A fusion of dance energy, emotional piano, and retro 80s-style vocals — inspired by the timeless sound of Daft Punk. This track blends electronic nostalgia with a modern EDM pulse, creating a mix of rhythm, emotion, and neon atmosphere. Turn up the volume and dive into the vibe.

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Singular Plural

in theory of lost time (drip music)
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In Theory Of Lost Time (Drip Music)

Chapter Four, The Woman in White

Lyrics:

Within my soul, a night of fear
a shroud of darkness near
across the ages sent
on paths that are unseent.

Within my heart, the cups of red
they toast without a soul
filled right up to the brim
of gall that is so grim.

Oh, Words of passion
so pure and guiltless
the lover trembles
so truly lustful.
Oh, Words of love
so truly enchanting
the prey is waiting
so keenly wanting.

Within my veins, a cursed night
its endless thirst to sate
now biting ever deep
while my still body's asleep.

Within this fragile flesh
its vital sap is spilled
a nectar, sweet and bold
the dance can now unfold.

Oh, Words of passion
so pure and guiltless
the lover trembles
so truly lustful.
Oh, Words of love
so truly enchanting
the prey is waiting
so keenly wanting.
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Music, Lyrics and Sound Manipulation by K Я U R

Draught of Gall

Nøcturune | Nocturune Collective | La notte delle Rune
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Scacciapensieri

Scacciapensieri (feat. Nøcturune and Linda Zanca)

MINISTRY OF SOUND 
103 Gaunt Street
London, SE1 6DP

Amelia steps into the 'Ministry of Sound' and feels the South London building breathe. Light fractures across her as if the machinery around her has come alive. Each room casting its own pulse into her bones. 

The speakers are a doorway, the melodies drift like distant continents calling to each other, and the rhythms twist into shapes she can’t quite name. What she hears is not a single genre but a shifting tide — IDM precision brushing against Middle-Eastern warmth, Balkan echoes curling through chillwave air, orchestral shadows gliding beneath industrial sparks.

Later, she remembers it less as a night out and more as a vision. Every sound has blurred into a tapestry of places she’s never been and memories she’s never lived. In her mind, the nightclub becomes an inner landscape where cultures, machines, and emotions braid together — a sanctuary of frequency. 

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Ministry of Sound

When the moon falls down in a golden ring  
I hear the choir of the nightbirds sing  
A sound so heavy it breaks my wing  
But still I rise — a fragile thing  

You stand beside me in the silver rain  
A quiet hero born from pain  
Your voice lifts oceans from the drain  
And makes me dream again  

Moonfall choir, echo deep  
Where wounded hearts refuse to sleep  
We climb the dark in starlight steep  
Together secrets we will keep  

Your hands a fire in the frost  
A beacon glowing through the lost  
No matter what the shadows cost  
You find me where the worlds exhaust  

So sing with me in twilight’s glow  
Let every broken star below  
Learn how our burning hearts can show  
A light the night will never know  


MOONFALL CHOIR

Plug me into your ultralove heart  
Let the voltage tear me apart  
Every spark a brand-new start  
A coded kiss, electric art  

You've got a circuit in your veins  
A thousand volts in pulsing chains  
Your laughter crashes like the rains  
But heals me from internal pains  

Ultralove running high and wild  
Raw and reckless, cosmic-styled  
You ignite me like a child  
Lost and found, and reconciled  

Hold me close — don’t disconnect  
Your data warmth I can’t reject  
Your glitchy smile, the side effect  
Of loving flaws we both protect  

In your arms, I'm fully charged  
By feelings bigger than the large  
Even when the world hits hard  
Your love resets the broken parts  


ULTRALOVE CIRCUIT

🧼✨ CLEAN CHIARA – the world’s first dub anthem about a woman who actually encourages you to drink tea, go to sleep early, and respect your own bandwidth. ✨🧼

Forget drama. Forget chaos. Forget people who text you “???”, “k?”, and “we need to talk.”
Clean Chiara arrives like a soft-spoken guardian angel armed with chamomile, emotional stability, and an unlimited subscription to Calm.com.

This track celebrates:

🌬️ Kindness with bassline
🧘 Zen energy with wobble
💖 A queen who doesn’t chase fame, but chases peace and eight hours of sleep

Clean Chiara returns her shopping carts, waters her plants, and tells you to hydrate.

Press play and let her whisper:
“Hey darling… breathe. No chaos today.”

A dub lullaby.
A wholesome banger.
A spiritually hygienic vibe.

Enjoy responsibly.
Preferably with socks fresh out of the dryer.

Lyrics:

Oh yes
Oh yes
Oh yes

You always let me stay
You take the weight off me
I trust your every move
You always let me be
I’ve been here times before
But now I finally see
You protect every heart
And you’re protecting me

She says, “It’s okay
Hey darling, rest if you please
I have the peace that you want
I am the calm that you need.”
She looks warm in my eyes
Her kindness lights up the dark
She whispers, “There’s no fear
You’re safe inside my heart.”

Clean Chiara — yeah
Clean Chiara — yeah
Clean Chiara — yes
Clean Chiara
Let me breathe

She avoids the noise and crowds
She smiles when no one’s around
Never chasing any band
When the curtain comes down
She waits at quiet doors
For souls who truly need
No fortune, no fake fame
Just honesty and peace

She says, “It’s okay
Hey darling, stay as you are
I’ll be your daylight and strength
I never pull you too far.”
She listens when I speak
She never crosses my lines
She says, “I’ll be your calm
No pressure, no design.”

Clean Chiara — yeah
Clean Chiara — yeah
Clean Chiara — yes
Clean Chiara

Chiara…
Chiara…
Clean Chiara…

She says, “I’m going home
I need some rest tonight
I love sleeping alone
Till morning brings the light.”
I say, “My baby’s at home
She’s waiting up for me
I told her on the phone
She is my priority.”

Clean Chiara — yeah
Clean Chiara — yeah
Clean Chiara — yes
Clean Chiara

Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home

Clean Chiara

Nøcturune ("Noc.tu.Rune") is a collective of musicians and artists, united in creating a unique, enveloping sound and vision, drawing inspiration from the myths and dark "life". Their audience consists of wandering souls, lost travellers and creatures of the night. When the lights dim and the music begins, time seems to stand still and the line between reality and legend blurs. Welcome new members! Mother's house is in Ferrara (Italy)

info project nocturune@nexusmultimedia.it

suspendedsolitude@gmail.com

A lone ranger in a forest of pencils.

K Я U R
"If you were the sky, I would lock myself in a room
If you were naked and I were snow, I would melt.
If you were water and I were blood, I would cut myself.
If you were the sun and I were the shadow, I would move away.
Perhaps it is only this way that I can love you."


A deep sorrow that dwells within each of us, among flesh, bones, and mind. A suffering that feeds on our most primal fears, on our open wounds that have never healed. Destined to live with it until the end of our days.

Hi there — welcome to my corner of the web.

I’m here for one simple reason: to share my music with you.
Take a listen, explore, and I hope something here resonates with you. Enjoy the vibe!

I've finally arrived in Nightfall and I swear I still hear her voice. She's here, I'm almost sure of it but there's something stopping us. A signal from somewhere between memory and dream, an unseen frequency that hums beneath the surface of the town.

Born from late-night static and half-remembered melodies, Nightfall FM transmits stories from a world that feels almost familiar, but not quite right. Echoing from an imagined small-town radio station, the kind that never closes, where the light in the window flickers and the DJ’s voice sounds too calm to be real.

SINCERE IMPOSTER is an intimate collection of artists exploring a curious mixture of New Wave, Dance, EDM, Folk Rock, Metal, Art Pop, Electro, Dreamwave, and Experimental World Pop. Collectively, this is known as QUIRKPOP — music that pushes the creative limits of traditional pop.

Expect an unpredictable journey through sound, emotion, and humor, where genres collide and pop bends in strange new ways. Each song is conceived, composed, and performed with total sincerity, whether it’s built from voices, instruments, software, or hybrid experimentation. The focus is on the music itself: if it resonates, it resonates. No explanation required.

SINCERE IMPOSTER is curated by two musicians, both living within the same body, sharing a singular existence. They identify as Danielle & Dave. They are both psychologically and musically confused, yet extremely and unapologetically sincere.

Influences range from Weird Al and Nathan Fielder to David Lynch, Rosalia, Monatik, Atarashii Gakko!, Rammstein, T-Pain, and T-Swift. 

Danielle & Dave’s favorite inventions include the vacuum and the peach pitter. Their father is simply known as Vessel… who may be an entity or a god.


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