Slow heat under skin  
Crowd dissolve, rhythm begin  
Every step rewinds the air  
Breath electric, stripped bare  

We move, we don’t belong  
Lost hours, endless song  
Through noise we become  
Nothing, and everyone  

Low tide of sound arrive  
Heart delay, we survive  

Shadow spin, body lean  
Streetlights cut between  
Sweat trace, neon vein  
Memory erased by gain  

We move, we don’t belong  
Lost hours, endless song  
Through noise we become  
Nothing, and everyone  

We become nothing

We move, we don’t belong  
Lost hours, endless song  
Through noise we become  
Nothing, and everyone  

We become nothing (Techno 2025 reload)

For ten days I'm in RELOAD mode, reworking all my creations from the past twenty days and transforming them into a different musical universe
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.

New tracks tagged #Sub Harmonic Kicks