Psyler is a mixed media arts curator, dj, producer and obtainer of antiquities.  

Before time was known to be a physical interlocked rule of nature. When life was nothing but mere primordial stew oozing, bubbling and slurping though mother earths veins.  With a violent crack sliding throughout the now very quiet antisocial universe, there was heard a devastating sonic discord tearing at the seams of the atmosphere.  In a cacophony of chaotic vibrational pandemonium, birthed though what they called "Red Smoke" a massive meteorite emerged descending towards this young round object now referred to as Earth.  Nothing like this event had ever been witnessed and never will be again in this realm.  Even the gods were thrown back in their expensive gold and ivory lazy-boy's their pipes strewn though centuries. 

Little be known this massive meteor was carrying a very intriguing cargo… 

A strange bio-matter from another universe, unspeakably distant (distant indeed) from this hilarious solar system was stowed away frozen in peace.  This bulky, unflattering and odd shaped vessel compacted the dirt with such force it sent shock waves though time-space and YES!  Twas' even felt in the nether sectors cognitive ether-sphere of "life/brain-cloud". This location that had been chosen for landing was prefect for life to prosper as well as vastly unappealing, at the time.  The right type of footwear to traverse this muck had yet to be manifested. This murky bog swamp, somewhere privy to the coast of what we now consider "South America" had been chosen as it's final stop on 3 trillion light-year trip though the tangible Multiverse. 

Out of the ashes of this Moldavite super-storm the once frozen and preserved bacteria began to take form and grow. Spreading like wildfire this awkward mass was rapidly evolving and beginning to take shape.  This atypical life form wasn't going to let this foreign territory overcome it's destiny. Source had chosen this fractal timeline and location and Source gets what Source wants.  Source longs and beckons for harmony to once more reign true. The very entity that created all of what you see, hear, and experience.  You see sometime not too long after this big-bang business the nomenclature we call Source became weary of the bellowing of gaseous unbearable frequencies this universe's planets were expelling.   Without rest Uranus and Neptune would inhale gasses from Jupiter and fail miserably trying to mock the beautiful songs the plants and trees from Nibiru and Earth would sing. 

Surpassing the chaotic bombardment of sound waves upon his arrival and ages along the chain of evolution. Pslyer has strived to bring himself to a very much balanced sonance.  It's about time since he road in here on a damn fiery rock devastating the ear holes of any life form that possessed this sense.  He made a pact with mother earth and source to one day write and perform a symphony that would revoke his rude thunderous entrance to this world.  Traversing the auric kingdom comes as first nature to this interesting light being.  Instantly you will notice something unfamiliar maybe mysterious and misunderstood yet inviting and warm. In his expansive travels though the dimensions he hath found his home in the formidable swamp.  And he has chosen a very comfy bog the natives call, Los Angeles.

RRADE is a DJ & producer based in Aachen, Germany.

RHYTHMIC RESONANCE EP - OUT NOW!!!!

Label releases:
Valakia, Barcelona, ESP
Cartel Recordings, Berlin, GER
Katana, Cologne, GER
Physical Techno Recordings, Aachen, GER
Not Human, Aachen, GER

Podcast releases:
Kluster, Paris, FRA
Synoid, Berlin, GER
Enneatrax, Berlin, GER
Cartel Recordings, Berlin, GER
Nyctophilia, Cologne, GER
Demimonde, Cologne, GER
Nacht, Aachen, GER
Not Human, Aachen, GER

Starting his journey in a childhood bedroom in Jena, Christian Reich has evolved into a respected DJ since 1999. His musical repertoire spans Organic House, Afro House, and Techno, and his sets are known for their driving grooves and hypnotic beats.

Christian has played at some of Europe's most renowned clubs, including the Source Club in Oslo, Comfort 13 in Tel Aviv, U60311 in Frankfurt am Main, Sass Club in Vienna, Kassablanca in Jena, Fate Club in Berlin, and Centrum in Erfurt. His residency at Lysa Club in Hermsdorf and releases on labels such as Legotek Records, Moma, and Asymmetric Dip underscore his musical prowess.

What sets Christian apart are his unique influences from South America, Africa, and Asia. His sets are energetic and interactive, and he has a talent for creating a trance-like dancing atmosphere. His background as a Tantra teacher allows him to connect deeply with the crowd and direct the energy in the room.

Musically, he was shaped in the '90s by the local techno scene in Erfurt and Leipzig, with influences from artists like Marusha and Mark Oh and the Love Parades. Labels such as Freude am Tanzen and DJs like Matthias Kaden, Marek Hemmann, Matthias Tanzmann, and the Wighnomy Brothers have significantly influenced his development. His travels to South America and Asia, participation in shamanic ceremonies, and practices in Tantra and Yoga continuously inspire him and infuse his music.

Christian aims to promote the culture of conscious clubbing. He is dedicated to creating a natural high through music, free from chemical substances. For him, electronic music is a spiritual experience, a meditation that brings listeners back to themselves and their bodies, recognizing the body as something sacred.

After moving from Düsseldorf to Cologne in 2023, Christian has a dynamic personal history. He was once a corporate consultant, is divorced, and now works as a Tantra teacher and men's coach. His deep love for music and experiences with shamanic Ayahuasca ceremonies shape his unique perspective as a DJ.

Taken By Sanity is an emerging pop alternative group from Calgary, Alberta known for their unique blend of indie pop and rock melodies and captivating live performances. Established in 2016 by instrumentalist brothers Blaine and Blair, the two joined forces with high-energy vocalist Jonah Morris and have been writing, recording and performing their original music ever since. Following their debut release City of Contrast and EP Saturn Days, Paper Child is an enthralling single that follows a conversation between an individual and an idealized version of their younger self, during a time of emotional stress; a plea to reconnect with a side of themselves that had been lost in time. The band’s latest project is an honest and exciting development in their discography.

Taken By Sanity are recipients of the 2019 YYC Music Awards Peoples Choice Award, Top 10 CBC Searchlight 2019 Finalists, and finalist in the Yangaroo Indie Spotlight 2020. They were also nominated for Group of the Year, People's Choice Award, and the Zackariah and The Prophets Memorial Award at the 2020 YYC Music Awards. Finding success through their genuine passion and identifiable sound, Taken By Sanity is gaining momentum in the Calgary live music scene and is only getting started.

Wishing Chair Records. Wishing chair records because falling  trees make a sound even when no one is listening. Wishing Chair records aims to provide a varied non genre driven array of music, soundscapes and audio visual delights.
 Multiple format releases including limited release downloads
 via soundcloud and Physical releases via CD, Vinyl and in limited numbers, cassette tape. 
 Wishing Chair records is home to Artists including;
 Darkships.
 Circles of Seven.
 Longdog Jordan and the wages of sin.

 Commercial success or accessibility are not the prime criteria for Wishing chairs output. Falling Trees make a sound when no one is there to hear.

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Born Anthony Michael Marsh in San Diego, California on October 18th, 1984. Ampsterdam was born into what he would later refer to as an instant dance with the devil. His father left his mother before he was born and Amp was forced to learn the ways of manhood from his two older half brothers, who were both very young members at the time of the infamous California originated street gang "The Crips". Rewinding back to his earlier childhood. Ampsterdam experience molestation at the hands of a family memeber followed by a brush with death at the age of 4, when he fell from a high rise apartment window and had to be airlifted to a local children's hospital. After regaining his consciousness hours later, Amp walked away with only a few bruises and minor lacerations. The fall should have been fatal. This is the first testament to his belief that a higher power is protecting him so he can fulfill a divine purpose of healing this world with his voice, But he wouldn't  understand how to help change the world, unless he endured the pain of the world. This meant that he would be raised by a neglectful parent. He would be bullied by people of every color for being mixed. His own family would despise his type of creation. He would be hated for his multicultural background, and envied for his ability to relate and empathize with the struggles of other cultures. From the beginning of life he would face discrimination and hatred for thing's he was unable to help. Amp was born, an ultimate victim of hate crimes, but this would mold him into the loving, persevering, and talented artist he would become. In 1994 after one of Ampsterdam's brothers was arrested in connection with a vandalism ring going around San Diego; the state of California gave his mother the option of moving the troubled child out of the state, or letting the state hold him in juvenile detention until the age of 18. Amp's mother chose to send his brother to Columbia, South Carolina to live with his grandparents. Amp's mom would later move them to South Carolina to live as well. Moving To the east coast was no better for Amp's family. It would only compound the already existing problems in there life with more malicious dilemma's. His brothers would both resume gang banging on there newly found gang curious turf. They would also continue having run ins with law enforcement. His mother would remain neglectful to them for sake of her own pleasures and pursuits. His father was still missing. As Amp grew up dealing with the culture shock and having to adjust to the racially tense southern stigma he was living under; he began to struggle with school as well. Amp began skipping school, because of constant bullying by his classmates. Being that he was from a lower class family; he didn't have the nice clothes, shoes, and other accessories that seemed to be so important to this Southern culture he was experiencing.   Ampsterdam began smoking in middle school and later doing drugs in highschool. From there his downward spiral would begin to gain speed. He found solace in hanging out and excessively smoking weed with his older neighborhood peers in the notorious Columbia, South Carolina's Route 48 neighborhood. During this time he also found another comfort to ease the pain of a life unraveled. When his middle to oldest brother Jermaine came home from prison and heard him singing an Usher song called "my way" alone in his bedroom, he offered to let Amp sing the chorus on a song he had written called "Hard Times". From there, 14 year old Amp went into a professional studio for the first time to record his brothers lyrics. The song was good! It gained him instant notoriety in his neighborhood. The little fame he experienced gave him a high greater than any drug he had ever taken. He was hooked. Music was now his love. From that day forward, music became his darling. Although, Even with his new found happiness in the wings; Amp never escaped the pressures of a neglectfully negative childhood. After meeting a new man, falling in love and giving birth to twin girls, Amp's mom  devoted her life to her new family like she never had to he and his brothers. Feeling like a man who was never a boy, Amp began to fight constant battles with his mother who was oblivious to his childhood struggles, which were now reflecting in his teenage years. By 15, Ampsterdam was kicked out of his mother and step fathers house to go live with his brother Jermaine and a cosine in an environment counter productive to a teenagers needs. Surrounded by heavy weed smoke, exotic dancers, sex, drugs, and alcohol; Amp was in a rebel teens heaven. As the years past, Ampsterdam repeated the 9th grade 3 times and by 17 decided to give up on school altogether. He dropped out of high school in 2002 in order to make more money to support himself in the street life he was thrust into. At the age of 20 Amp's then girlfriend gave birth to his son Cameron Anthony Marsh. Two years after they had his daughter Carmen Nicole. His kids instantly became his inspiration to fulfill his destiny to be one of the greatest recording artists in history. With his son and daughter here, he now had more reason to strive for greatness. His newest goal became giving them the life that he was never afforded. But, overtime Amp continued to struggle with life in general. He couldn't hold down a job, because his mind was always on music. No other line of work in the world, regardless of the pay off, could keep him from chasing his dreams to be star. Eventually he took his music on the road, going all over the country from Los Angles, Hollywood, and New York; to Las Vegas where he lived for a year, after separating from the mother of his two kids. After several years of coasting through cities and continuous denial by major record labels, Amp was now like his father. He was a rolling stone. He would go months upon months without seeing or speaking to his kids. He was becoming a horrible father just like his very own. Baring this title has been the hardest thing for him to take, but he knows if he is going to gain the world for his children, there must be great sacrifice. As a fan of the late Bruce Lee, Ampsterdam incorporated Lee's martial arts principle of never limiting yourself to one style into his music. Amp began to blend Hip Hop, R&B, Pop, Funk, Rock, and Mosh, creating a supreme style of music he calls "Super Music". After a face to face meeting with the Vice President of A&R at Def Jam Recordings Lenny "Lenny S" Santiago, Amp walked away with the praise that his music was extraordinary, but needed branding. He would have to get his fan base up and grow a bigger following. Today he is working harder than he ever to gain that following and to prove to the world that he is here to set his carbon footprint in platinum and enter the annuls of history as one of the greatest artist to ever impact the world in a positive way with his music. He is a member and founder of The White Flag Army, which is a peaceful movement of all walks of life that adorn the white flag of peace on their person in public to show that war is not necessary in the struggle for peace. Peace now and peace always! Join The revolution!!! Team Ampsterdam!!

I will never be a well behaved woman.

I would rather pass my days lying in the middle of dirt roads, staring at the full moon with a bottle of summer red in my palms.

I would rather have kids when it suits me, not when society expects or throws shoulds.

I would rather live in a hammock on a beach for six months, and write like my soul means it.

I would rather be horribly broke at times, than married to a job because a mortgage payment has my ass on a hook.

I would rather own moments, than investments.

I would rather eat alone, than sit with women who bore me at 'Wives’ Night.”

I would rather swim naked with bioluminescence, have it fall like fireflies from my hair, my breasts, my back.

I would rather do handstands naked in the moonlight when no one’s watching than pick bridesmaid dresses.

I would rather drink seven year old rum from a sandy bottle, smell of smoke and ash than sit in church.

I would rather learn from life than rack up debt, in a desk.

I would rather drink the ocean, again and again—celebrate being madly alive.

I would rather my love be defined by love itself, and nothing more or less.

I don’t need a ring on my finger to prove that I am in love.

I would rather take the chicken bus, than spend useless money in safe gated communities. Sit beside a goat, listen to raggaeton and eat green mango with sugar in a plastic bag sold from the woman who harasses the bus each time it stops.

I do not need a degree to prove that I am intelligent.

I do not need to own a piece of earth with some wood on top of it—to feel successful. No one truly owns the land, anyway—we just think we do.

My savings account has diddly to do with my richness.
I would rather sprawl my single ass out like a lioness each morning and enjoy each corner of my empty bed.

I will take a job I love and freedom over a pension, any day.

I will not work and work and work to live when my body is old and I am tired.

Stocks are for people who get boners from money.

Not everyone should have kids, and my eggs aren’t expiring.

I will not drink the societal Kool-Aid on a bus, nor will I drink it on a train.
Not on a plane, with a goat, in the rain, in the dark, in a tree, with a fox, in a box!

I will not jump through societies’ hoops and red tape, the treasure hunt in the rat race we chase.

If we must have milestones—mine will be measured by how much joy I have collected at the end of each day and how often in this life I have truly, deeply, opened.

Seek, see, love, do.

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