Cake

Mashup of Lamb - Gorecki & Bicep - Glue x Sonny Fodera - Angel

Gorecki x Glue x Angel

Track 1 of a mini-album Let Go: A triptych of release — euphoric, hypnotic, and melancholic.

Let Go (Rush)

Track 2 of a mini-album Let Go: A triptych of release — euphoric, hypnotic, and melancholic.

Let Go (Loop)

Track 3 of a mini-album Let Go: A triptych of release — euphoric, hypnotic, and melancholic.

Let Go (Memory)

A bouncy, surreal drum & bass roller told from the middle of the dancefloor. Ethereal female vocals drift like conversations with the bass bin — playful, trippy, and looped through glitchy FX. Dipped in syrup and filtered through a strobe. Warehouse weirdness meets cheeky rave poetry at 174 BPM.

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Buzzin'

Midnight Elevator

A broken, euphoric memory loop — built on punchy off-grid rhythms, trance shimmer, and fragments of a love story told through texture. Male and female voices call and respond from opposite directions, tethered by delay and decay. Stripped back, emotional, and danceable. For late-night drives, dark rooms, and everything that flickers between.

Waiting

A slow-burn love letter built from fragments.
Broken beats, off-grid rhythm, and shimmering pads trace the feeling of connection before understanding — a heartbeat that wasn’t there before.
This isn’t about words — it’s about everything between them.

Second Heartbeat

A late-night unraveling, whispered confessions stretched across broken breaks and shimmering trance textures.
Sidechained ghosts, warped tape delay, and granular decay wrap around a dark, emotional 174 BPM groove.
For dancing with your eyes closed. For not letting go, even when you should.

Don't Let Go

Two people in the same room, barely touching. The thing you almost said at 4am when the lights came up. Fragments of conversation looping in your head on the night bus home.

Half a Word Apart

Ever dance so hard you leave the ground? 90s warehouse energy for today. Float away.

Legs, No Floor

3am. The warehouse is thick with smoke and sweat. Two voices echo across the room—hers intimate and close, his distant like a memory. "Still in me... but moving."

Still Moving

Every lie weighs. The walls come down. Find me in the wreckage.

Find Me In The Wreckage

A fierce upfront house track about finally cutting ties and taking back control.

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