Emotional resonance 🎶 — BeatOrganic connects authenticity 🎧

Chorus lift subtle 💖 — BeatOrganic celebrates dynamics 🎤

Could definitely see this being used in a movie! Another good one Rob 👍

Created drum and bass sounds, based on the sound of Kraftwerk. And then bended the harmony modulations towards a jazzy, psychedelic place. And finally glitched and funked the whole thing up and added a NI Reaktor preset that sounds like R2D2 to rap a thing or two of it's worries and complaints.

Neo Existentialism

Odd Way In

This new set builds upon the foundation laid in my 2022 mix, The Stoned Ape Theory, which explored Terence McKenna’s unique insights into the evolution of human consciousness. McKenna’s perspective challenges conventional narratives, urging us to see the mind’s awakening through a new, psychedelic lens. Now, the journey deepens. In this next chapter, we encounter Tuko, the first to awaken, and follow his transformative path—a story of discovery, enlightenment, and the dawn of a new way of seeing the world.


The sun hung low over the vast, golden grasslands. Tuko, a young hunter of the Red River Tribe, moved silently through the brush, his sharp eyes scanning for movement. The herd of great horned beasts had passed through earlier, leaving behind trampled earth, dung, and the faint scent of musk in the air.

His stomach growled. The last hunt had failed. The elders whispered of hunger, of curses from the spirits.

Then, Tuko saw some strange small golden caps pushing up from a pile of dung. He sniffed them, wrinkling his nose. Food was food. He plucked a handful and chewed. They were bitter but soft, melting on his tongue.

He waited.

Then, the world breathed.

The grass shimmered, shifting like a great ocean of light. The sky pulsed, the clouds curling into shapes he had no words for. The earth beneath him hummed, a deep sound that spoke to something ancient inside his bones.

When he turned, he saw his own hands, but they were not just hands, they were tools, they were claws, they were the roots of trees, shifting, becoming. The spirits of the land whispered to him, not as ghosts but as thoughts in his own mind.

He saw the others—his people—huddled around the fire at night, but in his mind, they were not just eating. They were telling stories, singing, dancing, painting the hunt on stone walls. He understood what could be, what should be.

For the first time, he saw the future.

When he returned to the tribe, his eyes were wild with wonder. He spoke, not in grunts, but in something new, something deeper. At first, they did not understand, but then they listened.

That night, around the fire, the first story was told.

From that moment, the world was irrevocably changed. With a single step, Tuko had set events in motion that would shape the destiny of his kind, an uncharted path toward what future generations would call civilization.

Cover art by: њӓђђӓћ JѳђЭs
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Mixing decks used to perform this set: Pioneer XDJ-XZ.
https://www.pioneerdj.com/en-us/product/all-in-one-system/xdj-xz/black/overview/


Setlist:
1. Relativ & MoRsei - Are We Dreaming 
2. Fungus Funk, Ajja - Sonic Elixir 
3. Bootysattva - Groovy Sattva 
4. Djantrix & Modual  - Not Even Close 
5. Xed & Bandicoot (ARG) - Helter Skelter (PsynOpticz Records & Patronus Records)
6. Creepy Deep - How to Fake a Shadow (Patronus Records)
7. Tristan - Empire of the Sun 
8. Virtual Light & PsyFiction - Pump Up Ze Party 
9. Akatosh & Inverze - Infestation (PsynOpticz Records & Patronus Records)
10. Alienatic & Liftshift - Pineal Gland 
11. Volcano On Mars - Dream in Colors 
12. Wubba Lubba - Hologram 
13. Nukleall, Gigi - Voidwalkers Groove 
14. Fungus Funk - Moon Rock 
15. Purple Shapes & NoFace - Embrace the Random 
16. West Galaxy - Age of Stars 
17. Ingrained Instincts & Nektarios - Southern Triad 
18. Xed - We Have Everything We Need (Patronus Records)
19. Mergel & Spatial Plants - Mist
20. Magik & Iridian (UK) - Imminent Future 
21. Mekkanikka - Psychedelic Jesus
22. Radikal Moodz - Acid Layers 
23. Altered Stasis - Witch People (Patronus Records)
24. Jumpstreet & Pantomiman - Bloody Feet 
25. Technology - Tribal Technology 
26. Hallucinogen - Gamma Goblins (Soundaholix Remix) 
27. Nektarios - Thoughtless Awareness 
28. Hecate - Eudemonia Nymphe 
29. Ninesense - Rewind 
30. Shivatree - Digital Space 
31. Faders - Imagine 
32. Imaginarium - Alien Lighthouse 
33. Daksinamurti - Conductor of Magic

The Stoned Ape Theory - Part 2 | A Mind Altering Evolution | 145-148 BPM

Heavy processed minimal, very unprepared orchestra for 8 strings, 8 woodwinds, 20 percussions a marble game and 22 electronic effects. 
Cut up in post process to enhance breaks and pauses and attentiuate different scenes and stages.

Hybrid Nr°3 - Music For a Game

Music for a Game

S O M B R E R O S

All of my songs can be divided into two categories, "songs for processing" and "bangers". THIS is a song for processing! I've been struggling for the past few weeks or so and normally when that happens, espescially with this type of stuff - the "consensus reality" stuff - it's very difficult for me to communicate my experiences, and more importantly, my inner landscape. 

I learned after my first bout of psychosis that I could process these emotions and concepts that I don't yet have words for by creating sonic representations. Like "painting my feelings" but with sound, so that's what I did here!  

I'm clinging tightly to my South Eastern practices and Alan Watts for grounding during times like these and I figured if I looped some helpful phrases, it would keep me focused. There's something about putting a beat behind some words that helps them stick better.

I've been managing both increased energy levels (but (mostly) still achieving 8 hours of sleep a night) and emotional lability (but religiously taking my meds) 

There's a certain....existential intensity that's overcoming me-BUT I know EXACTLY what to do for it! The care team is on watch for anything that MAY resemble psychotic symptoms and I have a handy little motto for managing times like these!

Stay Medicated. Stay Moving. Stay Musical~

Liminal Leaf - Feat. Alan Watts

At the conclusion of every crisis, I've developed a pattern of intense reflection, occasionally under the [usually] mild influence of psilocybin, depending on how grounded I am. After this most recent crisis, I, finding myself remarkably grounded, recalibrated with a few caps and was utterly inspired. 

For the past few days, I had been experimenting at the intersection of progressive/melodic/and acid house by slowing them down to 90BPM and fusing these samples with IDM percussion and tablas. THEN, I threw in some industrial noise for good measure. 

For the ARRANGING, I decided to let my shroomie friends guide my clip launching. I'm an experimental producer, after all! And I have to say, I'm pleasantly surprised by the results! After some minor polishing and mixing to the best of my ability, I think she's ready to be released!!!!!

Melodic Mushroom

Hard techno warehouse energy—drop in now and ride the storm.
Peak‑time kicks, industrial grit—enter the tunnel.
Acid‑laced hard techno for the 4AM warehouse.
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The Story
The plain was made of black salt, a horizon of matte crystals that swallowed reflections instead of returning them. Above it hung a sky the color of cooled iron. Nothing moved, not the thin grasses fossilized in place, not the distant ribs of petrified cactus, not the oval shadows that pooled where there should have been light. The air felt thick—like a held note, like a thought someone forgot to finish.

Out of that heldness, a figure stepped.

They were not armored or robed. They carried no tools, only a glass seed cupped in both hands, small enough to hide in a fist, heavy enough to pull the shoulders down. The seed was not luminous, but light noticed it; beams bent when it passed. The traveler steadied their breath until it matched the inaudible pulse threading through the ground. When they looked up, the horizon turned by a fraction, just enough to show that all horizons here were part of a wheel.

The wheel’s center was nowhere and everywhere, but its rim—the path—ran straight ahead. The traveler started walking.

Out past the fifth step, the salt exhaled spores that did not rise or fall. They hung, counting each other, arranging themselves into a body: a lank, cathedral-shouldered mushroom being with gills inscribed in teal. Its shadow formed before its cap; then its stem curled up from the shadow’s edge, a reversed sprout. The gills flexed, and stenciled onto the air between them appeared a silent string of equations shaped like vines.

The traveler paused without fear. The equations were invitations.

The mushroom lifted its arm. Halfway through the gesture, the arm became a cactus rib, green lacquer with glints of trapped suns. The rib arched overhead and, with a soft click of geometry, multiplied into a corridor: rib upon rib, an arcade of living anatomy, each curve fitted to the next by joints that whispered when they turned. Salt slipped out of salt, forming steps that did not look like steps until the traveler placed a foot on them and the ground agreed.

A corridor of ribs and spores opened toward a darkness that was not night, and the traveler crossed the threshold.

Beneath the ribs, the air acquired weight. Droplets formed on the cactus skin and beaded, each bead holding a world full of tiny weather. Where the beads grazed one another, prisms were born—micro-faceted insects that hummed without sound and flew in quivering constellations. Columnar forms extruded from the salt like glass trees, branches interlocking in a scaffold of perfect errors. Between branches, filaments stretched into a lattice, a graph of choices the traveler hadn’t made yet.

In the prisms, the traveler’s reflection wore a dozen futures. In some, the seed had already been planted; in others, the seed was a piercing and the sky was stitched to their skin. In one, there was no traveler at all, only the seed rolling like a planet where the ribs met the plain.

Continues on the website:
https://grasspatchbum.com/2025/08/18/mercury-river-protocol/

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2727

2727 - over slowed + reverb

Wait to the end brohampshire

Quite Rob is an experimental live looping recording artist from California. Specializing within a range of abstract psychonautic creations: IDM, downtempo, psybient, trip-hop, glitch, ambient, industrial, atmospheric, cosmic, and futuristic psychedelic/shamanic style trance beats.

" Most of my music is improvised and recorded in one live take. The moment I activate my equipment  I aim to create an experience that allows my listeners to travel freely to all kinds of inner and outer dimension."

More of Quite Rob's music can be found at Spot the apple on Amazon and all ect... ect...  You Tube music video blah... blah... blah...

All cover artwork is made with the help of Photo Studio's AI picture generator and editing tools.

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