Here we go with Pieter Kock of Berlin’s OTannenbaum. 
An album full of polyrhythmic collages, hovering ostinatos and explosions.
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Pieter Kock – Planet of the Superapes MWX XX2 *SNIPPETS

🌟 Welcome to Psytronic Blaze! 🌌

Ignite your senses with a journey through the vibrant sounds of psychedelic trance. This album features:

🔥 Nigsama: A mesmerizing opener that sets the vibe.
🌙 Insomnia: A euphoric ride that keeps you awake and alive.
🚀 Cosmic Trip: Embark on an interstellar adventure through sound.
✨ Night Dream: Drift into serenity and blissful reflections.
Let the pulsating beats and ethereal melodies guide you to new dimensions! 🎶💫

Join me on this sonic adventure and feel the magic unfold!

Psytronic Blaze

Insomnia

INSOMNIA

Nigsama

NIGSAMA

Cosmic Trip

COSMIC TRIP

Night Dreams

NIGHT DREAMS

I'll Take You on a Cosmic Trip // Classic Trance '90–'00 & Techno

Trippy Music Video : https://youtu.be/SqE374GGTJo
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Hit play & drop into a 4K vortex of space‑techno and trippy mushroom visuals—headphones on!
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4K bass, cosmic visuals, zero gravity vibes—welcome to the Supernova ritual.
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Thousand Eye Supernova
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PROLOGUE — SHARDS OF THE SLEEPING SKY
Night on the planet Quoria is never truly dark; the heavens shimmer with a half-remembered aurora known as the Sleeping Sky. Everyone in the floating archipelago of Cloudroot knows the legend: when the aurora stirs, it means a Wanderer has been chosen by the cosmos itself.

Eloen Tiral, map-maker and reluctant dreamer, never asked to be that Wanderer. Yet on the eve of the triple moon alignment, when violet motes began tumbling from the stars like embers from a gargantuan hearth, the aurora cracked open and a single prism shard drifted down into her hands. The shard fluttered like a wounded hummingbird, then folded in on itself, revealing an impossible glyph: “Seek the Eye that sees a thousand things.”

The moment Eloen traced the glyph, gravity bent sideways, Cloudroot slipped beneath her feet, and she was swallowed by a tunnel of color.

CHAPTER 1 — THE RIVER OF LIQUID QUARTZ
Eloen landed—softly, miraculously—atop a glassy current that flowed through nothingness. The River of Liquid Quartz pulsed beneath her boots, every droplet refracting her own bewildered reflection. Star-specks swirled above like curious fireflies, and distant mushroom monoliths cast sapphire halos across the water.

A voice—not quite a voice—rippled through the river: You stand in the Interstice, cartographer. Your maps end here, but the path does not.

Eloen knelt, dipping her fingers into the flow. It was warm and humming, as though the very notion of music had liquefied. With each pulse, the river projected shimmering coordinate lines into the air, charting a route toward a colossal orb far beyond the horizon—a faint pinprick of iridescent light. She knew, without knowing how, that this was the Thousand-Eye Supernova.

When she stepped forward, the current carried her effortlessly. Bioluminescent koi leapt beside her, shedding equations that assembled into floating bridges before splashing back. Each step was both falling and flying, and time folded into a Möbius strip of wonder.


Continues on the website: 
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Thousand Eye Supernova

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Skip reality—enter a celestial rave of deep bass and neon spores.
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Liquid Quartz Voyager
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CHAPTER 2 — THE SPORE-STORM EXPANSE
The river deposited Eloen onto a plain of cobalt grass swaying beneath an amethyst sky. A gentle snow of spores drifted down, each mote popping into kaleidoscopic shapes when it touched the ground.

Ahead sprawled the Spore-Storm Expanse—a biome where thoughts erupt into living hallucinations. Eloen’s first exhale birthed a miniature sun that bobbed around her head like a curious sparrow. Her second formed a violin-tailed comet that circled her ankles, singing in frequencies she felt more than heard.

A towering figure emerged from the spore haze—part stag, part mycelium, crowned with antlers that branched into nebulae. Its eyes reflected every possible version of Eloen, from triumphant to terrified.

Stag-Shaman: You chase what cannot be caged. The Supernova’s eyes are windows and mirrors; they grant revelation at a cost. What do you offer in return?
Eloen: I offer the only thing I possess—my uncharted curiosity.

The Stag-Shaman bent its head, touching its nebular antlers to her prism shard. Reality rippled. A new route—carved in threads of luminous mycelium—spiraled toward the horizon. Then walk the spire of questions, the shaman intoned, and keep no answer for yourself.

With that, the hallucinations dispersed, and Eloen marched on, trailed by a constellation of living questions that fluttered like paper cranes in her wake.

CHAPTER 3 — THE HOLLOW ECLIPSE
The grassland ended at a vertical cliff that sliced the world clean in half. Above loomed a Hollow Eclipse—a black coin eating the sun from within. Its corona radiated oscillating mandala patterns that drummed against her skull. Gravity tilted, hurling her sideways onto an invisible staircase that circled the eclipse’s rim.

Each step plunged Eloen into a memory not her own: civilizations that built cities of laughter, oceans woven from silk, wars fought with symphonies instead of steel. She climbed through lifetimes in minutes, shedding old fears like molting skin.

Halfway up, she encountered a mirrored corridor containing a multitude of possible Elos. One was ancient and weary; another sparkled with childlike mischief; a third bore haunted eyes and battle scars. They spoke in unison: Choose who walks onward.

Eloen closed her eyes and realized the trick—all of them were true, but none complete. She stepped forward without choosing, absorbing them like colored threads into her own tapestry. The corridor shattered into prismatic dust, and the staircase delivered her to a plateau of black glass.

There, suspended in the void, glowed the Thousand-Eye Supernova—now immense and breathtaking. Its surface shimmered with a million iridescent pupils, each cycling through impossible spectra.

Liquid Quartz Voyager

Ride a glowing spore‑river—4‑K techno visuals you’ll watch on loop!
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Bioluminescent Sporescape
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Page 2 — Hyper-Mycelium Drift
Stars stretched into silver threads—as if the universe itself unraveled yarn for some cosmic loom. Raine nudged the throttle. The craft answered with a bass-deep purr, latching onto an invisible river of tachyon foam.

Inside the cockpit, time grew syrup-thick. Memories looped: childhood laughter wove into yesterday’s arguments, then blurred into tomorrow’s triumphs she had yet to live. The Prism Core refracted moments into prisms of color; each hue tasted like a different emotion—joy fizzing citrus-bright, grief tasting of black licorice on her tongue.

Halfway through the drift, warning sigils lit the canopy: pursuers. The Chromancers had launched obsidian skiffs, their hulls etched with runes that drank light. Raine snarled. The Slipstream was narrow; one collision would detonate the corridor, turning it into a kaleido-grave.

She banked left, diving into a pocket of warped gravity. G-forces became kaleidoscopic serpents curling around her organs. Reality hissed, shedding fractal scales. Waves of psilocybin static cascaded across her vision—each pixel a shouting idea.

Raine centered herself with a mantra she’d learned from the spore-sages: “I ride the edge of becoming.” The serpents quieted. She flicked open a panel, revealing a phial of liquid DMT-amber. One drop vaporized into the ship’s breathers, merging her consciousness with the Core.

The universe split open like a seed.

She saw the Slipstream not as math but as songlines of pure intent. All she had to do was hum the right line—and the Starglider obeyed. With a spiral twist, she threaded the craft through the Chromancers’ formation. Shockwaves painted after-images: violet arcs that smelled of burnt cinnamon.

The pursuers faltered, engines coughing void-smoke. Raine didn’t slow to watch them spin from the path. Ahead, the Slipstream constricted, funneling toward the Vortex’s throat.

Bioluminescent Sporescape

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Need change - going into the depths.

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.

------ 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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