⟁ RITUAL BLUES — ICON EDITION ⟁

This is a collection of ritual blues written during absurd moments, sometimes tragic ones — ⚡ situations that pushed the Undersound Collective forward and became fuel for our rites. We shaped them into a small, hidden collection, meant for the few who can hear what lies beneath. ⟡

The sounds are crafted, not sampled. We rebuilt them with AI — but with intention, with care. In an era where everything is digital, even sound itself, we went back to the roots of vibration. Back to the origin of the mantra: repetition ✦ evolution ✦ transformation.

And in a world that feels dystopian, confused, on the edge of a nervous breakdown 🌑, we thought maybe someone needed calm. Because in the middle of a storm you can’t see the horizon. You wait for the clouds to open — and even if it’s still night, ☽ the moon reflects enough light to guide you ☾.

That’s the spirit of this album. ⟁

Many track titles are sigils, rebus, esoteric symbols we collected while wandering through the corridors of the occult. And you know what they say:

🔥 If you’re in hell, walk like you own the place. 🔥

We didn’t just walk with attitude — that’s not our way. We don’t believe in individualism, let alone “attitude”. We did the only logical thing: we sat down and observed. ☵ the changes ☷ the mood swings 🔥 the heat ❄️ the cold how far everything could stretch before breaking.

We’re still not sure. But one thing we know now: we have allies in hell. In the heavens… who knows. We’re just rebellious demons — we don’t fly that close to the sun. And the center of that power burns souls, makes them sterile. We prefer hiding in the shadow. ◐

Enjoy the sound journey: 🎸 double basses made by tying strings to wood 🥁 empty metal barrels turned into resonant chambers ⚡ guitars pushed through speakers like knives through basslines 🔊 tones, frequencies, impossible textures for a true sonic trip.

And honestly…

⟡ How do you even put a price on something like this? ⟡

My soul lives in light Way past your reach

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📩 Tutto inizia con una mail da Believe.“Mi dispiace, non possiamo approvare la release… perché nel titolo c’è un trattino.”

Un trattino! Un underscore! 🤦‍♂️La tragedia del secolo. Manco fosse esploso il server.

Mario guarda la mail e dice:“Ma da quando un underscore è illegale? Che siamo nella Corea del Nord dei metadati?” 😂


💾 Torniamo al ’99.Windows piangeva se mettevi uno spazio.Mac si strozzava con gli accenti 🥴.FTP ti tradiva più veloce di un cugino che ti deve dei soldi 💸.

E allora Mario impara la regola sacra:Usa l’underscore.Rispetta l’underscore.Diventa l’underscore. 🔑


⏩ Arriviamo al 2025.Gli “esperti” aggiornano gli algoritmi e improvvisamente l’underscore diventa proibito 🚫.Impuro. Non ammesso.Un salame digitale 🥓.

Believe riscrive:“Per favore rimuovere il trattino.”E Mario:“Se non sapete usare un underscore, che cavolo state programmando là fuori?” 🤷‍♂️


✨ Ma ecco il miracolo.Mario cerca “SGLL_666” su DuckDuckGo…E BOOM 💥!

    GitHub primo 🖥️

    SoundCloud primo 🎶

    YouTube primo 📺

    TikTok primo 📱

    Persino i siti della Bibbia dicono: “Ah sì, questo lo conosciamo” 📖

E lui su SoundCloud da due settimane.Zero marketing.Zero SEO.Zero niente.Solo l’underscore. 🙌


🤖 Ora gli algoritmi pensano che Mario sia un profeta digitale.Un rabbino dei metadati? No.Un Messia del glitch.

E Mario ride come un matto 🤣 perché sa la verità:“Io non sono nessuno…eppure sono più indicizzabile dei Måneskin.” 🎸


🌟 Questa è la storia.Un miracolo della stupidità moderna.Un glitch che brilla più di una stella di Natale ✨.

mi arresto il dissenso

piazze amare

ministro e dintorni

sogni elettrci

Kore an ais

l uomo coi caschi quadrati

Covid19 e le mie emozioni

mediana di bordo

🌒 Collettivo UNdersound — Night Transmission

🎙️ My Double Direction, My Soul’s in Ascension

🕯️ We release at night. Because night is when the soul listens. Because silence is a drum. Because the migrant, the walker, the rebel, the poet — they move in the dark. This is our transmission to them.

🎸 Lap Dobro in Open D slides like memory. 🪕 Banjo and mandolin whisper back porch spells. 🎹 Low piano rumbles like ancestral thunder. 🦋 Cicadas, wind, creaks — ambient ghosts of the Delta. 🦶 Foot-stomp percussion pulses primal. 🎷 Sax and upright bass carry the double direction — grounded and ascending.

This is not just music. It’s soul-food. It’s hoodoo blues. It’s ritual jazz. It’s poetic resistance.

🌍 For the ones who walk without maps. 🧳 For the ones who carry stories in their feet. 📜 For the ones who write with breath and rhythm.

We are Collettivo UNdersound. We release at night. We remain underground. We ascend.

My double direction my soul's in ascension

## 🇮🇹 Introduzione (Italiano)

🎛️ **Siamo SGLL666**  
Collettivo undersound di hacker, musicisti e spiriti liberi.  
Usiamo l’AI, ma non ci facciamo usare.  
Produciamo musica, la puliamo, la sigilliamo, la archiviamo.  
Abbiamo creato un sistema che elimina i metadati compromettenti, firma ogni traccia con un codice ritmico, e restituisce all’artista il controllo sul proprio suono.  
Non vendiamo l’AI. La suoniamo.  
Se sei qui, forse vibri come noi.

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## 🇬🇧 Introduction (English)

🎛️ **We are SGLL666**  
An undersound collective of hackers, musicians, and free spirits.  
We use AI, but we don’t let it use us.  
We produce music, clean it, seal it, and archive it.  
We’ve built a system that removes compromising metadata, signs each track with a rhythmic code, and gives artists back control of their sound.  
We don’t sell AI. We play it.  
If you’re here, maybe you vibrate like we do.

mi arresto il dissenso

Undersound Label

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