In his latest single, "Say My Name," JuniorFrmTheFam delivers a prideful anthem that boldly commands attention. This track is a journey through a vibrant, trippy abyss where swirling colors and patterns mirror the complexity of Junior's rise to fame. Standing confidently in a tunnel of light, Junior exudes determination, surrounded by abstract symbols. (I Don't Own Copyrights To Beat, Owner HMU.)

"Say My Name" blends pulsating, mind-bending beats with powerful lyrics that celebrate self-assurance and resilience. This song is a feast for both the eyes and ears, designed to captivate listeners and viewers alike. JuniorFrmTheFam's latest offering is more than just music; it's an immersive experience that celebrates pride, confidence, and the journey to self-discovery.

Say My Name

Idea behind the song;
Through art and imagination, we find sanctuaries where our spirits soar, unbound by reality’s chains. It is not mere avoidance but a journey within, a quest for self-discovery and hope amidst life’s labyrinth. The post modern world sails in a vessel called Escapism and without it we drown.
check the visuals for Escapism over at Youtube (https://youtu.be/5ohElVKP21Y)

Escapism

Idea behind the song;
The human mind is a cosmos constricted in a cranium, in mysteries, it finds delight, In every dawn, and night. Humans evolve at different stages of life and it's all already programmed, the more you think about the entity who programmed human version 1, the more you get fascinated on why the human brain is capable of doing everything it does.
Check out the Visuals of Mystical minds over at YouTube(https://youtu.be/sret4CWoXUA)

Mystical Minds

Immerse yourself in the trippy, psychedelic world of "Nothing is Everything" by Dreamlike Productions.  The lyrics explore profound themes of light, shapes, and the concept of nothingness, creating a captivating experience that will leave you in awe.

Nothing Is Everything

Idea behind the song;
Humanity has seen mind-blowing progress over the past few decades, but these advancements in technology and society has lead to a regression in fundamental human qualities, it seems as we chose progress for the sake of progress and that has made a version of humans who have uninstalled empathy, wisdom and ethical integrity add-ons.
Head on to Youtube to see the visuals of Devolution syndrome ( https://youtu.be/6uq6qIorKXw )

Devolution Syndrome

Magic-mushroom visuals + quantum bass drops—hit play, lose gravity.
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Astral Mycelium Pulse
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Page 1 – The Quiet Sparks
Lyra drifted at the threshold of the Luminant Gate, her skiff rocking in an unseen current. Above, the fungal super-structure arched like a cathedral grown from starlight and living hyphae. Each strand shimmered, humming in a language too old for vocal cords—yet she felt every murmur in the marrow of her bones.

A hush settled, and the mycelial canopy inhaled. Spore-dust quivered, lifting from the deck in tiny spirals before dissolving into motes of turquoise flame. In that breathless pause, Lyra sensed a heart beating beneath the architecture—steady, patient, 144 silent pulses every minute, waiting for its cue.

Then the canopy exhaled. Threads of luminescence lanced outward, braiding a tunnel of emerald fire. Her skiff shuddered forward as if reeled in by destiny, and the voyage into the Astral Mycelium Pulse began.

Page 2 – The First Bloom
Thirty-eight seconds into the passage, the tunnel flared wide. Lyra burst into a vast chamber where colossal mushroom monoliths formed a circle, their caps dotted with galaxies. A bloom of spore-light erupted—brilliant, searing, euphoric.

Voices resonated through the bloom, not in sound but sensation. Will you splice your story with ours? the council of Fungal Oracles asked. Before Lyra’s mind could fashion an answer, her heart spoke yes.

Instantly, the bloom collapsed into a velvet dusk. Gravity inverted, and she plunged downward through strata of midnight violet mist. Electric-blue lightning stitched fractal glyphs across the vessel’s hull, each glyph a memory of paths not taken. Lyra watched them race past and understood: the fungi were mapping her potential futures, judging her resonance.
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Astral Mycelium Pulse

Lose yourself at the 2:36 drop—acid bass meets crystal visuals!
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Subterranean Starlight Shuffle
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Movement I – Awakening in the Nebula Verge
Thick indigo mists rolled like sentient tides, veiling a lone spore drifting at the edge of a newborn nebula. Within that obsidian mote slept a consciousness so ancient that time itself had forgotten its name. When the nebula’s first hydrogen flashes bloomed, ultraviolet shockwaves cracked the spore’s shell.

The being inside tasted infinity—and breathed. Vaporous ribbons of ion-blue air stitched themselves into elastic sinew, forming limbs clothed in living mycelium. Eyes alight with bio-luminescent rings, the Spore-Knight straightened. He touched the nebula floor—a spongy lattice of star-seed and fungal root—and it answered with a reverberation that set his pulse to a steady 126-beat cadence against the void’s silence.

From the reverberation rose a blade: translucent, forever shifting between violet and viridian, humming with promise. The sword’s edge carried runes etched by cosmic radiation, promising both creation and annihilation in a single swing.

He did not yet know why he had emerged, only that an impossible destiny waited beyond the mist.
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Lotus of the Singularity

Can your eyes handle this synthwave warp? Trippy visuals start at second #125bpm 
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Night Orchard Eclipse
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Pulse One — Blood on the Gate
Talis Vireo felt the orchard before he saw it. The air on Lyseria’s eternal night side had always tasted faintly of cold iron, but tonight it crackled with something sweeter—like sparks leaping off sugar. Beyond a dune of jet-black sand waited the concentric trees of legends: trunks of glassy crystal, branches blooming aurora-colored thorns.
He pushed through waist-high tufts of star-grass until the first thorn brushed his wrist. It pricked. A single bead of scarlet welled, then shattered into motes of light that sank into the bark. With a hiss, the Gate-Tree parted. Petals the size of stained-glass shields folded outward, revealing a corridor alive with pulsating roots. They beat in time with Talis’s racing heart, as though announcing a challenger’s arrival.
Behind him, the dune had already begun to crumble—no return. Ahead, an eight-point spiral path invited him into the orchard’s dark glow.

Pulse Two — March of the Chromatic Roots
The path carried him rather than the other way around. Roots braided together, forming a living conveyor that rolled beneath his boots. Each step he would have taken sprouted neon moss, then dissolved back into earth once he’d passed—as though the orchard rewrote itself to his rhythm alone.
Sometimes the trees leaned inward. Their pliant limbs formed archways that whispered in dozens of voices—snippets of extinct languages, negotiations between long-dead lovers, the recitation of prime numbers backwards. Talis tried to focus on the steady thrum of his pulse to stay anchored. He had inhaled only a breath of spore-dust so far, yet colors already felt louder than thunder.
At a curve in the spiral, the conveyor slowed. Ahead stretched open ground littered with swirling pollen. Every particle flashed a full rainbow cycle before vanishing. Where did it go? He stepped forward—and the orchard answered with a storm.
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Night Orchard Eclipse

Ohhh I've missed these! My psychedelic heart calls for em. They still tell a story, it helps being pretty high for it.
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Portal Pulse Ceremony
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Liora didn’t remember falling asleep beneath the abandoned viaduct; she only remembered the faint lavender shimmer that pressed against her eyelids like someone nudging a door from the other side. She awoke atop a pale slab of concrete that suddenly felt warm and breathing, as if a pulse beat beneath its surface.
A hairline fissure ran along the concrete’s edge, glowing soft and orange, and the glow spread outward in branching webs. The air thickened with the scent of crushed juniper. A hush—too deliberate to be silence—gathered around her.

Without quite knowing why, Liora placed her palm on the fissure. The warmth became a current, humming through her veins. The crack widened and swallowed her hand, her arm, and then her entire body. She slipped through the concrete as if it were vapor, emerging in another place entirely.

I. A Sky of Roots
She stood on an upside-down plain—above her stretched a tangle of colossal roots instead of clouds, dangling tendrils tipped with luminous spores that drifted upward and vanished. Beyond them, hidden by phosphorescence, pulsed a sun the color of serotonin in chemical diagrams, crescent-shaped and curiously hollow, as though a bite had been taken from its light.

The ground was a glossy obsidian mirror. Every step sent ripples of violet into the distance, echoing along an endless surface. She caught her reflection: eyes dilated wider than normal, skin faintly silver, as though the voyage had scrubbed away something ordinary.

II. Crystal Moth Crossing
The obsidian sea fractured into prisms at her feet, and from the fracture soared creatures—moths made of quartz, wings refracting the hollow sun. Their antennae curved like tuning forks, plucking silent harmonics from space itself. Without speaking, they invited her to climb onto one of their backs. She obeyed. Claws clicked delicately around her shoulders like corset stays.

The moth rose. Flight was a vibration more than a motion, a steady ascending tremor. Below, the obsidian rippled into a mosaic of jagged colors, each shard reflecting some forgotten memory: her childhood bicycle gliding over summer asphalt; a friend’s half-finished laugh; a heartbreak sealed in a jar of midnight. The shards tumbled away, replaced by unknown frames—faces she’d never seen, landscapes too improbable to have been real.

She realized the moth was culling old serotonin echoes and feeding them into its wings, transmuting emotion into propulsion.

Portal Pulse Ceremony

Plug in, full screen, and let this cosmic rave hijack your senses.
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Serotonin Eclipse Drive
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Liora didn’t remember falling asleep beneath the abandoned viaduct; she only remembered the faint lavender shimmer that pressed against her eyelids like someone nudging a door from the other side. She awoke atop a pale slab of concrete that suddenly felt warm and breathing, as if a pulse beat beneath its surface.
A hairline fissure ran along the concrete’s edge, glowing soft and orange, and the glow spread outward in branching webs. The air thickened with the scent of crushed juniper. A hush—too deliberate to be silence—gathered around her.

Without quite knowing why, Liora placed her palm on the fissure. The warmth became a current, humming through her veins. The crack widened and swallowed her hand, her arm, and then her entire body. She slipped through the concrete as if it were vapor, emerging in another place entirely.

I. A Sky of Roots
She stood on an upside-down plain—above her stretched a tangle of colossal roots instead of clouds, dangling tendrils tipped with luminous spores that drifted upward and vanished. Beyond them, hidden by phosphorescence, pulsed a sun the color of serotonin in chemical diagrams, crescent-shaped and curiously hollow, as though a bite had been taken from its light.

The ground was a glossy obsidian mirror. Every step sent ripples of violet into the distance, echoing along an endless surface. She caught her reflection: eyes dilated wider than normal, skin faintly silver, as though the voyage had scrubbed away something ordinary.

II. Crystal Moth Crossing
The obsidian sea fractured into prisms at her feet, and from the fracture soared creatures—moths made of quartz, wings refracting the hollow sun. Their antennae curved like tuning forks, plucking silent harmonics from space itself. Without speaking, they invited her to climb onto one of their backs. She obeyed. Claws clicked delicately around her shoulders like corset stays.

The moth rose. Flight was a vibration more than a motion, a steady ascending tremor. Below, the obsidian rippled into a mosaic of jagged colors, each shard reflecting some forgotten memory: her childhood bicycle gliding over summer asphalt; a friend’s half-finished laugh; a heartbreak sealed in a jar of midnight. The shards tumbled away, replaced by unknown frames—faces she’d never seen, landscapes too improbable to have been real.

She realized the moth was culling old serotonin echoes and feeding them into its wings, transmuting emotion into propulsion.

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Serotonin Eclipse Drive

Goa Sunset blends mystical Indian vocals with retro textures and an unstoppable trance energy.
This track channels the psychedelic spirituality of Goa  reimagined in a digital, futuristic, and adrenaline fueled version.

Goa Sunset - Ancestelar

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Need change - going harder.

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

------ Past-Tense Shenanigans ------

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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