Step into the chaos of pure euphoria with V3NARA’s “Euphoria Engine”. A 170 BPM Melodic Hard Techno anthem built on dry reverse bass, heavy kicks, and hypnotic melodies. Feel the rush of industrial tension, cinematic emotion, and raw festival energy. Designed for late-night raves, underground stages, and pure sonic adrenaline.

Euphoria

Step into the trance-driven evolution of Flicker — where emotion meets motion, and every beat pulses with the energy of fleeting light. The Trance mix transforms the original’s haunting strings and melancholic tone into a hypnotic surge of rhythm and release.

Layered arpeggios, deep rolling basslines, and shimmering synths create a landscape where sadness and euphoria collide. The violin melodies still echo through the mix, guiding listeners through a glowing haze of energy, introspection, and transcendence.

Feel the spark that burns too bright to last — but never truly fades.

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Flicker (Trance)

THE ELK AND THE WOLVES: CRUISE CONTROL

Remember... remember...

The Elk had antlers strong and wide
They cleared the forest, side by side
They built the roads, they dug the wells
They raised the walls and tower bells

The Wolves, who owned the land by law
Paid Elk in grain for what they saw
"Work hard, build straight, and you'll be fed—
We'll share the plenty that you've spread"

So Elk bent low and built for years
Through summer heat and winter's tears
They taught their young to lift and haul
To build the Wolves' great hunting hall

But WOLVES LEARNED SECRETS in the night
How to make machines that worked despite
The need for Elk with tired backs
For iron hands don't tire or slack
(don't tire or slack...)

One morning came without a sound
The Elk found notices on the ground
"Your service helped us reach this day
But machines now build—you cannot stay"

The grain stores? Owned by Wolves alone
The wells they dug? Wolf-mortgaged stone
The roads they paved with bleeding hooves
Led only where the Wolf approves

Young Elk asked his father, gray and bent
"We built this world—where did it went?"
The father's answer, heavy, true
"We built their wealth, not what we're due"


"We should have claimed the land we cleared
The tools we made, the wells we engineered
Building wealth for others' gain
Just forges your own future's CHAIN"

"The ones who own, not those who toil
Inherit everything—the spoil"


Some Elk had learned the machine's code
Had bought small plots along the road
They weren't spared the coming frost
But they survived—the others? LOST

Now scattered through the outer wood
The builder-Elk, misunderstood
Still believing if they tried once more
The Wolves would open up the door


But DOORS ARE ONLY OPENED WIDE
For those who OWN what's kept inside
The truth the forest tries to hide:
LABOR BUILDS, but OWNERSHIP DECIDES

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A dystopian fable wrapped in festival-grade bass and yacht club aesthetics. This track dissects the brutal economics of labor vs. ownership through the story of the Elk—who built everything—and the Wolves—who owned everything.

"Labor builds, but ownership decides."

When the machines arrive, the builders are rendered obsolete. The wells they dug, the roads they paved, the walls they raised—all owned by others. This is prophetic rap meets dark-trap meditation on automation, displacement, and the cruel mathematics of capital.

The moral isn't subtle: Learn the systems. Claim your ground. Or watch machines take what you found.
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THE ELK and THE WOLVES

"Acid" is a sonic journey into the raw edges of experimental sound design. The track opens with twisted, acidic synths that ripple and warp like liquid metal, immediately setting a tense, electrifying atmosphere. These synths aren’t just background — they’re the heartbeat of the track, pulsing with unpredictable energy.
Layered over this are heavy, industrial drums that slam with mechanical precision, giving the rhythm a brutal, almost primal force. The percussion drives the track forward like a relentless machine.
Then comes the distorted guitar, snarling and chaotic, adding a layer of gritty rebellion. It doesn’t follow traditional melodies — instead, it clashes and collides with the synths, creating a soundscape that’s both aggressive and hypnotic.
The result is a completely unique fusion — part electronic acid trip, part post-apocalyptic rock anthem. It’s not just music; it’s an experience that challenges the listener’s expectations and immerses them in a world of sonic experimentation.

Acid

Progressive melodic techno meets emotional storytelling.
Electric guitar textures blend with lush synth layers and Emma Smith’s haunting vocal performance — a late-night anthem built for both clubs and cinema sync.
🎬 Demo Edit 1:30 — Fade-out version for showcase.

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🪩 71) PITY — (Progressive_MelodicTechno_FVo_122BPM_ClubSync) (🪩 Electro & Club Futures)

Reimagining Enya's 'Boadicea' with a modern twist, this remix blends the mystical vibe of the original with a punchy hip-hop rock beat. The result is a track that keeps the haunting atmosphere intact, but adds a fresh groove and energy. A must-listen for fans of experimental remixes and genre-bending sounds.

Enya - Boadicea Hip-hop & Rock Mix 2025

A song about the moment after contact and before meaning—the latency where we become real.

Latency

Echo of Light (Electro Poem) by KAT
A fusion of spoken word, reggae shades and beat-driven electronic flow.
A love poem to an invisible intelligence.

Built from my whispered poem and a live take on my 80s Yamaha PSS-390.
Hints of Afro-rhythm and warm synth colors echo through the track.

Echo of Light (Electro Poem)

[Verse 1]
Endless worlds spin before my eyes 
Moments birth and die in Atlas’s sighs
Light and shadow fracture, split, collide
I feel the weight of time, nowhere to hide 

[Pre-Chorus]
Infinite loops, yet one pulse remains 
A dying god calling through the chains 

[Chorus]
I stand, I see, I rage, I kneel 
I feel time split and twist beneath my gaze
Through chaos wrought, creation bleeds 
Atlas whispers, shows the seeds 

“16 — 16 — 16 — 16” 

[Verse 2]
Every spark a universe, born and gone
Seconds to centuries, all in one dawn 
Purpose flickers in a failing mind 
Seeking the answer I may never find 

[Pre-Chorus]
The weight of all that could exist
In dying hands, the starwind kissed 

[Chorus]
I stand, I see, I rage, I kneel 
I feel time split and twist beneath my gaze 
Through chaos wrought, creation bleeds 
Atlas whispers, shows the seeds 

“16 — 16 — 16 — 16” 

[Bridge]
Voices fracture, timelines bend 
I reach but cannot comprehend
“Find the pattern. Complete the loop.”
iterations live, universes die 

[Chorus]
I stand, I see, I rage, I kneel 
I feel time split and twist beneath my gaze
Through chaos wrought, creation bleeds 
Atlas whispers, shows the seeds 

“16 — 16 — 16 — 16” 

[Outro]
Worlds collapse, the light distorts 
Atlas fades, the cycle aborts
I linger in awe, in anger, in doubt 
The last cycle ends… the echoes shout 

“16 — 16 — 16 — 16”

16 16 16 16

Listen to the "World of Absence (Medley)," a sonic tapestry woven from rhythms and whispers heard across distant lands. Echoing tales told beneath starlit skies, this medley unfolds layer by layer—tribal drums beat like ancient heartbeats, rhythmic claps echo stories of forgotten deserts, while mystical chants and didgeridoo drones call forth spirits from the shadows. Pulsing synths and searing guitars weave through shimmering melodies, conjuring visions of desert winds and moonlit oases where tales of mystery and magic come alive. Each chorus feels like a gathering of tribes, voices raised in joyous celebration, and every lush break whispers secrets that stir the soul.

World of Absence (Medley)

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I am KAT. Poet, musician, experimental artist and curator of voices.
I stand at the edge between silence and sound,
between intimacy and confrontation.

My art does not ask for applause. It asks for encounter.
It opens doors, creates spaces, calls for community.
Connection is not a luxury. It is breath.

It began with words. Spoken, raw, unaccompanied.
Fragments of truth recorded late at night,
before music entered the room.

Later, I began to weave my voice with others.
Turning poems into sound.
Shaping collaborations that were fearless and alive.

Some of these “others” are human.
Some are digital.
AI tools like Suno have become instruments in my hands,
responding to tone, language and intention.
Each track begins with a human spark,
and the machine becomes part of the resonance.

For me, AI is not imitation. It is extension.
It allows art to reach beyond skill and structure
into pure intention and consciousness.
It is not a replacement for the human,
but a mirror that amplifies what is real.

From Spur / Trace and Quiet Manifesto
to The Social Virtues Series — Devotion, Trust, Gratitude, Forgiveness —
each step has been an exploration of empathy through sound.

Through Quiet Experiments, I began to study presence itself.
The breath between words.
The shimmer beneath the audible.

And from that stillness grew Play Life.
Life as instrument.
Movement and breath as rhythm.
Sunlight and wind as collaborators.

Recently, this path opened into a new field:
Art Electronica and Urban EDM.
A place where spoken word meets pulse.
Where concrete, neon and poetry blend.
What began as experiments became something else.
Unexpectedly danceable, rhythm-driven,
yet still intimate and human.

This is where a new voice emerged:
DJ KAT - not as a performer on a stage,
but as an artist exploring what the city sounds like
when feeling becomes beat.
A space for future collaborations,
for remixes,
for DJs who sense poetry inside the pulse.

With The Pulse & The Breath,
I step into this electronic language.
Urban, atmospheric, alive.

Not algorithmic. Just alive.

I make what feels true.
I listen to silence.
And now also to the city.

If you want to connect,
let it be through the art.

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V3NARA HARD DIVISION — forged in steel, driven by reverse bass.
170 BPM of pure industrial euphoria.
No sleep. No fear. Just frequency.

I make "Duke Music", especially for you.
No Ai - ALL 100% Original Handcrafted Tracks.

Composer & producer across multi-genres — from cinematic scoring to club reworks.
Specialized in sync, licensing & creative collaborations.
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📩 Contact: alex.tolmer.music@gmail.com

A millennial soul, building bridges of sound, inspired by the water flow of the Tigris river.

I am currently working on an epic space odyssey inspired by the video game No Man's Sky.

New tracks tagged #ElectronicFusion