Bryce is a man who knows his way around a bassline. After a successful run through the Bass House scene - garnering support from DJ Snake, Oliver Heldens, Jauz, Fedde Le Grand and more - the pull of the UK sound became too strong and Alpha Rosa was born. 

His unique blend of DnB, UKG and 140 is locked, loaded and ready to arrive on the airwaves, in your playlists, record boxes and dance floors the world over.

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Say hi/send promo: alpharosamusic@gmail.com
MGMT/bookings: tom@latenitebusiness.com

if you're a DJ, msg me and I'll send you some freebies :)

Xaq Wu is a versatile artist, poet, musician, and film creator who has been producing captivating art films and music for over 20 years. He is deeply grateful for the support of those who have fueled his creative journey.

Music has no definition, no boundaries, no rules 

Music and artwork crafted by squishy fleshy human beings.
Thanks a million for your listens, comments, likes and reposts 🖤🖤🖤
This music expresses the joy of weaving sounds, textures and rhythms together.
Some older artwork made by models, when they were still silly.

T.D.

https://groups.google.com/g/CrazyHellRecordsOS

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Knowledge about stylistic preferences is valuable in that it makes inherent biases transparent,thus allowing them to capitalise on strengths and concentrate on improving (or living with) weaknesses. (Geisler-Brenstein and Schmeck, 1996 : 308).


godless
/ˈɡɒdləs/

adjective: godless
1.not believing in God.
"a sceptical, godless society"
2.without a god.
"humanity coming to terms with a godless world"

Christmas time is here and we have written our first ever Christmas song!! Out NOW!
Our latest album, 'SNAGGLETOOTH' is now available to purchase on vinyl @ https://elasticstage.com/soundcloud/releases/the-dc-sound-project-snaggletooth-album

The DC Sound Project. Eight albums deep and still going strong. It usually starts with a good old-fashioned jam session, then somehow ends in a coffee-fuelled recording marathon. We write songs about love, politics, heartbreak, and those occasional “what the hell is wrong with the world?” moments, all brewed fresh on the Wirral. Press play… it’s music therapy with better side effects!

We’re an independent duo creating everything from raw folk ballads to gritty blues-rock. Every video is carefully crafted with free footage and, sometimes, AI-generated visuals to tell the story behind the song.

💿 Albums: 
Snaggletooth (2025)
Addiction (2025)
Black Ice (2024)
Yellin’ at the Clouds (2024)
The Puppeteers (2024)
Burning Bridges (2023)
Rattlesnake (2023)
Melancholy Blue (2023)

🎶 Listen: SoundCloud • Spotify • Apple Music • Amazon • Facebook • Instagram • Twitch

Thanks for joining us on this journey, it’s all about the love of music! 🎶✨

Freelance translator, I'm also an amateur musician (don't have long experience but I'm determined to get better). I started to play the guitar back in June 2021. I enjoy listening to all types of music in which we can hear electric guitar or not. And if you plan to come and visit Lyon, gimme a shout. 

(Traducteur freelance, je suis également musicien amateur. [Encore peu expérimenté mais déterminé comme jamais]. J'apprends à jouer de la guitare depuis juin 2021. J'aime tous les genres musicaux avec guitare électrique ou pas. Et si tu passes à Lyon, fais-moi signe)

https://runnerwalkman.bandcamp.com/
https://mechanatura.com

The neon flicker of Hotel 87 bled into the midnight mist like a broken heartbeat. Roxy killed the ignition of her battered hover coupe and stepped into the humming night, Knax curling around her ankles with a mechanical purr. Above them, electric signs buzzed warnings she could no longer read - languages lost in the churn of compressed time.

Time Police cruisers blinked along the skyline, their sirens warped into ghostly howls by the static air. Roxy tugged the brim of her cracked racing cap lower over her eyes and adjusted the drive compressor on her belt. She had no time to lose, not tonight. Not with Rain’s last transmission still pulsing weakly through the Nexus.

Inside, Hotel 87 smelled like ozone and lost dreams. Holographic guests shimmered between floors, replaying loops from a century ago. At the front desk, a synth-masked concierge gave a mechanical nod, slipping Roxy a black data chip under the guise of exchanging room keys.

"TY Mountain," the synth whispered, voice glitching on the last syllable. "She's waiting for you there."

Knax let out a low growl, his fur sparking with the faint blue glow of danger. Roxy tucked the chip into her jacket and shot a glance at the mirror behind the desk. In the reflection, a Time Officer's badge gleamed like a silver bullet.

The chase had already begun.

She tightened her gloves, tapped her communicator, and smiled beneath the neon haze.

"Come on, Knax," she murmured. "Let's burn some time."

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