0:00 - Con Sequence (Original Mix) by Mango, Haen
3:35 - One Day at a Time (Extended Mix) by Trilucid
6:37 - Carnal Emotion (Extended Mix) by Estiva, Jess Ball
8:42 - Carnal Emotion (Fehrplay Extended Remix) by Estiva, Jess Ball
11:04 - Kaleidoscope (Extended Mix) by Augusto Dassano, Joaco Salerno
13:12 - Exit (PCP (BE) Mix) by Lou8, PCP (BE)
16:03 - Symphonie (Extended Mix) by Ten Years From Now
17:32 - Bluemoon (Extended Mix) by Jaron Inc.
21:39 - Prisoner (Extended Mix) by DANCCER
26:10 - Unquiet (Original Mix) by Tarms Baum
28:40 - No One (Original Mix) by Neuralis
31:19 - Sensible (Original Mix) by Stan Kolev
34:54 - Inspire (Extended Mix) by Jaron Inc.
39:46 - Wishing (Extended Mix) by Sinful Biz
42:18 - Interchange (Original Mix) by Minicied
46:25 - A Morning’s Promise (Original Mix) by We’re Brothers
52:32 - Fragments (Original Mix) by Dulcet

Spring Set - 2024

Bass-driven electronic project blending techno, progressive, and future acid. Known for immersive soundscapes and heavy low-end, Kik Science delivers transmissions built for the floor and the circuit.

Each release and set channels atmosphere ∴ intensity ∴ precision — shaping the underground frequency.

Label: Sub Sync Records (@subsyncrecords)
Affiliates: G-Mafia Records (São Paulo) ⌖ Mustache Crew (Brazil) ⌖ Galactic Bamboo
SSR HQ: @subsyncrecords
Axis: YYC ⇌ BER

◉ Our story continues…

The breach settled behind them.

Not closed —

waiting.

Neon stepped forward.

The ground shimmered like metal dust suspended in air.

“It’s reacting,” she said.

“To us?”

Thorne knelt.

The particles shifted, forming thin lines —

shapes —

geometry.

A language.

Not written.

Assembled.

“These aren’t symbols,” Thorne whispered.

“They’re instructions.”

The Coranthium hovered low, humming, as though reading what neither of them could.

Dust spiraled upward.

A low-frequency pulse rippled out — deeper, heavier, like pressure rising from below.

Neon staggered.

“That sound—”

“It’s not sound,” Thorne said.

“It’s depth.”

The dust shifted again.

The shapes locked.

A cipher completed.

Then —

everything went still.

A voice formed inside the silence:

“Depth is a direction. Not below — within.”

Neon’s pulse aligned.

Something old and unseen moved beneath the surface.

“Thorne…”

“I know,” he said.

“We’re not reading it.

It’s reading us.”

The dust fractured —

not falling, not scattering —

rearranging with purpose.

One final line emerged:

“Awaken the charge.”

The Coranthium brightened.

A new pulse hit them —

clean, heavy, unignorable.

The ground trembled.

Something huge, dormant, mechanical —

turned.

—