Feline Agency

SyneSeeder

Inkling (Original Mix)

Inkling

Swoon (Original Mix)

Swoon

Faux Coder (Original Mix)

Faux Coder

Abair Fuaim! (Original Mix)

Abair Fuaim!

Kiwano Dub (Original Mix)

Kiwano Dub

Tritonal Ziggurat (Original Mix)

Tritonal Ziggurat

Olivine (Original Mix)

Olivine

Throngs ov the Numinous (Original Mix)

Throngs ov the Numinous

Invasive Species (Original Mix)

Invasive Species

Trochaica

"Rinn an Telebhisean Fuaim Ne​ò​nach" [Dream of the Butterfly] (Original Mix)

"Rinn an Telebhisean Fuaim Ne​ò​nach" [Dream of the Butterfly] by SyneSeeder

"Rinn an Telebhisean Fuaim Ne​ò​nach" [Dream of the Butterfly]

Gravity Sling (Original Mix)

Gravity Sling

Where Your Headsat, Doctor Hoffman? (Original Mix)

Where Your Headsat, Doctor Hoffman? by SyneSeeder

Where Your Headsat, Doctor Hoffman?

Theme to a Near Future Dystopian Epic (Original Mix)

Theme to a Near Future Dystopian Epic by SyneSeeder

Theme to a Near Future Dystopian Epic

Quasar Jet Tourism Rethink (Original Mix)

Quasar Jet Tourism Rethink

Music for Slow Motion  Dance

Christian Wittman

 “I’ve been meaning to write to tell you how good "Music for Slow Motion Dance" is: an unassuming little masterpiece.”  (Stephen Hill, Hearts of Space Radio Program)


Following on from an experiment carried out a few years ago by Lightwave with Popdreams, a street dance and slow motion company, this ambient, minimalist album was conceived to accompany experimental, contemporary choreographies based on the slowness and fluidity of movements and postures, between the techniques of mime, moon walking and butō theater.

The concept behind this album is slowness, time stretched out, suspended, like a film in slow motion, where gestures and movements become a weightless choreography...

I composed this album with the gestures and expressivity of butō performers in my mind's eye, in a space-time other than our own, inviting us to think differently about our relationship to the body and the soul, to movement, but also to looking and listening...

This ambient album is an invitation to slow down and free ourselves from gravity, to reach the lightness of lunar angels...

“I’ve been meaning to write to tell you how good "Music for Slow Motion Dance" is: an unassuming little masterpiece.” (Stephen Hill, Hearts of Space Radio Program)
Following on from an experiment carried out a few years ago by Lightwave with Popdreams, a street dance and slow motion company, this ambient, minimalist album was conceived to accompany experimental, contemporary choreographies based on the slowness and fluidity of movements and postures, between the techniques of mime, moon walking and butō theater.
The concept behind this album is slowness, time stretched out, suspended, like a film in slow motion, where gestures and movements become a weightless choreography...
I composed this album with the gestures and expressivity of butō performers in my mind's eye, in a space-time other than our own, inviting us to think differently about our relationship to the body and the soul, to movement, but also to looking and listening...
This ambient album is an invitation to slow down and free ourselves from gravity, to reach the lightness of lunar angels...

Music for Slow Motion  Dance by Christian Wittman

Tension : Extension (Original Mix)

Tension : Extension

No Gravity. Pt. 1 (Original Mix)

No Gravity. Pt. 1

Time Stretching (Original Mix)

Time Stretching

Endless glissendi (Original Mix)

Endless glissendi

No Gravity. Pt. 2 (Original Mix)

No Gravity. Pt. 2

Levitation (Original Mix)

Levitation

Suspended Motion (Original Mix)

Suspended Motion

No Gravity (Extended Version) (Extended Version)

No Gravity (Extended Version)(Extended Version) by Christian Wittman

No Gravity (Extended Version)

Dharma

GOTARD

Lp. "Dharma" is the seventh album by L.P. and the tenth publication of the GOTARD musical project.
Vocals provided by: Lamia, T.M. and Darkgrace.
The inspiration for the album is Man's eternal striving to be better, to reject everything negative and to achieve full harmony with the world around him.

Lp. "Dharma" is the seventh album by L.P. and the tenth publication of the GOTARD musical project.
Vocals provided by: Lamia, T.M. and Darkgrace.
The inspiration for the album is Man's eternal striving to be better, to reject everything negative and to achieve full harmony with the world around him.

New World (Feat. T.M.Dymitr/S.A.Darkgrace) (Original Mix)

New World (Feat. T.M.Dymitr/S.A.Darkgrace) by GOTARD

New World (Feat. T.M.Dymitr/S.A.Darkgrace)

Inati (Original Mix)

Inati

Amazonia (Original Mix)

Amazonia

Gelung Masa (Original Mix)

Gelung Masa

Era (Original Mix)

Invisible City (Original Mix)

Invisible City

Alsahwa (Feat. T.M.Dymitr) (Original Mix)

Alsahwa (Feat. T.M.Dymitr)

Endless Journey (Original Mix)

Endless Journey

Dharma (Original Mix)

Between Worlds (Original Mix)

Between Worlds

Destination 2.0 (Original Mix)

Destination 2.0

New World Exit (Feat. T.M.Dymitr) (Original Mix)

New World Exit (Feat. T.M.Dymitr) by GOTARD

New World Exit (Feat. T.M.Dymitr)

Take Comfort

Behappy

Artist - Behappy
Album - N/A
Title - Take Comfort
Year - 2023
Genre - Experimental Black Metal
Drums performed by Kyra.

Lyrics
All solace is afflicted
Weighed upon by promises unfulfilled
The scale of which has been tied in place
In fear of revelation regarding the tipping point
Nor any form of baggage relinquished
That which we all too quickly set into motion
We soon all too quickly set in stone
Once it's got away from us
And ran its course
Now calcified in the wake of coming unrest
A population idly stares between discontent.
And you? 

Take comfort 
There is little else for you to know
Take comfort, 
and complain of it
To others sitting in their inadequacies
Take comfort, 
in the communal downfall
At least we'll all be "that guy"
Paid to do nothing, such freedom
A horizon via permits
When allotted, when allowed
So sit back and wither
In fantasy and virtual worlds
Dare not look
At the beautiful new world
You demanded...
Upon request.

Better to be a million and one make believes
Than to acknowledge yourself 
As it is, sitting, and mostly useless
Why not find someone down in the dumps
And tell them they are on top of the world
If not to take comfort 
In your shared reign
A mastery of self deception
Bolstered by a communal hopelessness
Where everyone is in on the act
Through fear, dependence or desperation
The mass of self branded individuals
Amongst billions
"Cannot see themselves for their persona's
An endless horde of the masked and thinly veiled
With nothing do to do in their lives
But pretend they were anything, anyone or anywhere else.
Behappy."


This track isn't truly "Finished", Due to massive file corruption this and another longer piece have found themselves "Stuck as is". Hope you enjoy, if possible.. regardless.

Find me elsewhere... 
https://be--happy.bandcamp.com/ 
(Bandcamp)
https://soundcloud.com/youwillbehappy 
(Soundcloud)
https://youwillbehappy.substack.com/
https://www.youtube.com/@BehappyBhairava/videos

Artist - Behappy
Album - N/A
Title - Take Comfort
Year - 2023
Genre - Experimental Black Metal
Drums performed by Kyra.
Lyrics
All solace is afflicted
Weighed upon by promises unfulfilled
The scale of which has been tied in place
In fear of revelation regarding the tipping point
Nor any form of baggage relinquished
That which we all too quickly set into motion
We soon all too quickly set in stone
Once it's got away from us
And ran its course
Now calcified in the wake of coming unrest
A population idly stares between discontent.
And you? 
Take comfort 
There is little else for you to know
Take comfort, 
and complain of it
To others sitting in their inadequacies
Take comfort, 
in the communal downfall
At least we'll all be "that guy"
Paid to do nothing, such freedom
A horizon via permits
When allotted, when allowed
So sit back and wither
In fantasy and virtual worlds
Dare not look
At the beautiful new world
You demanded...
Upon request.
Better to be a million and one make believes
Than to acknowledge yourself 
As it is, sitting, and mostly useless
Why not find someone down in the dumps
And tell them they are on top of the world
If not to take comfort 
In your shared reign
A mastery of self deception
Bolstered by a communal hopelessness
Where everyone is in on the act
Through fear, dependence or desperation
The mass of self branded individuals
Amongst billions
"Cannot see themselves for their persona's
An endless horde of the masked and thinly veiled
With nothing do to do in their lives
But pretend they were anything, anyone or anywhere else.
Behappy."
This track isn't truly "Finished", Due to massive file corruption this and another longer piece have found themselves "Stuck as is". Hope you enjoy, if possible.. regardless.
Find me elsewhere... 
<a href="https://be--happy.bandcamp.com/">https://be--happy.bandcamp.com/</a> 
(Bandcamp)
<a href="https://soundcloud.com/youwillbehappy">https://soundcloud.com/youwillbehappy</a> 
(Soundcloud)
<a href="https://youwillbehappy.substack.com/">https://youwillbehappy.substack.com/</a>
<a href="https://www.youtube.com/@BehappyBhairava/videos">https://www.youtube.com/@BehappyBhairava/videos</a>

Take Comfort (Original Mix)

A Crippled Depressive Left To Fester In Solitude (Original Mix)

A Crippled Depressive Left To Fester In Solitude

A Crippled Depressive Left To Fester In Solitude by Behappy

A Denial Of All Things Natural

Extreme Blackened Noise Music/Power Electronics 
https://open.substack.com/pub/youwillbehappy/p/a-denial-of-all-things-natural?r=2dn9sl&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web
Substack article for description above

Lyric Extract:
How could you save a world you've done nothing for
Screaming and shouting as directed
Whenever little miss tin pot extremist
Tugs at your puppet strings
Hearts and crafts
The technique's now perfect.
You want to save a world you never saw
By destroying people you've never met
And really it's just for the self
A cultivated self
Not cultivated by you
But by your daily intake of passive media
And law
The self of man in it's dying days
Lashing out desperately for any experience it hasn't yet had
As the realization finally dawns upon it
But too little too late
Clambers to destroy all in it's place
In bitter revenge for a life now regretted.
Time is but a schedule
And it's passing an inconvenience
And when your times up, it's up
And that's that
We're so often told.
It's all the here and now
Or if desperate
To be new wave and spiritual
with an entirely sculpted mind
Perhaps it's reincarnation
More of the here and now
But you don't believe it
You know there's nothing
Other than the ravings of hopeful idiots.
Those desperate for more than Ikea
And Mcfeelings
A hellish post-nature
Post-human
Perpetual life support
A system of man's creation
The fucking hive which drones endlessly.
It's much more efficient to regulate emotions
And direct them towards the onlookers
They'll barely know what's hit them
Likewise, they'll barely know what they've hit
In fact most will barely know a thing
Whatever keeps the balance
On that fucking screen.
You want save a world you've never known
Never tried to know
Never even desired to know
But of course it's all we've got
So you want to save a world you've never known
It's all there is
Wrapped about our universe
But greater than anyone
You want to do what you've been told
Or else you might have to face something natural 

Extreme Blackened Noise Music/Power Electronics 
<a href="https://open.substack.com/pub/youwillbehappy/p/a-denial-of-all-things-natural?r=2dn9sl&amp;utm_campaign=post&amp;utm_medium=web">https://open.substack.com/pub/youwillbehappy/p/a-denial-of-all-things-natural?r=2dn9sl&amp;utm_campaign=post&amp;utm_medium=web</a>
Substack article for description above
Lyric Extract:
How could you save a world you've done nothing for
Screaming and shouting as directed
Whenever little miss tin pot extremist
Tugs at your puppet strings
Hearts and crafts
The technique's now perfect.
You want to save a world you never saw
By destroying people you've never met
And really it's just for the self
A cultivated self
Not cultivated by you
But by your daily intake of passive media
And law
The self of man in it's dying days
Lashing out desperately for any experience it hasn't yet had
As the realization finally dawns upon it
But too little too late
Clambers to destroy all in it's place
In bitter revenge for a life now regretted.
Time is but a schedule
And it's passing an inconvenience
And when your times up, it's up
And that's that
We're so often told.
It's all the here and now
Or if desperate
To be new wave and spiritual
with an entirely sculpted mind
Perhaps it's reincarnation
More of the here and now
But you don't believe it
You know there's nothing
Other than the ravings of hopeful idiots.
Those desperate for more than Ikea
And Mcfeelings
A hellish post-nature
Post-human
Perpetual life support
A system of man's creation
The fucking hive which drones endlessly.
It's much more efficient to regulate emotions
And direct them towards the onlookers
They'll barely know what's hit them
Likewise, they'll barely know what they've hit
In fact most will barely know a thing
Whatever keeps the balance
On that fucking screen.
You want save a world you've never known
Never tried to know
Never even desired to know
But of course it's all we've got
So you want to save a world you've never known
It's all there is
Wrapped about our universe
But greater than anyone
You want to do what you've been told
Or else you might have to face something natural

A Denial Of All Things Natural by Behappy

A Denial Of All Things Natural (Original Mix)

Bathe In Ashes (Original Mix)

Bathe In Ashes

Cruelly shuffling in your seat
Impatiently, incapably
Restless in perpetual stultification
A fidgeting stupor
Growing more anxious by the day
Of what? if not more time
More dreaded time
To be wasted
Traffic passes uncomfortably
Thinly mocking your static nature
As the world outside grows more perceivably hostile
From within a room untarnished by sleep or company
Where intrusive thoughts are left unchecked
To be the norm, a cycle of doubts and hate
Slowly eroding any motivations
The mind learns to poison itself
Through an inability to accept such dissonance
Settling into the veneer of psychosis
Lack of anything becomes all too real
Lucid moments bring despondency
If not worse
Memory.


Artist - Behappy
Album - N/A
Track - A Crippled Depressive Left To Fester In Solitude
Year - 2023
Genre - Experimental Black Metal/Noise
Video Available here - youtu.be/3Z8TrzT2saM

The full Lyrics are too long to post here.

Cruelly shuffling in your seat
Impatiently, incapably
Restless in perpetual stultification
A fidgeting stupor
Growing more anxious by the day
Of what? if not more time
More dreaded time
To be wasted
Traffic passes uncomfortably
Thinly mocking your static nature
As the world outside grows more perceivably hostile
From within a room untarnished by sleep or company
Where intrusive thoughts are left unchecked
To be the norm, a cycle of doubts and hate
Slowly eroding any motivations
The mind learns to poison itself
Through an inability to accept such dissonance
Settling into the veneer of psychosis
Lack of anything becomes all too real
Lucid moments bring despondency
If not worse
Memory.
Artist - Behappy
Album - N/A
Track - A Crippled Depressive Left To Fester In Solitude
Year - 2023
Genre - Experimental Black Metal/Noise
Video Available here - youtu.be/3Z8TrzT2saM
The full Lyrics are too long to post here.

#longform