◉◉ Soundroom Podcast 114 - SANCHEZ ◉◉

◉ Sanchez is a Tunisian artist known for blending dark/groovy house with the raw energy of hip-hop. Starting his journey in 2015, Sanchez quickly carved out his own niche, merging deep, atmospheric grooves with sharp, impactful hip-hop lyrics. His sound reflects the pulse of North Africa, while embracing the global influence of underground hip-hop culture. 

◉ Since 2019, he's been crafting tracks that challenge traditional boundaries, fusing minimal electronic elements with storytelling that speaks to both the mind and the body. With each release, Sanchez continues to push the limits of electronic music, delivering tracks that are as moody as they are groove-driven.

◉ Follow SANCHEZ: https://soundcloud.com/rami-ben-amor-312051286
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Soundroom Podcast 114 - SANCHEZ

Saav - No a la suerte (Paul K remix)

Saav - no a la suerte

Saav - Bajaron de la luz

Saav -Sin querer queriendo

Saav - No a la suerte (Paul K ambiant rework)

Programmed

Trippy 4K Techno Experience!
Hypnotic warehouse drive—glass seed pulses, map hums back.
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Stream / download / buy ➜
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https://open.spotify.com/artist/3q0KcTUD3hmRdi1SUWd6VL
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https://music.apple.com/us/artist/grass-patch-bum/1596136340
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https://soundcloud.com/grasspatchbum
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Merch Shop : https://grass-patch-bum-shop.fourthwall.com
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Warehouse visualizer: teal haze, sunflower halos, 123 BPM.
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Keep in touch with latest releases:
https://www.youtube.com/@grasspatchbum
https://grasspatchbum.bandcamp.com/
https://grasspatchbum.com/
Trippy Music Video : https://youtu.be/fLXi1z5_xH0
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Support the tunes:
https://paypal.me/grasspatchbum
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Prologue: The City That Forgot Its Corners

The city had no right angles anymore. Years of slow migration in its own sleep had rounded every edge into a soft, treacherous kindness. Streets drooped like ribbons. Towers leaned in to hear each other breathe. At night, light pooled in bowls and refused to climb the walls. People blamed the damp, or the age of foundations, or the recent habit the wind had of returning lost words.

Sen walked through it with the steady patience of someone who carried a task heavier than their shadow. Their satchel held a glass seed—smooth, thumb-sized, faintly warm—taken from a mineral library deep under the old quay. The librarians had warned that it wasn’t a seed at all, but an organ, the kind you could add to a place in order to give it a new sense. “Don’t plant it in soil,” they’d said. “Plant it in a problem.”

The city’s problem was the same every city kept hidden: it had forgotten where it ended. Some nights its borders drifted so far that fog felt foreign; some mornings the outer districts woke up looking at mountains that weren’t on any chart. The mayor had asked for better fences. Sen, a cartographer too stubborn for fences, had asked for the seed.

On the night that began the end of drifting, the seed woke. Not with light, not with sound, but with vibration—a low, velvet hum that traveled up Sen’s bones and mapped out a direction behind the ears. When Sen faced that way, the hum smoothed. When they turned aside, it rasped. That was how Sen knew the thing was a map: it cared when they cheated.

The seed’s hum pulled them through the city’s softened streets to a battered iron wicket that had never opened for anyone sober. Beyond it lay a scar of land no one managed to name—the Orchard of Glass to some, the Prism Orchard to those who liked their danger with geometry—the place where trees grew mirrors and fruit pretended to be planets. At the orchard’s edge, the air carried the flavor of cold coin and rainwater under stone. Mushrooms at the roots of the iron fence opened teal gills and breathed out a pause, like a door deciding whether to be a door.

Sen set the glass seed on their palm. It rolled toward the fence and pressed itself against the iron. The hum pressured Sen’s ribs. The wicket sighed and forgot that it had ever been locked.

“Show me,” Sen said to no one and to the seed and to the orchard. The hum approved.

They stepped through.

I — Threshold Sap

Inside, the orchard’s darkness was organized. The trunks were columns. The leaves were ruled lines. Moss laid out a grid with small, amber nodes, and every so often one node blinked and sent a ripple through its neighbors until the whole mat had agreed on something quiet.

Continues on the website: https://grasspatchbum.com/2025/09/01/a-map-that-hums-back/

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A Map That Hums Back | Psychedelic Music Video @ YouTube

人 Sansara Glitch — 7:11 of evolving, fractured techno ritual.
A journey where cyclical rhythm meets digital imperfection: looping like the wheel of saṃsāra, cracking open with glitches that distort and renew. Heavy low-end drives the body forward, while spectral textures flicker like half-remembered dreams.

This is a track for late hours and dark rooms — where repetition becomes meditation, and every glitch is a portal.

#Techno #Glitch #Hypnotic #Ritual #Berlin

HITORIN - Sansara Glitch

Bellflair

Viens explorer l’infinité de la musique minimaliste. 

Vibre en osmose avec l’énergie et la profondeur des basses, laisse ton esprit divaguer au gré des textures, perçois ton âme a travers ces sonorités abstraites. Connecte toi, ressents la musique s’exprimer pour un voyage intérieur, introspectif jusqu’aux tréfonds les plus pure de l’être.

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Come and explore the infinity of minimalist music

Resonate in harmony with the energy and depth of the bass, let your mind wander through the textures, perceive your soul through these abstract sounds. Connect, feel the music express itself for an inner, introspective journey to the purest depths of being.

人 Vinyl-only DJ sets. Boundary-breaking techno productions.

Berlin’s underground, filtered through a journalist’s precision, an entrepreneur’s vision, and an activist’s fire.
On decks, Valentin Hitorin spins hypnotic, groove-driven journeys cut from rare wax. In the studio, he channels chaos into sharp, evolving soundscapes built for the floor.
Living and creating with a mental disability, he turns personal survival into collective ritual—music as both defiance and communion.
Follow for deep cuts, unorthodox textures, and techno that refuses to lie ⩖

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Born out of a deep passion for underground electronic music, Soundroom Bucharest has grown over the past 9 years into one of Romania’s most respected podcasts in the tech-house, minimal, and deep-tech scene. With over 12.5K followers on SoundCloud and episodes reaching anywhere from 2,000 to 90,000 plays, this platform gives real exposure to DJs and producers worldwide.

What started as a podcast is now evolving into a label, dedicated to pushing fresh sounds and supporting emerging artists. If you’re a DJ or producer looking for a platform that truly values underground music, this is the place for you.

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🎧 Welcome to the Sound of Arty3eatz 🎧

Ich bin Arty3eatz – Producer, Soundtüftler und Liebhaber hypnotischer Klänge. Hier teile ich meine eigenen Tracks, Remixe und alles, was elektronische Musik lebendig macht. Ob treibender Bass, sphärische Vocals

🎶 🎵 Arty3eatz Techno | Vocal Trance | House Deep Vibes. Pure Sound.

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

Website or Instagram for booking.

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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