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Adriasola Dj – Beton Live in RooPof · Septiembre 2025

Set grabado en directo desde la espectacular terraza RooPof de Béton Brut, con el puerto y la ciudad iluminada como telón de fondo.
Una sesión que viaja entre indie dance, afro house, deep soulful y pinceladas de tech house, manteniendo siempre la energía elegante y el toque innovador que caracteriza mis mezclas.

🎛️ Equipo: Pioneer XDJ-RX3
⏱️ Duración: 2h 15min
🎶 BPM: 118–124

Ideal para revivir una noche de música, luces y vibraciones únicas frente al mar.

Beton Live in Root Sep`25

Music video : https://youtu.be/WlbzZt-tML8

Hypnotic melodic techno with deep, driving grooves—immerse in a 4K trip.
Peak‑time energy meets euphoric synths—melodic techno for midnight minds.
Progressive, hypnotic, euphoric—melodic techno in ultra‑real 4K.

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The Story  ᓚᘏᗢ  ➜
When the spores fell like slow, glowing snow, Velith felt the ground inhale.

The breath came up through her soles, through the filament webs in her ankles and the hollow bones of her calves, like warm wind traveling a flute. She stood in a valley of caps—towering mushrooms with gills as wide as amphitheaters—and listened to the soil trying to remember a song it had not yet learned how to sing. The caps glinted with dew as precise as scales on a dragon’s eyelid; the stems were as pale as the inside of moonstone. Beyond the valley, dunes rose and fell in curves so clean they looked calculated, each ripple etched by winds that loved geometry. The locals called those curves the DMT dunes, because the sand grains stored Dimensional Memory Threads; if you pressed your ear to them, you could hear directions whispering to themselves.

Velith was not born of flesh, not in the way moss-lions or cloud-whales were. She was a Lumenari, woven of hyphal glass and cooled lightning. Her skin was translucent, shot through with capillaries of light; when she moved, the glow braided and unbraided in quiet patterns. Four arms—two slender, two strong—hung from her shoulders; each wrist wore a fan of cilia that drank the world and tasted it for path. Her face was all facets, a collage of panes like carved LSD glass—Laminated Spectral Dreamglass—grown in the fungus forges under frost. Where the rest of her kind charted constellations in the sky, Velith charted constellations on the ground. She was a pathwright.

And she had come to the valley for a rumor.

Somewhere in these lands, it was said, there existed a place where paths were not inert; where they could shrug off the obedience of stones and learn to walk, to choose, to wander. Old myths named it the Ambulatory, or the Gaitseed Garden, or more simply: Where Paths Learn to Walk. The maps grown by the Conclave had no coordinates for it. That struck Velith as perfect. A place about walking should resist being found by standing still and pointing.

She waited for night to finish the business of opening itself. The caps exhaled phosphorescence; in their breath, Velith saw languages. Not words, exactly—more like tendencies. A curve in the air that suggested a corridor. A fold in the dark implying a door. She stepped forward, and the valley stepped aside.

The Cobalt Threshold

The corridor did not tunnel through earth. It grew from it: a hallway of hyphae the color of twilight embers, arched and ribbed, slick with dew that smelled of mint and thunder. As Velith entered, the walls altered themselves to her stride. Threads tugged loose and braided again to match the way her ankles flicked; ridges unfurled to catch her footfalls and set them gently down. The corridor was a listener.

Glyphs awakened along the arch, lighting one by one as if noticing her. They were not letters. They were senses written down—the taste of iron on a split lip, the soft weight of pollen on a tongue, the relief of stepping from heat into shade. 

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Where Paths Learn to Walk || Psy music video on Youtube

Girls Get up! (new edit)

Om… Amen… Hallelujah… Namaste
To the One who is without beginning or end
To the Light in all hearts, seen and unseen

When the morning breaks through the silence
And the breath returns again
I see the hand that holds the stars
And feel the Love that knows no end

From every mountaintop and valley
To every soul that's lost and found
The Spirit moves in stillness deep
And speaks without a sound

GOD is GREAT! — In the rising of the sun
GOD is GREAT! — In the tears of everyone
From the desert sands to the city gates
Every heart can say
GOD is GREAT! — Hallelujah, Om, Amen

You feed the hungry, heal the broken
Lift the fallen from the clay
You walk with those the world forgets
Your mercy lights their way

In every name and every nation
In every language, every tongue
The song of love, it rises up
The truth in everyone

Om mani padme hum
Hallelujah
Shalom… Salaam
We are One… We are One
All children of the same Light

GOD is GREAT! — In the silence and the storm
GOD is GREAT! — In the child and the worn
From the prayer mats to cathedral gates
Every soul can say
GOD is GREAT! — Om, Hallelujah, Amen

When I kneel, when I fall, when I rise
You are there
In the cry for justice, in the gift of grace
In the trembling hands that care
The wise and the simple, the broken and healed
Each a spark of the flame eternal revealed

GOD is GREAT! — In the breath, in the flame
GOD is GREAT! — Every soul bears the Name
Not in fear, but in truth we proclaim
GOD is GREAT! — Hallelujah… Om… Amen

Om Shanti… Peace… Shalom… Amen
Love is the language… God is One


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