niko demus & inter alia x ATB 
silly augmented edit made on the train
the a place called qbuec city

midnight in scirocco

The other day, I found myself reflecting on how music-making, something once so sacred to me, had lost much of its meaning over the years. I’ve spent so much time oscillating: between working independently and being signed to a major label, between relying on external structures and going it alone, between bands, side projects, collaborations, and breakdowns. I’ve endured the fallouts of toxic friendships, creative partnerships gone sour, and the slow erosion of trust that comes from repeatedly offering your vulnerability to the wrong people.

The trauma of those experiences, betrayal, burnout, and creative exploitation, left scars. There were long stretches where I couldn’t create. Or wouldn’t. I was afraid to give too much of myself again, afraid of being used, discarded, or misunderstood. Music became a landmine field of memory and mistrust. The rhythm was lost.

But lately, something’s shifted. A flicker. A pulse. A rhythm returning.

I’ve started to hear again. Not just sound, but the impulse to create. Ideas come in waves, bursts of inspiration I can’t ignore. And for the first time in a long while, I welcome them without questioning their purpose. It feels like the spirit of music has found me again. Possessed me, in the best way.

What’s different now is that I’ve stopped tying creation to outcomes. I’m no longer chasing metrics, audience reach, or platform performance. I don’t care if it goes viral. I don’t care if it even gets heard. The act of creating is enough. Making something from nothing, purely because I can, feels like a radical reclamation of joy.

Maybe it’s this return to form, or formlessness, that’s guiding me back to myself. I’m rediscovering what it means to make music without strings attached. No algorithm, no pressure, no false sense of worth assigned by streams or likes. Just the sound in my head, brought to life on my own terms.

And for now, that’s more than enough.

July 25, 2025

Robyn - Dancing On My Own
iphi - Baby
Himera - Remember
TWO HEAVENS & Niko Demus - N3Ptune (Sunrise)
+Me

DO YOU REMEMBER WHEN I WAS DANCING ON MY OWN BABY?

croatian amor + scandinavian star + dj bboi + bad gyal edit 

loveeee new ep sooner than later

12DJ (lastthingu)

Fakemink, Ecco2k, Mechatok - MAKKA
Dumonde - See The Light (Original Mix)

Don't You Want To See How It Ends

Hoje Tu Toma Outra Chance (DJ ERIC FB x DJ PARIS x Roger Sanchez)

yeat's sheisty

Remix of Come Find Me by MK - non vocals edition.

Come Find Me (Tech House Remix) - MK & Devin D.

The midnight wind strings up a symphony - an orchestra that plays for you and plays for me - and now instead of counting sheep, the violins put me to sleep - and now I see you in my sleep - and now we're both asleep - it's all I think of when I sleep - oh, how you look when you're asleep.

Himera - Sweet Dream

(UNSLS036)

“Sweet Dream” written by Himera
Produced, Mixed, and Mastered by Himera

Artwork by Robert Duggan

Taken from Himera's forthcoming LP 'Now I Know What Dreams Are Made Of'

Released on unseelie, 2025.

Now I Know What Dreams Are Made Of

Sweet Dream

Himera - Sweet Dream (UNSLS036)

Track Number 9 from the album : LOST IN THE BEAT

LOST IN THE BEAT

The Unknow

DJ MASKE – Pump up the Jam (Electronic Rework)

No face. Just feeling.
A classic reborn in the underground — heavy kick, rolling bass, metallic synths, and that pure rave pressure.
Dark lights, deep drops, and pure motion. ⚡️

DJ MASKE – Pump up the Jam (Electronic Rework)

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