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One Track Before Diof

Lyrics:
I Must Not Fear.
Fear is the mind killer.
And fear is the little death that brings
Total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me,
And through me.
I must not
…. Fear

Art by Seav

Siegi

I Must Not Fear

SN5F is finally here! Feast your ears on a variety of contemporary electronic tracks made by artists from the ex-Yugoslav region!

From beats and club tools to dark and heavy compositions, this 12-track compilation is definitely going to make you stop and listen!

Master: Shao
Cover: DVMIR

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ICYTWAT - NEED U (Fujita Pinnacle Legal Edit)

uppy yeah, uppy yeah

Today, LA producer and underground dance-fantasy legend @benedek_music announces his new EP, and Apron Records debut, “Zebrano” - out 30th September 2022. The EP features vocals from DC's dreamcastmoe and R&B icon Devin Morrison.

Lead single “In The Air” (featuring rising Canadian-Ghanaian LA-based singer AKUA, who's lent her distinct spellbinding vocals to artists like Robyn, Blood Orange, Dean Blunt and more) is Benedek’s first collaborative release since his 2011 single with Dam-Funk and is self-described as “music to cruise the LA streets to - jeep bumpers and late summer slammers.”

The tripped-out accompanying visuals are directed by NTS regular and film-maker Kristina McCormick aka DIET CLINIC. “The hallucinatory analogue processing lends itself perfectly to the potent rush of love at first sight ❤️‍🔥”, she explains of the video..

Benedek - In the Air (ft. AKUA)

Seavans is back with this new track, Sound Pictures.
An uplifting melancholic, piano driven house track for dancefloors, roadtrips or even your morning runs.

Sound Pictures

Seavans - Sound Pictures

Annual General Meeting Record (Volume 2)

To Dust

@genotcentre

GRAFFITO by CORPORATION (Keru Not Ever & Racine) is a volatile point cloud forged from a peculiar alloy, a paradoxical blueprint inviting multiple readings. Various perspective lines can be tracked but it never becomes explicit what space, what landscape, which geometry is being sketched, where these lines of inquiry precisely converge. The sound approach is diagonal, smeared, aerosolized - but as the diffusive movement advances the quantitative turns qualitative and moments of pure texture turn ornate, verticalized again - the phase transition is complete. During this state of emergence, iridescent precipitations, multi scale order and newly formed domains ossify, only to venture into the fracture zone again, to crumble into dust, to roll along the path of entropy. Yet time linearity has no business here and many crossroads are offered, insinuations to loop back, to overlay, to spin the arrow of time like a top - resulting in an entangled sound agglomerate that is transient in contradictory senses: with both a fleeting, elusive aspect as well as the intermittent sharp time differential. 

xxxxxxxxTHINKING THE THINKING OF GRAFFITOxxxxxxxxx

"(Music slowly fading out…) What to do when one gets asked to write a description? It is in this question that the space of the circular drawing of Graffito appears. Music accompanies, but always traces and presents itself as a metaphor; the words, the sentences are tragically peripheral, to the point where they, not knowing where to place themselves, constantly miss the show. It’s impossible to get out of it, the metaphor waits for us, stalking us and asking for its clarification indefinitely, like a demon on our shoulder or a virus in our stomach: what did you have to say? "Express yourself!" It would be tempting to say anything about it, but it would be unbreathable, the request will always be made, against our desire, from its periphery, in front of its law. 
So Graffito is a gift to our inability to say anything. It is there, its gaze passing each day, more and more alien to us, multiplying itself, weaving itself, becoming what we would never have believed it, like a child becoming ineluctably stronger than his hosts, his parents. But the gift remains, the murmur never ceases: infinite-generosity. We read cards and here’s what was written: "smog powder blindness endless sun of a land like no other". Cards force you to shut up: gratitude-à-la-John Cage. "Isn’t it that the description will be the projection of what we would like to project? Naturally, the answer is simple, are you moron? — I guess, but at least I feel the warm wind melt around my hand and my shaved skull, like in a car ride (where the smell is a fine balance of honey and tar), and I can not tell if this feeling is close to The Metaphor, its reality or to a polyphonic laughter I’ll never ever seize. It’s better now, isn’t it?" (…The lulling music is still playing from the terrace, immaturely.)"

https://genot.bandcamp.com/album/graffito

I Must Not Fear

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