A relentless surge of distorted kicks, metallic textures, and haunting atmospheres. “Voltage Ritual” dives deep into the industrial core a hypnotic pulse built for underground warehouses.

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Vortek's - Reflex x I SET Fire x Showtek - Here We Fucking Tekno x Samuel Moriero - Call You x CARV - Strange Signal x Unaccepted Complex x Hardcore Soul x Mystic blast (Hermes mashup)

whenevr(pt3)

¡Revive la magia del amor puro y la amistad incondicional con "ERES TÚ" de Giann Carlo Garcia! Esta canción es un emotivo homenaje a esa persona especial que se convierte en tu compañera, tu inspiración y tu razón de ser. Con una melodía que te hipnotiza y letras llenas de sentimiento, Giann Carlo Garcia captura la esencia de un amor que trasciende la simple atracción.
Fragmento clave de la letra: "Porque eres tú, eres tú mi gran amiga, eres tú, eres tú mi compañera. Eres tú, eres tú mi gran sonrisa, eres tú, eres tú mi Monalisa."
Acompaña a Giann Carlo Garcia en este viaje musical que celebra el cariño más profundo. Ideal para dedicar, compartir y escuchar en esos momentos que transforman tus días "como el sol al romper el amanecer". ¡Suscríbete, activa la campanita y déjanos saber a quién le dedicarías esta canción!


Eres Tú (Pop Rock Mix)

07 HOWCOMEVOLMASTER3

Invisible x Snake Eater

¿STILLALIVE?

Story
The Rebellion of the Third Ring Monkeys. Chip-Chip Freedom
On the planet Koba-9, where jungles floated on oceans of mercury and trees sang in frequencies only apes could hear, lived a civilization of hyperlucid monkeys. They were not mere animals: they were descendants of the ancient Kobari, a race that had been enslaved by the humans of the Solar Empire for centuries.
The monkeys of the Third Ring—an orbital region where memory fruits were cultivated and apes were trained for espionage—began to question their destiny. Led by an albino mandrill named General Zhar, who had learned to read the forbidden codices of the Human Council, the monkeys began to organize.
Zhar was not just a strategist. He was a poet, musician, and prophet. His verses spoke of freedom, of the fury contained in every stolen banana, of the dignity hidden in fur. Their most famous chant read:
The rebellion erupted during the Red Moon Festival, when humans descended on Koba-9 to collect the fruits of memory. The apes sabotaged the drones, hacked the satellites with their electrified tails, and freed the apes of the First and Second Rings. In less than three days, the entire planet was under their control.
But Zhar didn't want revenge. He wanted transformation. He summoned the surviving humans and offered them a deal: to live together under the laws of Simianism, a philosophy that blended ecological balance, tribal rhythm, and algorithms of poetic justice.
The humans, humiliated but fascinated, accepted. And so the Koba Confederacy was born, where apes and humans shared power, art, and technology. The national anthem was a solo of drums and shrieks, and the new calendar was measured in moons and bananas.

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Sonic Universe II

Chip-Chip Freedom II

Story
The Prince in the Well. A Bruneian legend.
Many centuries ago, in the heart of the Sultanate of Brunei, where rivers intertwine with the jungle and the sea kisses the shores with reverence, a just but stern sultan ruled. His name was Sultan Hakkim, and his kingdom flourished under his firm hand. He had an only son, Prince Aiman, whose spirit was as free as the wind that stirred the palm trees.
Aiman ​​was rebellious not out of contempt, but out of curiosity. While his father saw tradition as the backbone of the kingdom, the young prince dreamed of exploring beyond known boundaries: crossing the seas, learning from other peoples, and understanding the world not only as an heir, but as a man.
One day, during a royal assembly, the sultan announced that Aiman ​​should marry the daughter of a powerful ally, thus sealing an alliance that would ensure peace. But the prince, his voice trembling but determined, refused.
"Father," he said before the court, "I cannot give my heart as a bargaining chip. My loyalty to the kingdom is unwavering, but my soul compels me to choose my own path."
The sultan, wounded in his pride and fearing that the prince's disobedience would undermine royal authority, accused him of betraying his filial duty. In a burst of anger and grief, he decreed an exemplary punishment: Aiman ​​would be thrown into the Well of Shadows, an ancient sacred well within the confines of the palace, where it was said not even an echo returned.
On the night of the punishment, under a moon veiled by gray clouds, the guards led the prince to the well. There were no tears in his eyes, only a profound sadness. Before being pushed, he looked at his father and whispered:
"Let my silence speak louder than my voice."
And he fell.
But the well did not devour his life. According to the elders, the waters at the bottom were not of death, but of purification. There, in the darkness, Aiman ​​reflected for days. He did not blame his father; he understood that the weight of the throne clouded the heart. And in that isolation, he found a truth: freedom without responsibility is chaos, and duty without compassion is tyranny.
Weeks passed. The sultan, consumed by remorse, began to hear rumors: as night fell, a soft melody could be heard from the well, as if the wind were singing with the prince's voice. Some swore they saw a faint light within, and others said the well's water healed the afflicted.
One early morning, the sultan, dressed as a simple peasant, approached the well. There, amid the mist, he heard clearly:
"Father... I did not come to challenge you, but to understand you."
The sultan fell to his knees. He wept for the first time since he was a child. And in that moment, he understood that the true legacy was not to impose, but to listen.
He ordered the well to be sealed with stones carved by his own hands, not as a prison, but as a sanctuary. On them, he had the following inscription written: "Here lies the voice of the one who chose to remain silent so that others might speak."
Since then, it is said that Aiman's spirit inhabits the well. Not as a ghost of vengeance, but as a silent guardian whispering to those who pass by:
“Respect is not blind obedience. Love is not possession. And reconciliation is born when pride bows before the truth.”
And on full moon nights, if one approaches with a pure heart, one can still hear the echo of a flute… or perhaps, just the wind reminding one of a lesson Brunei has never forgotten.

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Sonic Universe III

The Prince in the Well V

Lyrics
Haritz zaharrean bizi zen txori bat kumeekin,
eguzkiaren lehen izpi kantuz pizten zen beti.
Baina gose azeri bat hurbildu zen isilki,
“Eman kume bat,” esan zuen, “bestela zuhaitza erori.”

Txoriak beldurra zuen baina ez zuen amore,
“Bihar lehenengoa emango dut,” esan zuen adore.
Hosto zahar bat jaitsi zuen azeriari oparitze,
eta honek, nahasirik, alde egin zuen triste.

Hiru egunez engainu hosto, lumaz eta makil,
txoriak adimenez jokatzen azeriari trufaz hil.
Azken egunean esan zion: “Zure pazientzia galdu,
baina nire kumeak salbu daude, zuhaitza ez da jausi.”

Azeria haserre joan zen basoan barrena hutsik,
txoriak garaile kantatu kumeekin pozik, lasai.
Adimenak irabazi du indarraren aurrean,
eta bertso hau kantatzen da basoko bakearen aldean.

Story
The Song of the Old Oak
Deep in the Eztia forest, where the trees whisper legends to the wind and the roots hold centuries-old secrets, lived a small blue bird named Luma with her three chicks. Their nest hung at the top of the Haritz Zaharra, the oldest oak tree in the forest, its bark marked by the songs of generations past.
Every dawn, Luma awoke with the first ray of sunlight, singing melodies that made the ferns bloom and calm the deer. Her song was so pure that even the stones seemed to hear.
But one day, from the shadows of the undergrowth, Azar appeared, a cunning fox with reddish fur and hungry eyes. He approached soundlessly, like a threat wrapped in velvet, and spoke in a deep voice:
"Give me one of your chicks," he said, "or I will bring this tree down with my spell."
Luma trembled, but she did not break. In a firm voice, he replied:
"Tomorrow I'll give you the first one," and he dropped an old, dry oak leaf as an offering.
Azar, confused by the gesture, withdrew with the leaf between his teeth, believing it was part of a surrender ritual.
For three days, Luma repeated the deception: a leaf, a feather, a stick. Each one was given with solemnity, each one confusing the fox more. Azar, growing impatient, waited for his prey, but only received empty symbols.
On the third day, Luma perched on the highest branch and sang loudly:
"Your patience has run out, but my kits are safe. The oak tree still stands, and you leave empty-handed."
Azar, furious and humiliated, walked into the forest, leaving a trail of frustration behind him.

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Sonic Universe 

Txoria eta Azeria II

new usb additions

artists featured:

benleh
boss priester
chesster
chris stussy
clifford
dan fresco
dennis quin
eloquin
emmrsn
finky
jordz
julzy
kolter
lammer
leon vera
louden
maluigi
mees visser
morgan seatree
mph
paige tomlinson
pauly!
rupert ellis
ruze 
ryan resso
sammy virji
silva bumpa
stef davidse
twofaced

dance dubs v9 (house/garage/dance mix)

I genuinely enjoy discovering new artists, and I love connecting with the ones whose music inspires me. Learning about their journey, creativity, and passion always motivates me. Music is more than just sound to me; it’s a way to understand the stories behind the artists.| l2

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Tahmida kbm (Rukshana)

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