Name: Psycho Biker by PL433 in Self Released Synth Music
Duration: 3 min 40 s
Description: If you're an adrenaline junkie who loves to drive fast at night, this is your soundtrack

nice retrowave, action movie vibes. cool!

Self Released Synth Music

With You (Instrumental)

A lonely journey under a sky full of stars.

A place that never felt like home.

If you've ever felt the call of the road, let this song be your companion.

A Lone Journey

If you're an adrenaline junkie who loves to drive fast at night, this is your soundtrack

Psycho Biker

Imagine racing at breakneck speed through the darkness

Nothing Bad

Couture

#18 - The Midnight, Gunship

News & new releases including The Midnight and Gunship's new video plus much much more!

Submissions: theminiheroes@gmail.com

All episodes here: https://soundcloud.com/heartbeathero/sets/the-mini-hero-podcast

#18 - The Midnight, Gunship

Transmission 12.

Between what I left and what I have yet to see.

Driftline

Riva

Available on Bandcamp at https://backflash.bandcamp.com/track/cloud-9-to-5

Cloud 9 to 5

Just cruising through the bay. No smuggling or anything..

Nifty Collective-Florida Bay

Turismo

Aether entfaltet sich wie ein unsichtbarer Strom zwischen Himmel und Erde – ein Raum aus Klang, Licht und Bewegung. Tiefe, organische Basswellen verschmelzen mit schimmernden Synthtexturen, während feine Arpeggios und schwebende Pads ein Gefühl grenzenloser Weite erzeugen.

Das Album bewegt sich zwischen Melancholie und Transzendenz: jeder Track ein Atemzug aus Energie, jeder Übergang eine Schwingung zwischen Realität und Traum. Aether ist nicht nur Musik – es ist ein Zustand, ein leises Schweben im Zwischenraum, wo Zeit und Form an Bedeutung verlieren.

Ein Werk für nächtliche Reisen, introspektive Momente und jene, die im Deep Trance die Verbindung zum Unsichtbaren suchen.

Prana Flame

Awakening

Music video : https://youtu.be/OcXDg9glV04

Peak‑time techno with rolling bass and a trance‑kissed lift.
Hypnotic lines, heavy kick—deep warehouse pressure.
Dark to euphoric in one ascent—driving melodic techno.

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The Story  ᓚᘏᗢ  ➜
The night forest wore the moon like a needle. Pale light stitched from branch to branch, fastening leaf to leaf, turning dew into a lace of cold fire. Beneath that careful seamwork stood a traveler who was not born but assembled—woven out of comet silk, lark‑black shadow, and the quiet intelligence of mycelium. The traveler’s name was Vaelith, though names here were less like labels and more like roots: buried, drinking deep, feeding leaves farther away than anyone could see.

Vaelith’s eyes were slow spirals of silver, rotating once for yes, twice for no, and three times when questions were too complex for a single answer. A braid of pale moss lay across their shoulder; it pulsed softly, an extra heart given by the understory. From the traveler’s waist hung an oval shard of fused stardust—meteor glass—which warmed whenever a path wanted to be found.

That night the glass began to thrum like a low tide in the bones. The shard lifted, not by string or charm but by fondness, and spread a hairline beam across the leaf litter. The light was thin and precise, like a thread the moon had misplaced and now asked Vaelith to return.

They stepped forward. The mossy braid stirred, tasting the air, and the forest answered by re‑arranging itself with hospitality: roots angled to make steps; mushrooms turned their luminous caps to guide; ferns bowed in a rustle that meant we’ve been expecting you. Distant trunks clicked together the way stones do after speech, and the meteor glass kept humming.

As Vaelith walked, soft lanterns rose—small colonies of caps with gills that glowed a psilocybin blue, then shifted into LSD‑bright filaments that crossed the trail like sutures in living skin. The threads did not tie anything down; they held it in a promise. Overhead, branches met in arcs that had never seen architecture and yet produced it, a natural vault where owls wore masks of DMT‑geometry, feather‑tips repeating the same perfect triangle, smaller and smaller, until the pattern fell inward like a whisper.

A figure waited at the mouth of the first clearing: humanoid in the way a tree is humanoid only when the wind persuades it. Limbs were slender cambium, veneer polished by moonlight. Eyes: two slow pools of resin. Antlers: not antlers, but growing scrolls of polished bark carved by termites into filigree. It bowed with the patience of old rainfall.

“Loom‑kin,” Vaelith said, their voice a weave of low breath and the click of beetle shells. The resin eyes brightened.

“I am Soresyn of the Canopy, tender to the seam that holds this world together,” the being said. “The moon has placed thread in your keeping. Something is unraveling beyond my reach.”

The meteor glass hummed harder. Vaelith lifted it, and inside the shard swam a map that wasn’t a map—not inked lines but living filaments drifting as if underwater. They nudged one, and it laid itself along a path only the forest could see.

“Speak of the unraveling,” Vaelith said.

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