One year on from the beginning of the production of the original, Ive often thought about how good a harder and faster version of this track would be, after collaborating with Fernweh and remixing his track 'Whispers Of Dawn' earlier this year, it just made perfect sense for him to work his magic on this and he smashed it out the park

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The Unknown (Fernweh Remix) - FREE DOWNLOAD

Rhythm Control is a high-energy collection of grooves, hooks, and dancefloor moments — chopped and fused into one continuous audio experience. This megamix-style track blends the essence of the full album into a single stream of driving basslines, seductive rhythms, and club-ready energy. From pulsating techno to flirty EDM pop, each transition keeps the vibe alive and the rhythm in control. Perfect for pre-parties, workouts, or a deep dive into the LydFeber universe.

✨Tracks from my latest album✨

An upbeat, high-energy cut packed with energetic drums, driving low-end, and a memorable hook. This one’s made for mainstage sets and dance floor ignition.

TWO STEP

CHOSEN Eminor

RITA REPULSA

I used to work with an engineer with a PHD, her name was Dr. Wang and I had a crush on her but there's no way it could ever happen.

Doctor Wang

Underground future club energy.
Broadcasted from the PDX node.
Signal locked. Club constructed. Ritual held.
This is Node‑4.

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🎛️ Performed + encoded by: Kik Science
📍 45.5231°N / 122.6765°W
🎚️ Recorded live during the SummerSet signal arc.
🌀 Soundtrack to a new frequency.

NODE-4 @ PDX

An explosive alt-rock anthem fusing heavy guitar riffs, gritty punk energy, and lyrical rebellion — challenging conformity and breaking the fabricated box.

Fabricated Box

This UK Garage mixtape blends energetic basslines, shuffling rhythms, and deep underground vibes, inspired by London’s club scene and Jamaican sound system roots. From dark grooves to euphoric drops, FAST ENOUGH delivers pure bass energy designed for the dancefloor.

Whether you’re a Garage head, a Bassline lover, or just looking for fresh underground energy, this mix is built to keep you moving. Turn it up, let the neon glow, and feel the pulse.

🔗 Follow RINALDYMAD for more UK Bass & Garage vibes.

The Archives Vol. 3 : Fast Enough | UKG Mixtape

On every screen, on every stage,
Your face is ugly, can’t turn the page.

Sébastien Lecornu speaks in vain,
Empty words repeat again.
Behind the desk, behind the plan,
We see the mask, not the man.

Your face is ugly, Sébastien,
No filter hides it, no master plan.
Your face is ugly, can’t you see?
Ugly truth on live TV.

Ugly, ugly, ugly

Paris watches, eyes grown tired,
Every promise backfired.
You wear the crown but not the grace,
All they remember is your face.

[Chorus]
Your face is ugly, Sébastien,
No filter hides it, no master plan.
Your face is ugly, can’t you see?
Ugly truth on live TV.

Ugly, ugly, ugly

It’s not the lines, it’s not the years,
It’s the hollow echo people hear.
No disguise can make it right,
Ugly power fades tonight.

Your face is ugly! (SO FUCKING UGLY)
Sébastien, ugly! (OMG HE'S FUCKING UGLY)
Your face is ugly! (I CAN'T WATCH THIS MESS)
Everyone sees, everyone sees!

Your face is ugly, Sébastien,
No filter hides it, no master plan.
Your face is ugly, can’t you see?
Ugly truth on live TV.
Your face is ugly, it won’t fade,
That’s the mark your reign has made.

Your face is ugly, Sébastien…
That’s the song they’ll sing when you’re gone.

Sébastien Lecornu, Your face is Ugly

An older track of ours but one of Leanne's favorites. She REALLY wanted me to post this one.

8/7/2021 (demo)

A devotional deep house offering invoking the courage and light of Lord Hanuman.
“Om Hanumate Namah” - the mantra of unwavering strength  merges with bass-driven rhythm and sacred fire tones to awaken the inner warrior.
🪔✨ Happy Diwali! ✨🪔


Om Hanumate Namah Dawn

Om Hanumate Namah Dusk

Om Hanumate Namah Day

Rinaldymad is a DJ from Bandung known for exploring bass-heavy UK music like Deep Dubstep, UK Garage, Drum and Bass, and UK Bass.
Born in 1991 and raised in Bandung, he started his DJ career in Tangerang in 2019, initially playing House and Techno. Later, he fell in love with the deep bass sound of UK music and the unique Jamaican vocal style.

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available — human or machine — as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

Author, artist, lyricist, composer, and dabbler in all things creative alike. Words and wacom tablets are my weapon of choice.

Like what you hear? Support a starving artist.
Cash App - $tempodoesart
Minneapolis based Beat Wizard

For Music video and more look at https://www.facebook.com/groups/2631655960373404

Dream Sāma is a fusion of mantra|deep house|bass & more. 

Each work carries both playfulness and depth, transforming ancient themes and inner visions.

Dream Sāma is not only an artist but a living archive and ritual of the creative path through Dreaming where sound becomes a mirror of spirit, gnosis, and imagination.

The music of Bruce Fitch
I also drew the artworks you see
On the page.

GEEZER is an emerging Australian DJ and producer crafting tech house with an ear for groovy basslines, tight percussion, and infectious hooks. Drawing inspiration from artists like Chris Lake, Mau P, and John Summit, his sound blends underground energy with a festival-ready edge.

His debut singles, “DO IT LIKE THAT” and “TWO STEP”, highlight a style that’s both groove-driven and high-energy, designed to keep the momentum going on any dancefloor.

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.

Label: Sub Sync Records (@subsyncrecords)
Affiliates: G-Mafia Records (São Paulo) ⌖ Mustache Crew (Brazil) ⌖ Galactic Bamboo
SSR HQ: @subsyncrecords
Axis: YYC ⇌ BER

◉ 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.

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