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Rock'n'Roll years, hormone pogo, Lysergic Emanation, the Sovereigns of Rochester and to hell with the rest. What if you accidentally find a record and you get the urge to jump on the desk in your underwear, with arthritis, debts, the damn face of a colleague, expired insurance, car inspection, and the public debt?
Rock'n'Roll years, hormone pogo, Lysergic Emanation, the Sovereigns of Rochester and to hell with the rest.
What if you accidentally find a record and you get the urge to jump on the desk in your underwear, with arthritis, debts, the damn face of a colleague, expired insurance, car inspection, and the public debt?
Experience the raw power and spirit of 80s garage punk with The Bidons' Clamarama—listen now and revive the rock'n'roll rebellion!
Minimal, innocent melodies that open the heart with their purity. A silver key to dream, to open a forgotten chest in a heart hardened by life.
Minimal, innocent melodies that open the heart with their purity.
A silver key to dream, to open a forgotten chest in a heart hardened by life.
Listen to 231 + Foresteppe’s tender melodies and rediscover the magic of childhood innocence through music.
The magical strings of Steven R. Smith fly in a solitary desert amidst psychedelic aromas and imaginary unspoiled landscapes. Grains of notes are scented with unspoiled nature, endless spaces rippled by winds that whisper forgotten folk legends of lands suspended in time.
The magical strings of Steven R. Smith fly in a solitary desert amidst psychedelic aromas and imaginary unspoiled landscapes.
Grains of notes are scented with unspoiled nature, endless spaces rippled by winds that whisper forgotten folk legends of lands suspended in time.
Dive into the mystical sounds of The Great Unwinding and explore Ulaan Passerine's psychedelic desert journey today!
The Voice is genetically introjected into a synthetic dimension, a continuous dark enveloping transformation. Mass at the boundaries of Everything.
The Voice is genetically introjected into a synthetic dimension, a continuous dark enveloping transformation.
Mass at the boundaries of Everything.
Dive into the immersive world of Crepuscular Hour and experience the fusion of voice and machine in a groundbreaking sound journey.
If a hip hop album sounded like a dark metropolis, it would be Asphalt For Eden. The album appeals even to those not familiar with hip hop, preferring to lose themselves in foggy soundscapes like ambient shoegaze.
If a hip hop album sounded like a dark metropolis, it would be Asphalt For Eden.
The album appeals even to those not familiar with hip hop, preferring to lose themselves in foggy soundscapes like ambient shoegaze.
Discover the haunting urban soundscape of Dalek's Asphalt For Eden—listen now and journey through a dark hip hop metropolis.
"# N/A is an elaborate equation by the rock trio and revised by Mr. Adrian Sherwood. The result is practically an electro record." "Here, the underlying monotony reaches alarming levels; I don’t feel soul but only a cold, aseptic succession of numbers."
"# N/A is an elaborate equation by the rock trio and revised by Mr. Adrian Sherwood. The result is practically an electro record."
"Here, the underlying monotony reaches alarming levels; I don’t feel soul but only a cold, aseptic succession of numbers."
Listen to Nisennenmondai’s # N/A and decide if the electro perfection captivates or leaves you cold.
They launch volleys of destruction, anguish, pain, obsession but in their own way also sweetness. In this world of despair, solitude, isolation, screams, tears, and blood, no one deserves happiness.
They launch volleys of destruction, anguish, pain, obsession but in their own way also sweetness.
In this world of despair, solitude, isolation, screams, tears, and blood, no one deserves happiness.
Dive into The Body's 'No One Deserves Happiness' for a challenging and unforgettable sonic journey!
A banquet with expired, soured dishes, they don’t want to be liked but if I’m not mistaken we like them ugly, dirty, and bad. Helios Creed in full end-of-the-world paranoia finds himself playing free jazz with the Magic Band in an industrial slaughterhouse.
A banquet with expired, soured dishes, they don’t want to be liked but if I’m not mistaken we like them ugly, dirty, and bad.
Helios Creed in full end-of-the-world paranoia finds himself playing free jazz with the Magic Band in an industrial slaughterhouse.
Explore the gritty world of Wolf Eyes and experience the raw power of 'I Am A Problem: Mind In Pieces' today!
Colors, lively sounds, and colors. You easily navigate between sci-fi themes, easy mid-century modern To Rococo Rot, dub from advertisements conjured from the minds of sunny Mouse on Mars in flip-flops cruising a sunlit highway dedicated to Kraftwerk.
Colors, lively sounds, and colors.
You easily navigate between sci-fi themes, easy mid-century modern To Rococo Rot, dub from advertisements conjured from the minds of sunny Mouse on Mars in flip-flops cruising a sunlit highway dedicated to Kraftwerk.
Listen to Saroos' TARDIS now and experience a fresh twist on classic krautrock and electronic music!
The blue sky painted in the inexplicable heights. Ah straziante meravigliosa bellezza del creato.
The blue sky painted in the inexplicable heights.
Ah straziante meravigliosa bellezza del creato.
Discover the poetic melodies and atmospheric sounds of A. Shark's '45'—listen now and be transported to a painted sky of music.
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