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RUSH is the collaborative project of Hernán Medina and José J. Salguero, born in Caseros, Buenos Aires. With a sharp sense for tension and atmosphere, they craft tracks that unfold gradually, highlighting subtle details and leaving space to breathe. Music that doesn’t impose—just pulls you in. Made for late hours and open minds.

This new free release is out on Submit Records. Huge thanks to the two artists for sharing their work. If you enjoy the music, we’d be grateful for your support or donations—so we can continue offering quality music from amazing artists at no cost.

RUSH

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Mesmeric Loop

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Latest remix - Zona Interdunar - Matter Of Time (She!k remix)
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Latest release - Sourpuss - [Ominous Earth Records - Detroit]
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Signal Techno, Electro, Minimal souterrain, Ambient
Sélection rigoureuse, sans sons formatés
Pas de dispersion, pas de compromis
Chaque geste est choisi, jamais par défaut


Techno, Electro, subterranean Minimal, Ambient signal
Rigorous selection, no formatted sounds
No dispersion, no compromise
Every gesture is chosen, never by default

Inspired by raw minimalism and hypnotic groove.

Cherry-picked and mindfully curated electronic sonic! Hope you enjoy my music! Peace and Love!!!

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Bass-driven electronic project blending techno, progressive, and future acid. Known for immersive soundscapes and heavy low-end, Kik Science delivers transmissions built for the floor and the circuit.

Each release and set channels atmosphere ∴ intensity ∴ precision — shaping the underground frequency.

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◉ Our story continues…

The stars had dissolved into pale threads of light, bending endlessly around them. Driftspace was never silent; it hummed—low, unstable, alive. Neon pressed her hand against the bulkhead, feeling the vibration pass through her skin like a second pulse.

“We bought time,” Thorne said, hands moving across the helm. “But the Vantoth won’t stay scattered for long. They’ll recalibrate, triangulate our echo. Mystica’s reach doesn’t end at the corridor.”

Neon studied him. His voice was too calm, the same way it had been when he bluffed the cascade. She hated how convincing he sounded—even to her.

“What aren’t you telling me?” she asked.

Thorne hesitated. His eyes flicked to the navigation screen, where a single glyph burned faintly in the corner: ∴.

“That’s not a drift marker,” Neon whispered. “It’s a seal.”

Thorne nodded once. “Old code. Buried before the wars. Coranthium doesn’t just power ships, Neon—it opens gates. If Mystica wanted it, it’s because they’ve found the lattice.”

Her stomach dropped. The lattice. A myth, or so she thought—an interlocked network of corridors between sectors, some stable, some collapsing. Legends said the ancients locked it to prevent entire systems from folding into each other.

“And you… you have the key?” she pressed.

Thorne’s hands stilled. The hum of driftspace grew louder, or maybe it was just the pounding of her heart.

“Not the key,” he said finally. “A shard.”

Before she could respond, the console flickered. The ∴ seal pulsed once—twice—then spread across the screen like veins of light. Driftspace around them warped, folding inward.

“They found us,” Neon breathed.

“No,” Thorne said, jaw tightening. “Someone else did.”

The ship shuddered violently. Outside, driftspace cracked like glass, revealing a sphere of impossible color—a station, suspended where no station should exist, thrumming with signals older than their war, older than Mystica.

The shard in Thorne’s hand glowed to life, resonating with the fractured seal.

“Welcome to the lattice,” he muttered.

Mesmeric Loop

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