Builds up with a futuristic vibe, heavy on synths, then drops into a fairly chilled house track with a cool lead and plenty of feeling.

Down the Rabbit Hole

Down The Rabbit Hole

Still trying to get that sound and style that I had back in the day

life 180

This was made with an idea, inspired from the way people are more in the virtual world than the real one.. We're already halfway there 🤖 Don't forget you're SystemJack upgrades! 🤖

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FORBIDDEN OCEAN

Stereometry

Rain and Sunny Spells

Rain And Sunny Spells

the voices of creation

Tag:retrowave
Tag:Dance
Tag:Edm
Tag:1980s
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Uppbeat

City Jungle - 🥝Power Pusher🥝

Overdue 3

what happens next

In the world dominated by self-replicating intelligent robots, it is considered highly transgressive to mess with any organic form of life, as well as to show any emotionally driven behavior. Nevertheless, a small group of outcasts called themselves Raven Sons, practice love for the flowers, which is a perfect combo to make the rest of society regard them as breed of Satan.

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I've logged in to the directory of my dreams,
Automatically saved by neuro-controller.
There my dreams are all shared out,
And most of them are about flowers.

I've logged in to my virtual garden,
Where synthetic apples on the branches are growing.
There my dreams are all reached out,
Genetically-algorithmic beauty of.

Robots who fell in love with the flowers,
Robots who fell in love with the flowers,
Robots who fell in love with the flowers,
Breed of Satan, raven sons.

(cyberOI!)

I've logged in to the implants black market,
Where all kinds of devices are cracked.
But implanting only flowers
Breed of Satan, raven sons.

Robots who fell in love with the flowers,
Robots who fell in love with the flowers,
Robots who fell in love with the flowers,
Breed of Satan, raven sons.

(solo)

I've logged in to the Technocultist temple,
Where all prayers are in binary assembling.
Flowers are sacrificed to the Matriarch,
More to synthesize in my lab.

Robots who fell in love with the flowers,
Robots who fell in love with the flowers,
Robots who fell in love with the flowers,
Breed of Satan, raven sons.

Robots who fell in love, robots who fell in love,
Robots who fell in love, robots who fell in love,
Robots who fell in love, robots who fell in love,
Robots who fell in love, robots who fell in love,
Robots...

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released April 18, 2020
Andrey Zamaraev - lyrics, keytar, drum pads, mixing, mastering
Kechia-Ma @ SinSy engine - synthetic vocals

Artwork generated by the following script: bit.ly/3cEG9jR

Raven Sons

Voltaroxx is the sound of forgotten futures, midnight circuits, and dust-covered dreams rendered in rhythm and noise. Born from the flicker of CRT screens and raised on a steady infusion of cyberpunk cinema, glitchy game consoles, and VHS fuzz, he builds music that’s less about genre and more about atmosphere—audio collages from the back alleys of the imagination.

Growing up, Voltaroxx was glued to the glow of Blade Runner, Akira, Ghost in the Shell, and obscure sci-fi anime taped over Saturday morning cartoons. The worlds were bleak but beautiful, eerie but electric. At the same time, he was living inside the soundchips of machines like the ZX Spectrum, NES, and Mega Drive—systems that hummed, beeped, and crackled with strange life. Those early sounds never left; they just evolved.

His music doesn’t follow rules or trends. One moment it's dusty lo-fi techno, the next it’s eerie ambient, then suddenly it's chaotic 160 BPM jungle with warped pads and broken memories. Tracks like VizzerLine show just how deep the time capsule goes—an atmospheric 90s jungle homage that blends ghosted-out pads with rolling breaks and a dreamlike energy..

Voltaroxx doesn’t believe in “sticking to one style.” He follows moods, fragments, old files, and the static of ideas half-remembered from forgotten arcade cabinets or the background hum of a tube TV. Some days it’s electro with a sci-fi edge. Other days, it’s decayed ambient or synth-heavy jams with melodies that loop like a corrupted memory card.

He never really thought anyone would listen. These tracks were, and still are, made mostly for himself—just an outlet, a way to exorcise digital ghosts. So when people started listening, following, commenting—it was surreal. It still is. Every play, every follow means a lot. No PR machine. No hype. Just raw sound from a bedroom somewhere, echoing into the void and somehow landing in your headphones.

Thank you for tuning in. Really.
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