Unleash your inner warrior on the dance floor! This is "The Hook & The Horn," a colossal Tech House anthem fusing driving, classic 128 BPM rhythms with the powerful energy of Nordic chants and epic Viking percussion. Featuring a commanding male vocal and a huge, melodic drop, this track is built for the main stage. Get ready for a journey that’s Animated, Joyful, and Epic—a true battle cry you can dance to.

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The Hook & The Horn

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Artist: Technotronic
Album: "Pump Up the Jam: The Album"
Original Release Date: 1989

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Technotronic - Pump Up The Jam (AOA Dancing On Lego Edit)

DJ Set Recorded Live on October 18th 2025 in South Spain, Malaga

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Deep House - Tales of the Dance Floor - Selected Episode #152 by Drew Quinn

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Hypnotic melodic techno with deep, driving grooves—immerse in a 4K trip.
Peak‑time energy meets euphoric synths—melodic techno for midnight minds.
Progressive, hypnotic, euphoric—melodic techno in ultra‑real 4K.

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The Story  ᓚᘏᗢ  ➜
When the spores fell like slow, glowing snow, Velith felt the ground inhale.

The breath came up through her soles, through the filament webs in her ankles and the hollow bones of her calves, like warm wind traveling a flute. She stood in a valley of caps—towering mushrooms with gills as wide as amphitheaters—and listened to the soil trying to remember a song it had not yet learned how to sing. The caps glinted with dew as precise as scales on a dragon’s eyelid; the stems were as pale as the inside of moonstone. Beyond the valley, dunes rose and fell in curves so clean they looked calculated, each ripple etched by winds that loved geometry. The locals called those curves the DMT dunes, because the sand grains stored Dimensional Memory Threads; if you pressed your ear to them, you could hear directions whispering to themselves.

Velith was not born of flesh, not in the way moss-lions or cloud-whales were. She was a Lumenari, woven of hyphal glass and cooled lightning. Her skin was translucent, shot through with capillaries of light; when she moved, the glow braided and unbraided in quiet patterns. Four arms—two slender, two strong—hung from her shoulders; each wrist wore a fan of cilia that drank the world and tasted it for path. Her face was all facets, a collage of panes like carved LSD glass—Laminated Spectral Dreamglass—grown in the fungus forges under frost. Where the rest of her kind charted constellations in the sky, Velith charted constellations on the ground. She was a pathwright.

And she had come to the valley for a rumor.

Somewhere in these lands, it was said, there existed a place where paths were not inert; where they could shrug off the obedience of stones and learn to walk, to choose, to wander. Old myths named it the Ambulatory, or the Gaitseed Garden, or more simply: Where Paths Learn to Walk. The maps grown by the Conclave had no coordinates for it. That struck Velith as perfect. A place about walking should resist being found by standing still and pointing.

She waited for night to finish the business of opening itself. The caps exhaled phosphorescence; in their breath, Velith saw languages. Not words, exactly—more like tendencies. A curve in the air that suggested a corridor. A fold in the dark implying a door. She stepped forward, and the valley stepped aside.

The Cobalt Threshold

The corridor did not tunnel through earth. It grew from it: a hallway of hyphae the color of twilight embers, arched and ribbed, slick with dew that smelled of mint and thunder. As Velith entered, the walls altered themselves to her stride. Threads tugged loose and braided again to match the way her ankles flicked; ridges unfurled to catch her footfalls and set them gently down. The corridor was a listener.

Glyphs awakened along the arch, lighting one by one as if noticing her. They were not letters. They were senses written down—the taste of iron on a split lip, the soft weight of pollen on a tongue, the relief of stepping from heat into shade. 

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Peak‑time techno with rolling bass and a trance‑kissed lift.
Hypnotic lines, heavy kick—deep warehouse pressure.
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The Story  ᓚᘏᗢ  ➜
The night forest wore the moon like a needle. Pale light stitched from branch to branch, fastening leaf to leaf, turning dew into a lace of cold fire. Beneath that careful seamwork stood a traveler who was not born but assembled—woven out of comet silk, lark‑black shadow, and the quiet intelligence of mycelium. The traveler’s name was Vaelith, though names here were less like labels and more like roots: buried, drinking deep, feeding leaves farther away than anyone could see.

Vaelith’s eyes were slow spirals of silver, rotating once for yes, twice for no, and three times when questions were too complex for a single answer. A braid of pale moss lay across their shoulder; it pulsed softly, an extra heart given by the understory. From the traveler’s waist hung an oval shard of fused stardust—meteor glass—which warmed whenever a path wanted to be found.

That night the glass began to thrum like a low tide in the bones. The shard lifted, not by string or charm but by fondness, and spread a hairline beam across the leaf litter. The light was thin and precise, like a thread the moon had misplaced and now asked Vaelith to return.

They stepped forward. The mossy braid stirred, tasting the air, and the forest answered by re‑arranging itself with hospitality: roots angled to make steps; mushrooms turned their luminous caps to guide; ferns bowed in a rustle that meant we’ve been expecting you. Distant trunks clicked together the way stones do after speech, and the meteor glass kept humming.

As Vaelith walked, soft lanterns rose—small colonies of caps with gills that glowed a psilocybin blue, then shifted into LSD‑bright filaments that crossed the trail like sutures in living skin. The threads did not tie anything down; they held it in a promise. Overhead, branches met in arcs that had never seen architecture and yet produced it, a natural vault where owls wore masks of DMT‑geometry, feather‑tips repeating the same perfect triangle, smaller and smaller, until the pattern fell inward like a whisper.

A figure waited at the mouth of the first clearing: humanoid in the way a tree is humanoid only when the wind persuades it. Limbs were slender cambium, veneer polished by moonlight. Eyes: two slow pools of resin. Antlers: not antlers, but growing scrolls of polished bark carved by termites into filigree. It bowed with the patience of old rainfall.

“Loom‑kin,” Vaelith said, their voice a weave of low breath and the click of beetle shells. The resin eyes brightened.

“I am Soresyn of the Canopy, tender to the seam that holds this world together,” the being said. “The moon has placed thread in your keeping. Something is unraveling beyond my reach.”

The meteor glass hummed harder. Vaelith lifted it, and inside the shard swam a map that wasn’t a map—not inked lines but living filaments drifting as if underwater. They nudged one, and it laid itself along a path only the forest could see.

“Speak of the unraveling,” Vaelith said.

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Threaded by Moon and Moss // Music Video @ YouTube

Happy Halloween, hope you enjoy my mini mix!! 
Added a couple of new tracks I've been working on!

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Happy Halloween Mix 2025

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Hypnotic techno for peak‑time—get lost in a fantasy rave through an amber gate.
Dark melodic techno + warehouse energy; a mythic trip in Ultra 3D.
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The Story  ᓚᘏᗢ  ➜
I. The Basin That Breathes

The basin had no sky in the ordinary sense. It wore an amber crown that dimmed and brightened like a thought, and its dunes were made of glass-fine dust that held the footprints of yesterday’s wind. Beneath that crust lay pipework built by fungi older than regret—hyphae gears, mycelial bellows, and a long engine whose heart ticked in a ribcage of basalt. The basin did not shake when it woke; it inhaled, and the dunes dipped in a slow, respectful bow.

Aralune walked the rim, and if you must call Aralune a person, do it gently. Aralune’s skin was interleaved glass and moss—translucent planes crossed by dim rivers of biolum. The face was a moon cut from green stone; the hair, not hair at all, but braided hyphae threads that whispered the weather. Around the throat hung a single coin-moth—alive but patient—fastened with a loop of frost-wire like a quiet promise.

Aralune had come because the basin’s spores were speaking again. Every thousand breaths, the plain told a story in geometry—spore-script rising in the air, making corridors where there were none, doors where there had never been walls. And tonight was a rarer hour, one spoken of in fossil tongues and recorded as a rumor under the shell of a mirror tortoise: the Turning, when light itself could change its mind.

They were not alone. On the near slope, a phalanx of mirror tortoises began their climb. Their shells were domes of tempered reflection, plated like old armor and banded with narrow rings that contained the history of distances. From their mouths drifted tiny chimes: not sound, exactly, but pressure adjusting to the telling of a name.

At the crest, a cluster of eel-shaped entities surfaced from the dunes in spirals. They were not wet, yet they gleamed; their bodies were tubes of clear crystal, and in their hollow centers flowed silver smoke that made numbers by accident. They carried nothing and could carry anything, if asked the right way.

Farther in, towering above a meadow of cap-lamps, stood the Oracle of Spores—a cathedral mushroom with gills like bookshelves and a stem carved by wind into the shape of a patient bell. The Oracle did not move. Ridges of biolum rose and fell, spelling interviews with silence.

Aralune placed one hand on the dust and felt the engine’s intake. A long breath. The crown brightened; the rim shadows tightened. It had begun.

II. The Procession of Things That Never Learned to Be People

The basin thrummed; the eel-choir threaded themselves into braided cables, their glassy bodies weaving an aerial towline from ridge to ridge. The coin-moth on Aralune’s neck unfurled and lifted—a silver disc with a body no thicker than a sigh. In flight it wrote faint glyphs that fell apart the moment you understood them, the way dreams do when you open a door.

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DJ Set Recorded Live on October 25th 2025 in South Spain, Malaga

Working towards my new sound of melodic progressive tech house (sometimes together sometimes separated as genres themselves) I walk you through my concept of hard hitting bass a kicks with melodic breaks and big surprises. Enjoy . DQ

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Burning Horizon is a hypnotic Deep + Techno House track built for the night.
Warm analog bass, cinematic pads, and sultry vocals drift through a rising groove that never lets go.
Perfect for underground sets, late-night drives, and festival sunsets.

🎵 Produced by DJDyablow
🎚️ Style: Deep House · Techno House · Indie Dance
🎧 Tempo 124 BPM | Key E Minor
💫 Mood: Cinematic · Sensual · Atmospheric

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DJ Dyablow – Burning Horizon (Deep + Techno House Original MIX)

Roses of Verona by DJ Nine SA is a melodic pop-tech duet that blooms with emotion and energy. Lush pads, shimmering guitars, and deep bass set the stage for intertwining male and female vocals about love, loss, and rebirth beneath glowing city lights. Building to a euphoric 140 BPM chorus and cinematic drop, this track captures timeless romance through festival-ready sound design and soaring harmonies — where passion meets the pulse of the night.

Roses of Verona

Juliet in Neon by DJ Nine SA is a 128 BPM melodic techno-pop fusion that captures the feeling of love and loss colliding under city lights. Driven by a punchy kick, snappy percussion, and a warm, side-chained bass groove, the track swells with shimmering arpeggios and lush pads that rise like emotion through the chorus. A confident, deep male vocal leads with raw vulnerability, while the final drop blends soaring synths and vocal echoes into a euphoric yet heartbreaking finale — cinematic, emotional, and unforgettable.

Juliet in Neon

“Crown of Thorns” by DJ Nine SA is a dark, hypnotic 135 BPM melodic tech-house anthem that fuses underground power with emotional gravity. Deep sub-bass grooves and razor-sharp percussion build tension beneath soulful, gritty male vocals chanting “my crown of thorns.” The track rises through whispered ad-libs and minimal pressure before breaking into an explosive drop — driven by side-chained bass, thick reverb layers, and rhythmic vocal fragments. Seductive and cinematic, it’s a story of pride, desire, and redemption carved into the pulse of the night.

Crown of Thorns

Recorded live at a secret house rave deep in Vancouver’s underground scene .
 An amazing Saturday night with friends, bass and  energy.

27/10/2025 : Techno session  from the Basement  (Live)

Melodic Techno

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Hypnotic, peak‑time drive—let the fold pull the horizon closer.
Warehouse tension, melodic release. Ride the hypnotic current.
A deep techno portal: steady pulse, cinematic lift, zero fluff.

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The Story  ᓚᘏᗢ  ➜
Folds in the Horizon

I. The Pleat That Begins the World
The horizon in the country of Lysara was not a line. It was a garment: pleated, hemmed, basted with light. On dawnless nights—when the sky refused to choose a color—the folds breathed like the chest of some sleeping titan. Valleys rose where a crease deepened; seas settled where a tuck relaxed. It was the work of the Foldweavers to keep those seams from unspooling.

Nerith was a Foldweaver by birth and a Cartogram by vow. No one in Lysara was simply one thing. Nerith’s body was a lattice of spore-silk and glassy tendon, translucent enough that starlight could write notes along the bones. A corona of minute fungi circled their head like a slow storm, gills opening and closing with thoughts. When they spoke, the words arrived as soft contrails of light that took a few heartbeats to evaporate.

They lived within a city that looked like a polished conch and sounded like footprints on snow. Streets curved and returned to themselves; stairs curled inward like a spiral galaxy. In every house, a brass aperture faced the horizon so residents could watch the world being folded, refolded, hemmed again.

On the night the trouble began, every aperture turned opaque at once. The garment of the world shivered. A pleat near the western reach—called the Farthest Pleat—slackened. Wind forgot which way to go. Birds of glass, which only flew along the strain of a seam, dropped and drifted like ash.

Nerith’s fungi-storm thrummed with tiny vowels. The Mycelial Conclave kindled a beam to the high vault, summoning the Order. Inside the summoning light, glyphs poured like silver rain—edicts, coordinates, a single imperative: Refasten the Farthest Pleat; carry the bone-chime that rings by not ringing.

Nerith cupped the unchime, a loop of fossilized marrow that kept silence so deep it seemed to pull echoes toward it and dissolve them. It was said that if the unchime were ever struck, it would end the practice of distance. Valleys would be elbows; skies would be knees. No one had ever been that lonely or that brave.

Beyond the city, the first path waited: a plain of lampcaps, mushrooms tall as obelisks, their caps lacquered with frost-fire. Each lampcap was a custodian of one word. If you strung their words in order, you could read your fortune and mislay your fear.

Nerith set out.

II. Lampcaps and the Grammar of Roads
The lampcaps woke as Nerith approached—first a pulse like a heart, then a voice like a bell under lakewater. Mycelial whiskers teased the air and inscribed rings around Nerith’s ankles. The road revealed itself in syllables.

“Step,” murmured the first lampcap.
“Lightly,” said the second.
“Carry,” the third.
“Nothing,” the fourth.
“On,” breathed the fifth, “your name.”

Nerith’s fungi-crown shivered agreement. On nights of Lumen Spiral Drift—the elders abbreviated it as L.S.D.—the air braided itself into ribbons of tactile light.

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Folds in the Horizon

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My journey in electronic music as a DJ began in 2009, and since then, I've never stopped striving to make each of my sets engaging and memorable. Being a deep lover of music in all its forms, my musical selections range from Afro House to Techno, never excluding the magical component of Organic sound. The quest for new grooves mixed with increasingly innovative sounds that resonate with the soul is my primary source of inspiration.

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For over a decade, DJ Nine has carved out a reputation as one of South Africa’s most captivating electronic artists. Known for his high-energy sets that seamlessly blend melodic techno with cinematic storytelling, DJ Nine brings a unique narrative flair to every performance. Inspired by classic literature and the pulse of underground clubs, he transforms dancefloors into immersive sonic landscapes.

With 12 years behind the decks, DJ Nine has become a fixture at iconic venues across the Western Cape, from the beachside energy of Doodles Beachfront to the intimate underground vibes of local clubs. His sets are a journey—each track a chapter, each drop a twist in the tale—captivating audiences and leaving them eager for the next story.

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Techno, Trance, Psytech, Psytrance, and other liquid psychedelic music is where I'm the happiest but I do love a lot of Latin, Tribal, Trip Hop, Lofi, Chillhop so occasionally I'll release something off-beat.

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Born in the dust-filled vibes of a ‘90s apartment, Grass Patch Bum started spinning records back when vinyl was king and internet cafes were revolutionary. Armed with a crate of vinyl, Grass Patch Bum dived headfirst into underground raves and sweaty house parties, learning the art of blending beats on turntables and (eventually) the "futuristic" CDJs. But the journey didn't stop there.

After taking a hiatus to dive into the world of FL Studio and dissect the mechanics of production, Grass Patch Bum came back stronger, with a repertoire of original sounds and the technical chops to match. Fast forward, and they've turned dancefloors upside down from Thailand to Vietnam, Bali to the heart of Europe. Now, powered by Ableton Live and a creative arsenal that refuses to stay in one genre, Grass Patch Bum weaves sonic journeys that blend groove, grit, and just a sprinkle of nostalgia for the good ol' days.

Catch him live for a taste of nostalgia, modern beats, Latin grooves, electronic melodies, and a wide range of liquid sounds. Whether it's a tropical beach in Thailand or an underground club in Berlin, Grass Patch Bum brings thems booty movements like no other.

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Austrian/Australian music producer, vocalist, electronic artist and DJ, Rochelle Vincente Von K, one half of electronic duo Product.01, has been working on her own style of melodic dance music.

She’s had charting success, having collaborated with many amazing artists and Grammy award winning producers including Ursula 1000, Dr Luke, Bassnectar, Stephen Hague, Dubstar, Dave Clarke, Adam Freeland, Princess Superstar, Larry Tee, Tommie Sunshine, Kromeangels, Alter Ego, Tiga, Husky Rescue and Katie Melua to name some. Her music has had commercial success for major brands, such as a year long ASICS campaign, and features in Eli Roth's movie "Hostel". With MTV hits, Zane Lowes pick of the week on BBC Radio One, & Number 1 at Ministry Of Sound for months!

She has performed live to 40000+ people, toured with Freeland, Dubstar, The Lightening Seeds, and played alongside Fatboy Slim, Tiga, Bobby Gillespie (Primal Scream), Wilson Pickett, The Commitments, Gregor Tresor, Arthur Baker, Chris Coco, Lee Coombs, John Acquaviva, Metremony, Boys Noize, Kromeangels ... as well as live performances & DJ sets for Radio One, MTV, XFM, Ministry Of Sound, Tate Britain, London Fashion Week, Glastonbury & Coachella.

With over 1 million streams worldwide, four of her recent singles have been shortlisted for Grammy nomination in major categories, and she's about to unleash a new wave of self produced electronica accompanied by live shows and DJ sets!

Music is the Strongest form of Magic 💫

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Lucas Miranda, also known as LCFM Music, is a tech house producer focused on energetic, upbeat pop tracks, as well as creating dark houses and techno. He produces original tracks, remixes, and bootlegs with a cinematic approach and a minimalist sound. (Not always 😂)

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