A love story tangled in the underworld. Between rain-washed alleys and the weight of unspoken rules, desire collides with loyalty in a city that never forgives.

Lyrics : 

He stands in rain,
holding no chain,
eyes like a flame,
whisper my name.

Hanazawa-san,
the iron hand,
rules every street,
blood on his feet.

But I see him,
past all the sin,
in neon glow,
he walks too slow.

Uri sarang,
it feels so wrong,
yet here we hide,
side by side.

He’s not the heir,
he doesn’t care,
he breaks the code,
takes my load.

My appa’s men,
come back again,
knives in the smoke,
swear it’s no joke.

We dance in bars,
beneath the scars,
with jazz and rain,
love feels insane.

Geuttae neowa,
we run so far,
from all the crime,
love has no time.

Midnight_Express

His Shadow

Dark Earl a shadows and light sorceror who roams through transmutating from mystery into sublime, immersive worlds that are singular and mesmerising.
Influenced by dark trip-hop and beat oriented electronic textures with innervining rhythms, he fuses some depth into the darkness of despair background with notes of redemption and escape.
Dark Earl, hailing from a polyglot melting pot, interprets the borders of his multi-ethnic sounds. By his tracks it as if stories – usually contemplating where every note holds feeling and each pause perpetuates reflection.
Amateur music productionist from the beginning back in 2003, Dark Earl evolved his sound and gone into the realms of experimental weirdness and outlandishness.
He refuses to limit himself to a 1-genre domination and finds outlet where music is more than just a quest for empire, but freedom and authenticity.
He is one of the most important figures today in a group of young artists supporting hands-on, and collaborating with DJs, sound engineers as well as singers from all over.
Dark Earl is not a producer, he makes experiences.

Born in Marseille and now based in Paris, Anisa Boualem is a 31-year-old French-Algerian singer who turns emotions into melodies like secrets whispered to the sky. With a voice both fragile and fearless, she navigates genres like chanson, soul, electro-folk, and modern French touch. Her music walks a line between dream and confession, southern sun and northern twilight. Anisa doesn’t sing to be heard she sings to make silence resonate.


Née à Marseille, bercée par les vagues et les voix du sud, Anisa Boualem est une chanteuse française d’origine algérienne, installée aujourd’hui à Paris. À 31 ans, elle compose des chansons comme on raconte des secrets à la lune. Anisa jongle avec les genres chanson française, soul, jazz, électro organique et sa voix tantôt douce, tantôt rugueuse, évoque les silences pleins, les souvenirs qui dansent, et les émotions à fleur de peau. Son art est une passerelle entre les rives : entre Alger et Pigalle, entre l’intime et le cosmos.

Lo-Feelers is a soulful, lo-fi collective born in the golden in-betweens of jazz, R&B, indie groove, and analog nostalgia. Their name echoes their essence: they feel deeply, but never loudly.
Formed between Paris, Oran, and nowhere in particular, the band brings together a blend of poetic melancholy and rhythmic subtlety. Feeling Café, their debut album, is a musical café without walls a place where memory, melody, and silence come to sip together.

🎤 Members:
* Anissa Boualem – vocals A velvet voice that carries both grief and irony, singing like she's writing a letter she’ll never send.
* Nabil C – vocals, guitar Minimalist crooner, guitar poet. Brings cinematic textures and late-night confessions to every track.
* Midi14 – bass Silent anchor of the group. His grooves walk between shadows and daylight.
* TT Williams – keys / synth The sound alchemist. From dusty Rhodes to dreamy synths, he paints air with harmony.
* Agogosax – drums, saxophone, experimental textures Jazz rebel. One-man brass section. His playing bends time, like a loop that never settles.

Lo-Feelers don’t perform they whisper. 
Their music doesn’t push it invites. 
It doesn’t shout it lingers.
Their debut Feeling Café is not just an album, it’s a room in your memory.

Tokyo_Nights is a masked trio from Tokyo, shrouded in mystery and wrapped in neon shadows. Multi-instrumentalists with roots deep in the city’s electric veins, they translate Tokyo’s sleepless nights into cinematic EDM landscapes. Their sound fuses the high-energy pulse of kawaii beats with the soulful breath of traditional Japanese instruments most notably the shakuhachi flute morphed into a futuristic, almost cybernetic voice.
Always masked, their identities remain unknown. We do not know who is the man and who is the woman—only that their chemistry is undeniable. Each performance is an open-air movie, their music unfolding like scenes lit by street lamps, billboards, and the moon. Perfection for them is found in imperfection: glitchy textures, recycled sounds from daily life, scratches and distortion, all played with absolute precision. They are the soundtrack of a generation born into a world of perfect production, now chasing the beauty of the imperfect.

A Man On Acid is a Finnish DJ and producer shaped by the underground rave culture of the 90s. Known for his hypnotic 140 BPM acid techno, he blends rolling basslines, piercing rave sirens, and industrial percussion into a raw and addictive sound. His sets and productions capture the atmosphere of abandoned warehouses, neon-green lasers, and the iconic acid smiley sprayed on cracked concrete walls.
While rooted in acid techno, his music reaches further: certain tracks carry the melodic touch of Russian influences, others echo the cold mysticism of Finnish folklore, or the restless energy of industrial warzones. Still, the heart of his sound is uncompromising acid, fast, heavy, and meant for sweat-drenched nights where the crowd loses itself in repetition.

rare_version is a label for what hides between the lines. Lost takes, demos, deleted cuts, and fragments that were never meant to be seen. Nothing polished, nothing staged. Just rare moments, released as they are.

EDMT is a Tokyo-based duo whose sound was born in the underground clubs of Shibuya and shaped by the sleepless glow of the city. Known for their powerful collaborations with female vocalists, they build a bridge between intimate storytelling and explosive festival energy.
Their music avoids the clichés of EDM by weaving narratives into every drop. Vocals are not simply decoration but central to the journey, carrying fragile emotions into monumental sonic structures. In their productions, basslines roar like racing engines, synths shimmer like neon reflections, and atmospheres stretch as wide as Tokyo’s skyline after midnight.
Before their debut, EDMT gained recognition with underground remixes and live performances where their aggressive yet melodic style stood out. With Neon Highways, their first official album, they present a complete vision: EDM as both poetry and weapon, Tokyo as both city and myth, and music as both memory and acceleration.