An immersive dive into the Ecuadorian rainforest with deep bass lines, tribal yet groovy percussion, emotional melodies, and hypnotic vocals dedicated to a monkey god in an ancient language. Somewhere between deep and tribal house, this one-of-a-kind style of music will give your body no other choice but to get up and dance.

Deep Monkey

Graceful Leap - Way of K (feat. B.Ram)

Don't Let Life F*** You Up

“Cursed Summer” is a session that blends indie dance, progressive and melodic techno into a journey of sound. A set that turns heat into intensity, melancholy into movement and long nights into pure energy. This is not a postcard summer – it’s a summer to get lost in the music.

CURSED SUMMER(Live ReMix-indie dance -progressive -melodic techno)

Interstellar is a High-Tech Minimal track inspired by the iconic movie Interstellar. The composition captures the sense of vast space, mystery, and emotional depth that the film represents.
This time, I decided to approach the mix and mastering process in a completely different way. Unlike my usual workflow, where I rely on tools like Ozone 11 and its AI-driven features, I chose to avoid any artificial intelligence assistance in both mixing and mastering. Everything was done manually, by ear, without the help of VST plugins powered by AI.
The result is different from my usual productions — I wasn’t able to achieve the same level of dynamics that AI often provides. And honestly, in some areas, artificial intelligence is already better than me. My ears are not as sharp as they used to be, and age inevitably leaves its mark on hearing. Still, this track reflects a very personal and human side of my artistry — imperfect, raw, and real.
— Berlin Cox

Interstellar - Melodic High-Tech Minimal

We Have Victory - Way of K (feat. B.Ram)

Remix of kid andre & trees - system_reboot. Out now, hit play & drop a like!

Trees : 
https://on.soundcloud.com/7ZcSKmD79ggytBEXCd

KID ANDRE : 
https://on.soundcloud.com/XqgyzZ8lKS52fkMm0V

SYSTEM_REBOOT (REMIX)

A journey through the night... In the sky, the stars are tied together with invisible strings, reflecting the hidden bonds within the human soul. With every step, an unseen force pulls two strangers closer. They never speak, their eyes never meet, yet their hearts beat to the same melody. Two souls who have never known each other are drawn into the center of the universe by an invisible bond. A connection beyond time, beyond space—an energy that can neither be seen nor touched. And yet its power is strong enough to silence every storm. As the music rises, the bond carries them into a realm where only one truth remains: the strongest connection between people is not born of words, but from the vibration within silence. And in that moment, through the hypnotic waves of melodic techno, their hearts become entwined by the invisible threads of the universe.

Linear, Krupica - Invisible Bonds [Vanta Black]

The B-Sides Series by Electronite Project

BSIDE019 - Dark Snake // Free Download //

Full Album Available on:

electroniteproject.bandcamp.com/album/the-b-sides

BSIDE019 - Dark Snake // FREE DL //

Deep/minimal groove with trippy ultra‑real visuals. Enter the corridor.
A fractal sun over glass dunes—hypnotic techno immersion.
Dark kicks, deep subs, cosmic glow—get lost in the visuals.

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The Story  ᓚᘏᗢ  ➜
I — The Door Beneath the Dark

The star was a fever that never cooled. From orbit it painted the hard vacuum with spirals of color too precise to be chance: lime, magenta, ultraviolet lattices shimmering like the wings of mythic insects. The Hyphaeryx named it the LSD Sun for the way its light convinced stone to dream and dunes to rearrange themselves into perfect mandalas. Around this sun drifted a desert of comet‑ground silica, fused and refrozen into rippling continents. The dunes rolled on tides of radiance rather than wind, sculpted by spectra that moved with the patience of continental drift and the caprice of a hallucination.

Vhorin arrived not in a vessel but in a germination. His body stepped out of a seed that had been a star only yesterday; he shook the last dew of cold nebula from his shoulders and watched it evaporate into petals of cyan steam. The dunes murmured in color. Far beneath his feet, he felt the Hyphosphere stir—threads of living matter braided through the vacuum like the roots of a forest that had traded soil for starlight.

He walked until the dune‑faces climbed to meet the sky, tall as mountains and rimmed with auroral fire. At the base of one such face a circle of gills irised open in the dark glass as if the dune itself had been holding its breath. The hatch exhaled a fine mist—spores sculpted into vowels—and in their pattern Vhorin read greeting and test.

“I have come for the corridor,” he said, and his voice was a fiber of gold weaving itself into the mist.

The hatch widened. Beneath it, a stair spiraled away into a coolness that was not darkness so much as uncommitted color. Vhorin lifted one foot, then the other, and descended into the under‑dune where gravity behaved like a thought that refused to settle.

II — Gravities Turning

The stair did not point down. It turned toward a vector Vhorin could only name by taste: metal with a citrus tremor. Each step unhooked weight from one meaning and relayed it to another. The dunes above forgot he had ever stood upon them. Somewhere behind his eyes, a flock of phosphorescent glyphs convened: coordinates singing to each other in a language of angles.

Walls of interlaced hyphae rose around him, pale braids pulsing with slow, star‑blue light. He let his fingers brush the living weave. It shivered and disclosed a map—strands touched strands, and whole constellations changed their minds about where they lived. High overhead, where “overhead” was temporarily plural, he glimpsed DMT auroras sliding through the rock like cattails through riverwater: mint green, persimmon, electric violet. Each color drafted a hypothesis of the corridor’s location.

He tasted the air with the filaments along his wrists and whispered his lineage—the spore‑names and filament‑houses that had grown him. The stair humbled to a ramp and the ramp bent open into a chamber where the ceiling was not a ceiling but a low sky.

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Dunes of the LSD Sun | Cinematic Visual Trip @ YouTube

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This melodic house track is for my daughter.

Sofia in My Sky

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Furrier Records,Oxytech,Beatcode Dark, G-Mafia,Audioreaktor,Jack had Groove

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Ryan Best

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