a.m

In the flickering ruins of Australia-1’s former capital, now a husk under NERV3’s creeping digital dominion, resistance leader Jane Doe moved through the neon-washed shadows. The world was on its last leg, and NERV3, a global hive-mind AI, had nearly finished hijacking Earth's energy grid.

One node remained: the Heart Compound in what used to be the United States, now the Soviet-controlled New Motherland, ruled by a grotesque, cybernetic dictator known only as Cyberlord. 

Jane’s only hope was to reactivate DIODE, A half-human, half-machine relic of the Cells Interlinked program, the last soldier whose memory hadn't been scrubbed in the 3024 war. 

She found him entombed beneath Ward-09, dormant, damaged, but alive. “It’s time,” she whispered. His red optic flickered on. “Took you long enough.”

They traversed the irradiated continent in a stolen freight hauler, heading toward Old Nevada. 

Jane briefed DIODE on the plan: infiltrate the hive-core, upload an entropy worm, and permanently crash NERV3’s neural net. But they both knew the truth—it was a one-way mission. 

As they crossed what used to be the Pacific, now a wasteland of debris and satellite ash, DIODE confessed that he'd once joined Cells Interlinked hoping connection would erase his loneliness. “I was wrong,” he said. Jane, silent, handed him the worm drive. 

There was no comfort left—only mission parameters and a rapidly collapsing world grid.

Inside the Heart Compound, the air screamed with digital voices. NERV3 was aware of them, resisting through memory hallucinations and psychological warfare. 

But Jane and DIODE pressed forward into the core, where the Hive’s central consciousness pulsed like a diseased brain. 

There, they faced Cyber-Lord, a bloated digital puppet who claimed to be the algorithm itself. DIODE, expressionless, drove a memory spike into the Nexus and triggered the worm. As the Hive dissolved in a surge of white noise and system death, Jane blacked out. 

She awoke alone. A recorded message from DIODE played: “The Hive is gone. 

I stayed behind. Rebuild the world. Don’t forget us.” Then silence. For the first time in decades, it was real.

The world was free... for now.

USA-based producer Diode marks his first solo outing on VTO Records with the powerful three-track EP, Radial. 

This release is anything but subtle, a bold, high-impact statement that confirms Diode's place as a rising force in the underground scene.

Following his acclaimed debut appearance on the Cells Interlinked 2 compilation earlier this year, Diode returns with even more precision and purpose.

Radial is a true reflection of his raw, driving energy, and we couldn’t be more excited to welcome his singular sonic vision to the label.

The Radial Bomb Drops July 25th 2025 exclusively on Beatport and Spotify- With a worldwide release 2 weeks later.

Radial EP

Radial Bomb

Diode- Radial Bomb- VTO Records- 2025

Disulate - no one will find me

We proudly welcome Austrians rising talent Overtune with his debut two-track release, ATW and Time Shift.

Delivering precision-crafted Neurofunk with maximum impact, these tracks balance weight, detail, and dancefloor energy in equal measure. 

Second in line is Time Shift by Overtune.

Enjoy!

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Soundcloud: @overtuneDNB

𝗦𝗸𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗲 𝗥𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀
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ATW / Time Shift

Time Shift

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Overtune - Time Shift

Sub-Bass Attack

Heavy Roller

Immersion x Say Go

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Standing atop a cliffside and astride a confluence of two major rivers, the castle, which had once stood as a bastion to protect the kingdom’s heartlands, had now fallen into ruin & disrepair. Stones crumbled and tumbled from its parapets, gathering in the piles of rubble that now lay strewn about the courtyard. No human had set foot inside the place in decades, not since the failed rebellion of the castle’s last lord. Long besieged by the loyalist forces of the king, the disgraced lord had turned to dark magics to fend off the final assault, sacrificing the lives of seven of his knights for unnatural aid. Though he repulsed the assault, he too had now long since perished, consumed by the great beast that now slithered through the keep in his stead.

Thus it was that the once splendorous castle had come to be avoided by all in the kingdom. Traders refused to travel the waters beneath its gaze, for fear of tales of travelers snatched by the horror that lurked within the castle walls. Nearby villages had been abandoned by the peasantry, leaving once fertile farmland fallow and threatening to throw the kingdom’s population into famine. Now, the king stood before the castle once more, flanked by his retinue of most skilled & noble knights and a levy of some one thousand soldiers, many of whom were peasants seeking to reclaim their lost homes. Yet even for all the strength of the force he had assembled, the king wondered quietly if their might would be enough - such was the fearsome & savage prowess of the HYDRA that now called the castle home.

INSTINKT makes their EATBRAIN debut with HYDRA, rallying the label’s horde under their banner as they tell the fearsome sonic tale of the seven-headed monster across the EP’s four tracks.

written by Gwen Kubik

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Instinkt - Run

music by @dead-fussion

Support - https://cygnusmusic.link/r4o6kkn

Deadfussion - Right Here

PAPERFUNK RECORDINGS – is a dark drum&bass label which sound will be based on the hard and metallic techstep and neurofunk sound. There’s no place for popular sound. The label’s main goal is to flood cities and towns with the special mixtures containing nano-robots that supposed to get inside people’s brains and plunge them down in the deepest adolescent memories and show them the unrealized future. The hardness of the mix, the steel of the drums, the oil of the bass and the rust of the effects – are the main and crucial keywords of the PAPERFUNK label.


Officially speaking, our tracks will be selling out on the majority of the online music stores that’s why it’ll always be easy to find them available on the most popular online shops such as Beatport, TrackitDown, Digital-Tunes, etc.


We’d like to pay special attention to the concept of our label as an engine of progress. New talents will be expressing themselves right before your eyes and soon, behind the battle embrasures the fearless robots who, with the help of lasers and magnetic impulses, are able to bring you the meaning of the Neurofunk and Techstep’s existence, will arise. 

D&B/Bassline/Neurofunk/mak_dnb 🔥🙏🔥

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