OMEN Recordings is set to unveil its latest auditory venture, unleashing the debut EP from Hungary's MAN + MACHINE. Showcasing his post-industrialism, futurism and cyberpunk influences.

After his previous collaborations on OMEN VA's; this release is a blend of technological precision and raw emotional energy, poised to captivate listeners with its unique EBM soundscapes, guitar leads, and intricate production.

Fading Future - The original mix of 'Fading Future' is a cinematic masterpiece, enveloping the listener in a sweeping soundscape that narrates an untold story. Each beat, each melody is a brushstroke on this sonic canvas, painting a world where the future is both beautiful and haunting, filled with endless possibilities.

Warfare of Wires - Plunge into the sonic battleground of 'Warfare of Wires,' where growling synths and glitching rhythms create a tumultuous atmosphere of digital dissent. This track is a relentless assault on the senses, a testament to the chaotic beauty of technological upheaval, and a bold statement of fearless innovation in sound design.

Shattered Skies (Original Mix) - With 'Shattered Skies,' embark on a progressive journey through futuristic soundscapes that blend cutting-edge synthesis with emotive musicality. The track is a testament to his ability to weave complex rhythms and textures into a tapestry that feels both expansive and intimately detailed, evoking a sense of forward-moving energy and boundless exploration.

HATELOVE (Fading Future Remix) - Experience the minimalist transformation of 'HATELOVE,' where the original's intensity is reimagined into a stripped-back, contemplative journey. This remix peels away the layers, leaving a raw, pulsating core that intertwines with haunting melodies, crafting an introspective auditory experience that lingers long after the last note.

BOYD SCHIDT (Fading Future Remix) - Dive deep into the essence of Georgia's Schidt's sonic realm with this remix, where his signature deep sounds are elevated into a meticulously crafted auditory landscape. The track unfolds like a nocturnal expedition, with layers of sound that invite the listener to explore the depths of their imagination, resonating with a profound sense of discovery and introspection.

This EP not only continues OMEN Recordings' tradition of pushing the boundaries of techno but also introduces MAN + MACHINE's unique identity to the world. His ability to juxtapose intense emotion with mechanical precision creates an unforgettable auditory experience that is sure to resonate with aficionados of forward-thinking electronic music.

All original tracks written and produced by Man + Machine.
Remixes produced by the featured artists.

Mastered by Dimitar Georgiev
Image by October Midnight
Design by Feder Sanz

Fading Future

MAN+MACHINE - Fading Future (Boyd Schidt Remix)

OMEN Recordings is delighted to welcome back Berlin-based Colombian artist BRAYAN VALENZUELA for his second EP release with the label. This latest offering features an intense collection of originals, complemented by cutting-edge remixes from Edinburgh's DUELLIST and Los Angeles-based EAS. Each track showcases the unique flair of the remixers, further enriching Valenzuela's visionary sound.

New Hole - "New Hole" is an offbeat hypnotic track that lures listeners into a mesmerizing trance. Crafted with intricate rhythms and an undercurrent of ethereal synths and samples, this piece sets a complex, rhythmic foundation that invites deep introspection amidst its pulsating beats.

You Are Gold - A standout track, "You Are Gold" drives the EP forward with its peak-time, driving beats and twitchy textures. This track is an anthem for the night, pushing the limits of electronic music with its rapid-fire rhythms and immersive, high-energy soundscapes.

Put Pizza in Your Mouth - This hard-stomping track combines relentless energy with haunting stabs, creating a brooding atmosphere that's both invigorating and intense. "Put Pizza in Your Mouth" is a daring sonic exploration that captures the essence of peak dancefloor moments, marked by its bold textures and dynamic pace.

New Hole (EAS Remix) - EAS strips back "New Hole" to its core with a no-nonsense approach that focuses on the essential elements of techno. His remix is a masterclass in minimalism, using sparse compositions to highlight the powerful simplicity of techno, delivering a relentless auditory experience that commands attention.

You Are Gold (DUELLIST Remix) - DUELLIST transforms "You Are Gold" with his signature hard-charging, industrial tones, elevating the track's inherent energy to new heights. This remix retains the original's dynamic spirit while infusing it with a raw, metallic edge that is quintessentially Duellist.

BRAYAN's roots in Colombia and Spain, combined with his immersion in Berlin's techno culture, provide a rich background that informs his distinctive sound—a blend of Latin American influences with European precision and minimalism. Meanwhile, Duellist, known for his rugged, industrial soundscapes, and EAS, who brings a polished, minimalistic approach, add layers of depth and contrast, making this EP a pivotal release for OMEN Recordings. Together, they encapsulate the global spirit of techno while pushing the boundaries of its expression.

All original tracks written and produced by BRAYAN VALENZUELA
Remixes produced by the featured artists.

Mastered by Tim Vitek
Image by October Midnight
Design by Feder Sanz

You Are Gold

BRAYAN VALENZUELA - New Hole (We-Like-Noise)

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The Story
Prologue — The Color That Learns Your Name

On the far side of a drowned continent, a river of mirror-liquid runs uphill into the clouds. It threads a trench through the sky and vanishes into an angle no map allows—an ongoing mistake in the geometry of weather. Locals call it the Chromatic Torrent. At night, it sheds feathers of light that fall like snow and melt into color without leaving the ground wet.

The courier arrives alone: a silhouette wrapped in a midnight coat that collects stray glints like rain. Their skiff waits behind them, folded to a blade of light under the quay, ribs ticking softly as if remembering the ocean. The courier closes a hand around a coin of pale fire and the coin grows lighter, as if it recognizes the palm. It is a permit and a promise, a round door that fits any lock that isn’t made of metal.

The wind smells of iron and cloves and wet stone. Above, the Torrent leans out of the sky like a muscle flexing, then loosens, then flexes again. Color runs within it in shifting lanes: indigo, teal, a little magenta heat, turned by some gravity that doesn’t belong to the world.

To the east: a forest of mushroom pylons rises from salt fog, the caps broad as amphitheaters, the stems braided with cables of living hyphae that carry light as if it were water. In that forest stands the one the courier has come to find: the Bioluminal Oracle, the ancient humanoid mushroom tree. It is older than the city, which is older than the sky in its current mood. When it moves—slow, slower—the fog reads the gesture and translates it into attention. The courier breathes once to count their ribs, then starts walking.

No one walks out to the Torrent without first speaking to the Oracle. If you try, the river will look away. That is how people drown in dry air.

I — City Quay, and a Coin That Warms Like a Small Moon

Boardwalks hold to the shore with brass teeth; underfoot, gullies of shadow. Traders have packed away their night markets, leaving the quay smelling of smoked kelp and engine perfume. The courier slides between shuttered kiosks until the buildings thin and the quay becomes a tongue of basalt licking the fog.

The coin grows warm, and with it, the world clarifies. On the basalt, faint as breath on glass, a lattice of DMT filament unfurls, lines intersecting in patient thirty-degree rhymes, leading east toward the mushroom pylons. Each joint glows like a pinprick star. When the courier steps on the lattice, the lines brighten. There is no sound, yet the bones of the quay vibrate minimally, as if acknowledging a password.

A shape crosses above—no bird, not a craft. A figure made of ovals of light connected by corridors, a strolling bureau of weather examining its paperwork. The courier keeps moving.

They do not carry weapons. There’s nothing to fight out here that knows what a weapon is.

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I. Letters of Light
The tundra does not begin so much as arrive.

I crossed a ridge of cobalt ice, and the sky opened like a book turning to its first bright page. Lines of aurora braided above me—mint, sakura, electric teal—ribboning into sharp, deliberate strokes, as if some patient hand were writing with light. The wind was not cold. It had the temperature of a held breath, the taste of orange peel and winter.

They had warned me: There is a place where weather remembers how to feel. Go there if you want your moods repaired, or rewritten. The map they gave me was only a single sentence: Follow the serif.

So I did. The aurora’s edges were not vague swirls but exact, knife-graceful curves, the kind a calligrapher draws when they mean every millimeter. I followed as if reading, and the sky punctuated distances with dots of amber stars, the way a sentence grips you with its rhythm until your steps match its meter.

The land below was an ocean rendered in slow motion—waves of violet and indigo snow, frozen mid-crest. From between the drifts rose mushrooms the size of towers, their caps freckled with lantern pores. Light leaked from them in steady breathing, as if the earth itself were practicing calm.

Far off, a silhouette moved: a whale gliding along the seabed of snow as if swimming through density alone. When it surfaced, the surface did not break; the snow accepted its shape and let it pass. Its flanks glimmered with constellations I didn’t recognize.

I spoke without deciding to. “I came to remember how to be happy.”

The whale’s eye turned. It was not human, not even mammalian in any familiar way, and yet something like patience lived there.

The nearest mushroom’s gills trembled, releasing a sigh of bioluminescent dust. Spores drifted up, each a tiny coin of color. When they touched the aurora, letters kindled—angular, clean, and ceremonial. They spelled the tundra’s answer across the sky:

WELCOME, READER.

It made me smile, and it made me feel read.

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There's a STORY!!! ;)
I — The Map That Wasn’t a Map

You arrive where the atlas stops pretending it knows anything.

Beyond the ridge, the land is a black opal plain veined with cobalt veins that hum in no wind. A hush sits on it the way frost sits on grass—delicate, temporary, sacred if you move gently enough. The dew here is wrong in the way a dream is wrong: each bead is too round, too steady, too awake. They don’t roll or soak in. They hold. They wait.

You kneel and the beads reflect not your face but diagrams—hexes nested in hexes, spirals that refuse to end, angles that feel like numbers you once knew. The longer you look, the more they join: a filament touches a filament, and there’s a glow passing between them like the smallest current. It is not water. It is a statement.

The old story said the Oracle grows where dew refuses to be only dew.

You rise, dust the grit from your palms, and walk without choosing a direction. The plain chooses for you. Lines of cold light thread from bead to bead like veins answering a heartbeat. The geometry doesn’t push, it persuades, shaping your steps, showing paths only as you take them. The horizon stays perfectly level, the sky a long bruise of cobalt with a single pale star pinned in the wrong place. Your breath fogs and then the fog arranges itself into numerals you cannot read and then dissolves. It’s almost kind, the way this place tells you: you are in the presence of a very patient intelligence.

When you feel it—before you see it—the hair along your arms rises not from fear but from recognition. As if a song you used to know finds your throat from the outside.

And then you see the Oracle.

II — The Humanoid That Was Also a Tree

It towers but does not loom. A torso of varnished bark with shoulders braided out of roots, hips heavy with the memory of storms. The arms bend the way branches bend, and where hands should be, the wood splits into filigreed fronds—their undersides ribbed with gill-like lamellae that pulse with bioluminescence. The face is not a face, not really, but a mask of old growth and lichen with hollows where eyes should be; inside those hollows slow constellations wheel like watch gears. A crown of fruiting bodies bursts from the skull and then recedes, then blooms again in a long, tidal breath, spores drifting like snow that has learned how to glow.

Its feet are not feet, they are a root-crown woven into the plain, plugged into the dew like a nerve into a brain.

You do not speak. You bring your question the way you were taught to carry flame—cupped, stubborn against the wind. The question is old and small enough to be dangerous: what am I for?


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Peak‑time kicks, industrial grit—enter the tunnel.
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The Story
The plain was made of black salt, a horizon of matte crystals that swallowed reflections instead of returning them. Above it hung a sky the color of cooled iron. Nothing moved, not the thin grasses fossilized in place, not the distant ribs of petrified cactus, not the oval shadows that pooled where there should have been light. The air felt thick—like a held note, like a thought someone forgot to finish.

Out of that heldness, a figure stepped.

They were not armored or robed. They carried no tools, only a glass seed cupped in both hands, small enough to hide in a fist, heavy enough to pull the shoulders down. The seed was not luminous, but light noticed it; beams bent when it passed. The traveler steadied their breath until it matched the inaudible pulse threading through the ground. When they looked up, the horizon turned by a fraction, just enough to show that all horizons here were part of a wheel.

The wheel’s center was nowhere and everywhere, but its rim—the path—ran straight ahead. The traveler started walking.

Out past the fifth step, the salt exhaled spores that did not rise or fall. They hung, counting each other, arranging themselves into a body: a lank, cathedral-shouldered mushroom being with gills inscribed in teal. Its shadow formed before its cap; then its stem curled up from the shadow’s edge, a reversed sprout. The gills flexed, and stenciled onto the air between them appeared a silent string of equations shaped like vines.

The traveler paused without fear. The equations were invitations.

The mushroom lifted its arm. Halfway through the gesture, the arm became a cactus rib, green lacquer with glints of trapped suns. The rib arched overhead and, with a soft click of geometry, multiplied into a corridor: rib upon rib, an arcade of living anatomy, each curve fitted to the next by joints that whispered when they turned. Salt slipped out of salt, forming steps that did not look like steps until the traveler placed a foot on them and the ground agreed.

A corridor of ribs and spores opened toward a darkness that was not night, and the traveler crossed the threshold.

Beneath the ribs, the air acquired weight. Droplets formed on the cactus skin and beaded, each bead holding a world full of tiny weather. Where the beads grazed one another, prisms were born—micro-faceted insects that hummed without sound and flew in quivering constellations. Columnar forms extruded from the salt like glass trees, branches interlocking in a scaffold of perfect errors. Between branches, filaments stretched into a lattice, a graph of choices the traveler hadn’t made yet.

In the prisms, the traveler’s reflection wore a dozen futures. In some, the seed had already been planted; in others, the seed was a piercing and the sky was stitched to their skin. In one, there was no traveler at all, only the seed rolling like a planet where the ribs met the plain.

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Trance DJ/Producer based in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia .

Growing up on an eclectic of Trance and EDM provided by their parents record collection , Ajam Shaz is hard to pin down musically . Inspired by their family love music , Ajam Shaz took up the CDJ at the age from 2014 . It was only a few years later that Ajam shaz discovered late night parties and the rhythms of CDJs and began performing at local house parties , basements and abandoned warehouses .

Supported By : Vini Vici , Andrew Rayel , Marlo , Scott Project , Bobina .


Music Played at :

EDC Las Vegas / EDC Mexico / Creamfields / Electric Love / A State Of Trance / ADE / Dreamstate Radio / FYH Radio Many More !

Supported : Nocturnal Knight Music , Find Your Harmony , Suanda Music , Reaching Altitude ,  Trance All Stars , Alteza Records , State Control Records , Neutralize Records , Rivaside Records , Smile Creation Music , Butterfly Music , Radiation Recordings & Sundance Recordings . 



Any Enquiries Contact Me :

Booking : ajamshaz14@gmail.com

OMEN Recordings, established in 2016 with headquarters in Los Angeles and Edinburgh, is committed to supporting innovative electronic music artists. With over 20 years of combined experience, the label’s team, AXKAN and DUELLIST, have released music on major international labels. OMEN enables producers and DJs to release and perform independently, free from major label constraints.

The OMEN sound fuses darker, industrial techno with analog influences, creating emotionally charged music for both the dance floor and beyond. The label’s mission is to build a distinctive roster of artists delivering modern, high-quality unique sounds.

OMEN offers comprehensive support, including advanced technology, marketing, and premium mastering, ensuring top-tier recordings and promotion. In addition to music releases, OMEN organizes exclusive club events to boost artist visibility.

Contact Information:
Official Website: http://omenrecordings.bandcamp.com
Facebook: http://facebook.com/omenrecordings 
Event Bookings: info@omenrecordings.com
Demo Submissions: info@omenrecordings.com

Dig the tunes? Check out trippy music videos: https://www.youtube.com/@grasspatchbum

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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, 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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