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Dub Shack

Techenie presents the first digital release of our Reka sublabel. It is a live recording of Roman Spin's performance at the Modular Synths event held this spring at the Electronic Music Research Center (Krasnoyarsk, Siberia)

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Roman Spin - Полет (Live at Modular Synths)

132 BMP electro track, fully analogue live jam session, no DAW involved - alternate version

Kobol-D V2

There’s a choir in my chest,
Singing over broken glass.
Every note is mine,
But none of them will last.

I wake up as a stranger,
In a body that I know.
Names fall like ashes,
And faces start to grow.

Pulling me apart,
Filling up the air.
Every time I speak,
Another voice is there.

I’m too many to remember,
Too divided to ignore.
Every heartbeat is a fracture,
Every silence hides a war.

Walking through the hallway,
Mirrors on each side.
Every step is stolen,
By someone else inside.

Pulling me apart,
Filling up the air.
Every time I speak,
Another voice is there.

I’m too many to remember,
Too divided to ignore.
Every heartbeat is a fracture,
Every silence hides a war.

Close my eyes, they open wider.
Hands I move are not my own.
Shadows breathe and call me liar,
No one here is all alone.

Shiver—scatter—
Lose the frame.
Falter—gather—
Change the name.

I’m too many to remember,
Too divided to ignore.
Every heartbeat is a fracture,
Every silence hides a war.

If I vanish,
Will I still remain?
If I’m countless,
Do I have a name?

Multiplicity Disorder

Lights blur, heartbeat bends
Lost again where silence ends
Everything’s broken, but it feels divine
Falling through the fault line

It’s a mess, I don’t care
I’m high as hell, I’m everywhere
It’s a mess, I don’t care
I’m high as hell, I’m everywhere

I should care, but I can’t
The sky is loud, the floor’s my chant

It’s a mess, I don’t care
I’m high as hell, I’m everywhere
It’s a mess, I don’t care
I’m high as hell, I’m everywhere

Let it crash, let it swell
All I am is what I can’t tell
It’s a mess, I don’t care
I’m high as hell, I’m everywhere

It’s a mess, I don’t care
I’m high as hell, I’m everywhere
It’s a mess, I don’t care
I’m high as hell, I’m everywhere

It’s a mess, I don’t care

Is this your bed
These are your clothes
That I just tore off of you
Who needs a bed
We could go in the shower or kitchen
As long as you're in it
I don't need a reason

I'm always ready
I'm always ready
I'm always ready
So horny
I'm always ready
I'm always ready
I'm always ready

You touch me and I'm off to the races
You say the word and I'm already gone
I've always been shameless
There's no need to tame it
It's the same every day
It's always the same

I'm always ready
I'm always ready
I'm always ready
So horny
I'm always ready
I'm always ready
I'm always ready
So horny

Kinda Corny
Can't fake it
I'm into it
Kinda Horny

I'm always ready
I'm always ready
I'm always ready
So horny
I'm always ready
I'm always ready
I'm always ready
So horny
I'm always ready
I'm always ready
I'm always ready
So horny
I'm always ready
I'm always ready
I'm always ready
So horny

I'm Always Ready (Acid Techno reload)

Solo tryout for Modular Synth Riot
Thanks to Peter, Joachim and everyone else at MSR, as well as all the artists performing that same night.

https://synthriot.com/
https://ape-electronics.eu/
https://bowl-modular.com/

Solo Modular for Modular Synth Riot - Leuven, Sept 27th, 2025

I carved a path through stardust and flame
Leaving planets whispering my name
Skies bend under the weight of my glow

more than motion
a wild domain
I’m an asteroid, born to live the dream

I’m an asteroid, crash into the night
Breaking orbit, setting skies alight
I’m an asteroid — higher than the fight
In this trance I blaze, into the night

Strobe-lights mimic meteors in flight
Basslines echo in the space of this fight
I’m the ripple you felt before you knew

more than motion
a wild domain
I’m an asteroid, born to live the dream

I’m an asteroid, crash into the night
Breaking orbit, setting skies alight
I’m an asteroid — higher than the fight
In this trance I blaze, into the night

When I burn bright, I rewrite your sky
Asteroid flight — and you’re alive

I’m an asteroid, crash into the night
Breaking orbit, setting skies alight
I’m an asteroid — higher than the fight
In this trance I blaze, into the night
I’m an asteroid — forever in the light
Ride my comet tail, we own the night
I’m an asteroid, crash into the night
Breaking orbit, setting skies alight

Higher than the fight

This album represents my personal vision of dub music. Created using an instrument not typically associated with the genre, it blends experimental electronic textures with the classic foundations of dub. All tracks were recorded live on a modular synthesizer, paying tribute to the authentic spirit of traditional dub and reggae production. The only exception is track 8 — a live recording from 2016, created using samplers, synthesizers, effects, and melodica. The guitar part was performed by Maksim Mikhnev, and the session was recorded through an analog mixing console... Roman Spin. 

Pre-mastering by Anna Dike. 
Mastered by Alexander Shvoev at Kemchug River Studio. 
Artwork by Margarita K. 
Design: Techenie Design. 

Roman Spin - Unwary dub

Roman Spin - Walking dub

They say they're nice guys on the internet
And if you think about it
Isn't that the worst thing a guy could be?
Anyway

Do you ever think of Brazil?
I don't think about it
Not that much
Really

Brazilian guys on Twitter
It's like
Do you think about us?
Do you know we exist?
Not really
Brazilian guys on Twitter
They keep going like
Do you know us?
Do you love us?
Please come visit
It's like
Guys
You don't know me
You don't love me
You don't want me to come visit

Do you know me?
Do you love me?
Do you want me to come visit?

Do you ever think of Brazil?
I don't think about it
Not that much
Really

Brazilian guys on Twitter
It's like
Do you think about us?
Do you know we exist?
Not really
Brazilian guys on Twitter
They keep going like
Do you know us?
Do you love us?
Please come visit
It's like
Guys
You don't know me
You don't love me
You don't want me to come visit

Bazilian Guys on Twitter

Clink on the rim and the room goes tight
Forks line up like troops in the night
Turkey looks calm but the heat ain't light
Family cold war sitting pretty in sight

Yeah we walk in slow with the coats still damp
Kitchen lights buzz like a military camp
Grandpa stares long like he reading a file
Cousin on edge with a counterfeit smile
Auntie drops jokes like she buying some time
Uncle plays nice but he’s priming a line
Tension on tilt, you can smell that smoke
Every grin rehearsed like a holiday joke
We all take seats like the scene been blocked
Mom on the far end keeping eyes padlocked
Turkey in the center like a neutral zone
But every carved slice got a trigger tone
Table talk thin like a cracked veneer
Everybody laughing but the cracks appear
Politics sleeping at the edge of the plate
But one wrong word and the mood rotates
We pour that wine like a peace accord
But the peace ain’t real, just a dinner reward
All these toasts sound sweet at first
But each one's hiding a loaded burst

Glasses clink while the truth stays hid
Plastic smiles on every grown up kid
Turkey looks calm but the fire ain’t dead
Every toast hides a bullet aimed at a head
Glasses clink while we fake that cheer
Plastic smiles but the line’s unclear
Turkey sits proud on a throne of lies
Every toast hides a bullet in disguise

Front room coated in a warm gold tint
But the air feels heavy like a coded hint
Kids run around but the vibe ain’t pure
You can sense the storm that the walls endure
Dad taps twice on the edge of his chair
That’s the old signal, the “don’t go there”
Mom’s soft laugh got a tremble in pitch
Grandma’s eyes twitch when the cousins switch
Conversation flips like a faulty fuse
Someone brings up news, that's a family bruise
Sudden silence thick like gravy poured slow
Everybody waits for the temper to blow
Uncle starts smiling but the smile’s too wide
Cousin checks out, staring off to the side
Mashed potato mountain on a trembling plate
But nobody hungry for the family state
Turkey gets carved like a history page
Where the truth gets blurred in a performative stage
Every bite chewed like a lie rehearsed
We feed on the peace but the peace is cursed
Under the table our knees knock stress
Holiday cheer just a tactical dress

Glasses clink while the truth stays hid
Plastic smiles on every grown up kid
Turkey looks calm but the fire ain’t dead
Every toast hides a bullet aimed at a head
Glasses clink while we fake that cheer
Plastic smiles but the line’s unclear
Turkey sits proud on a throne of lies
Every toast hides a bullet in disguise

Voices too loud like they masking fear
Chairs shift left when the past comes near
Laughter goes high like a studio track
Engineered bright to keep conflict back
Kitchen door swings like a warning sign
Footsteps quiet on a fraying line
Somebody mentions a forgotten debt
Room goes cold like a silhouette
Turkey steam rises like a fragile truce
One bad joke and the flames get loose
Everybody staring at a glass half filled
Trying not to spill what the year has killed

Glasses clink while the truth stays hid
Plastic smiles on every grown up kid
Turkey looks calm but the fire ain’t dead
Every toast hides a bullet aimed at a head
Glasses clink while we fake that cheer
Plastic smiles but the line’s unclear
Turkey sits proud on a throne of lies
Every toast hides a bullet in disguise

Dinner winds down but the cold war stays
Silent in the hall in the after-days
Turkey long gone but the heat remains
Quiet little ghosts in the family veins

Turkey Cold War

Light falls through the quiet air…
Carrying pieces of what we were…

I trace the shimmer of your name
In the place where twilight lifts the rain
Every heartbeat drifts in slow design
Like a memory learning to unwind

Hold me in the moment breaking
Where the blue keeps softly waking
Every tear feels almost healing
When the night repeats its feeling
Hold me where the dark is kind
Where the lost parts realign

And I rise…
Through the glow we left behind
I rise…
Past the echoes in my mind

Hold me in the moment breaking
Where the blue keeps softly waking
Every tear feels almost healing
When the night repeats its feeling
Hold me where the dark is kind
Where the lost parts realign

Soft light
New sky
I breathe
And fly

Hold me where the dark is kind

Happy to share the full audio of my live for Loone Berlin, 

For the video on youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m_LB93FCxxU&t=2373s

Booking: moulay@paradoxbooking.com

https://linktr.ee/Ombrar

OMBRAR - LIVE / LOONE BERLIN

A high-stakes cyberpunk chase with modular synths, glitchy percussion, and cinematic brass stabs. 
Laser FX, dramatic strings, and 3D chaos drive the tension.

Escape Sequence

Synthelin Synthelot

Soft glimmers start again
Waking in a half-light world
Echoes trace forgotten scenes
Shadows form as quiet signs

Once more the looping image calls through fading corridors

Is this slow returning?
Is this gentle circling?
Moments fold into themselves
Searching for a hidden thread

Once more the looping image calls through fading corridors

Another inward passage
Breaths fall into silence
A calm rewind flows
Visions reach for something lost

Once more the looping image calls through fading corridors

Soft glimmers start again
Waking in a half-light world
Echoes trace forgotten scenes
Shadows form as quiet signs

Fading corridors

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.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

Sonic Fauna is a new app designed for experimental electronic music production & sound design through algorithmic and generative creation. With Sonic Fauna you can assemble digital instruments through a super intuitive U.I. and build custom configurations of sequencers, synthesizers, drum machines and effects. The goal of Sonic Fauna is to be both a highly compelling tool for creating interesting sound & music and to be the center of a community of enthusiasts that help guide the direction of the project. The app is currently in a private alpha and is planned to enter a public alpha in the coming months.

Skryptöm / Laburnüm Records / Green Fetish / Askorn
& Co-founder of Black Silhouette Records.

Booking: moulay@paradoxbooking.com 
Other enquiries : blacksilhouetterecords@gmail.com


LIVE : 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m_LB93FCxxU&list=RDm_LB93FCxxU&start_radio=1&t=2159s

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XUHJBepMsJ8&t=1482s

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yFJaVIhAAW4&list=RDyFJaVIhAAW4&start_radio=1&t=2860s

DJ Set : 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pl9jMKqibXM&t=2745s

doublebass, bass, modular and electronic devices

Deep, minimal, dub techno and house music label
Send Demo: techenierec@gmail.com

https://techenie-rec.bandcamp.com
https://www.beatport.com/label/techenie/108116
https://www.youtube.com/@TechenieChannel/featured
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