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We are backkkkkkkkk 🌀🌀🌀🌀 and with a very special guest for the first mix of the year sibi-lo @sibilo__ 💕

I’ve known them for a long time now in our cute London community and beyond, his energy is a breath of fresh air and his selections are one to take you on a mysterious journey.

Mix live now on Soundcloud.

Artwork by @__softiii

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

Time bent, lights blurred, laughter echoed.
A dream within a dream.

The forest listened. The lake remembered.

Somehow it all made sense — or none of it did — and still, we knew.

A portal. A pulse. A pause.
Waking, dreaming, dissolving — together.

whispers and fragments caught at @wakinglife.pt

pic 0 , 19 - @_sachana

MUD RE TERRA 2026 – Artist Announcement 📣
sibi-lo

A contemplative signal emerges through rhythm and atmosphere.

sibi-lo moves fluidly between hypnotic techno, deep trance, leftfield textures, and immersive ambient landscapes - crafting journeys that unfold slowly and with intention.

Guided by ideas of ritual, landscape, and collective movement, he approaches the dancefloor as a temporary sanctuary - a space for deep listening, connection, and shared presence.

His sets invite immersion rather than escape, allowing sound to become an environment where bodies, emotions, and attention begin to move together.

At Mud Re Terra, sibi-lo opens a subtle and expansive field - where rhythm becomes grounding, atmosphere becomes guide, and the gathering breathes as one.

🎧Get to know Sibi-lo:
@sibilo__

Join us for 4 days where music leads the way…
moving your body, opening your heart, carrying you through day and night.

Mud Re Terra Festival
📍 Spirala EcoVillage, Idanha-a-Nova, Portugal
📅 21–24 May, 2026
🎟 Limited tickets available - link in bio
(Or visit: https://spiralaecovillage.com/mud-re-terra-festival-2026/)

🌿 Follow us for more
@spirala.ecovillage

MUD RE TERRA 2026 – Artist Announcement 📣
sibi-lo

A contemplative signal emerges through rhythm and atmosphere.

sibi-lo moves fluidly between hypnotic techno, deep trance, leftfield textures, and immersive ambient landscapes - crafting journeys that unfold slowly and with intention.

Guided by ideas of ritual, landscape, and collective movement, he approaches the dancefloor as a temporary sanctuary - a space for deep listening, connection, and shared presence.

His sets invite immersion rather than escape, allowing sound to become an environment where bodies, emotions, and attention begin to move together.

At Mud Re Terra, sibi-lo opens a subtle and expansive field - where rhythm becomes grounding, atmosphere becomes guide, and the gathering breathes as one.

🎧Get to know Sibi-lo:
@sibilo__

Join us for 4 days where music leads the way…
moving your body, opening your heart, carrying you through day and night.

Mud Re Terra Festival
📍 Spirala EcoVillage, Idanha-a-Nova, Portugal
📅 21–24 May, 2026
🎟 Limited tickets available - link in bio
(Or visit: https://spiralaecovillage.com/mud-re-terra-festival-2026/)

🌿 Follow us for more
@spirala.ecovillage

London roots, Bristol energy, Berlin rise 🌍
From garage, grime, reggae & R&B to bass, jungle, and soulful textures — ZE:NA’s sound is a journey through UK club culture with her own signature twist.

This one-hour @voices_radio mix for SOMNA is a special one: a segment from her RSO debut with @femmebassmafia — floaty, dubby flavours melting into grimey pressure 🫧 here are some of the highlights from it. Full set up on the ☁️

Than you once again to @mourelle.xyz for this beautiful intentional mix cover 💙💙

slide 2 :@yemz_dj Up Again x @lonervista Yap Year

slide 3 : @stonestaro Obscure Breath x @how__du Showdown

slide 4 : @sbtrkt Wildfire x @mia.lily Camomile Dub

slide 5 : @jeshi__ Champagne x @jaycarderdj 5am

slide 6 : @makandpasteman Plastic People x @pjbridger SX Woo Riddim (refix)

London roots, Bristol energy, Berlin rise 🌍
From garage, grime, reggae & R&B to bass, jungle, and soulful textures — ZE:NA’s sound is a journey through UK club culture with her own signature twist.

This one-hour @voices_radio mix for SOMNA is a special one: a segment from her RSO debut with @femmebassmafia — floaty, dubby flavours melting into grimey pressure 🫧 here are some of the highlights from it. Full set up on the ☁️

Than you once again to @mourelle.xyz for this beautiful intentional mix cover 💙💙

slide 2 :@yemz_dj Up Again x @lonervista Yap Year

slide 3 : @stonestaro Obscure Breath x @how__du Showdown

slide 4 : @sbtrkt Wildfire x @mia.lily Camomile Dub

slide 5 : @jeshi__ Champagne x @jaycarderdj 5am

slide 6 : @makandpasteman Plastic People x @pjbridger SX Woo Riddim (refix)

London roots, Bristol energy, Berlin rise 🌍
From garage, grime, reggae & R&B to bass, jungle, and soulful textures — ZE:NA’s sound is a journey through UK club culture with her own signature twist.

This one-hour @voices_radio mix for SOMNA is a special one: a segment from her RSO debut with @femmebassmafia — floaty, dubby flavours melting into grimey pressure 🫧 here are some of the highlights from it. Full set up on the ☁️

Than you once again to @mourelle.xyz for this beautiful intentional mix cover 💙💙

slide 2 :@yemz_dj Up Again x @lonervista Yap Year

slide 3 : @stonestaro Obscure Breath x @how__du Showdown

slide 4 : @sbtrkt Wildfire x @mia.lily Camomile Dub

slide 5 : @jeshi__ Champagne x @jaycarderdj 5am

slide 6 : @makandpasteman Plastic People x @pjbridger SX Woo Riddim (refix)

London roots, Bristol energy, Berlin rise 🌍
From garage, grime, reggae & R&B to bass, jungle, and soulful textures — ZE:NA’s sound is a journey through UK club culture with her own signature twist.

This one-hour @voices_radio mix for SOMNA is a special one: a segment from her RSO debut with @femmebassmafia — floaty, dubby flavours melting into grimey pressure 🫧 here are some of the highlights from it. Full set up on the ☁️

Than you once again to @mourelle.xyz for this beautiful intentional mix cover 💙💙

slide 2 :@yemz_dj Up Again x @lonervista Yap Year

slide 3 : @stonestaro Obscure Breath x @how__du Showdown

slide 4 : @sbtrkt Wildfire x @mia.lily Camomile Dub

slide 5 : @jeshi__ Champagne x @jaycarderdj 5am

slide 6 : @makandpasteman Plastic People x @pjbridger SX Woo Riddim (refix)

London roots, Bristol energy, Berlin rise 🌍
From garage, grime, reggae & R&B to bass, jungle, and soulful textures — ZE:NA’s sound is a journey through UK club culture with her own signature twist.

This one-hour @voices_radio mix for SOMNA is a special one: a segment from her RSO debut with @femmebassmafia — floaty, dubby flavours melting into grimey pressure 🫧 here are some of the highlights from it. Full set up on the ☁️

Than you once again to @mourelle.xyz for this beautiful intentional mix cover 💙💙

slide 2 :@yemz_dj Up Again x @lonervista Yap Year

slide 3 : @stonestaro Obscure Breath x @how__du Showdown

slide 4 : @sbtrkt Wildfire x @mia.lily Camomile Dub

slide 5 : @jeshi__ Champagne x @jaycarderdj 5am

slide 6 : @makandpasteman Plastic People x @pjbridger SX Woo Riddim (refix)

London roots, Bristol energy, Berlin rise 🌍
From garage, grime, reggae & R&B to bass, jungle, and soulful textures — ZE:NA’s sound is a journey through UK club culture with her own signature twist.

This one-hour @voices_radio mix for SOMNA is a special one: a segment from her RSO debut with @femmebassmafia — floaty, dubby flavours melting into grimey pressure 🫧 here are some of the highlights from it. Full set up on the ☁️

Than you once again to @mourelle.xyz for this beautiful intentional mix cover 💙💙

slide 2 :@yemz_dj Up Again x @lonervista Yap Year

slide 3 : @stonestaro Obscure Breath x @how__du Showdown

slide 4 : @sbtrkt Wildfire x @mia.lily Camomile Dub

slide 5 : @jeshi__ Champagne x @jaycarderdj 5am

slide 6 : @makandpasteman Plastic People x @pjbridger SX Woo Riddim (refix)

London roots, Bristol energy, Berlin rise 🌍
From garage, grime, reggae & R&B to bass, jungle, and soulful textures — ZE:NA’s sound is a journey through UK club culture with her own signature twist.

This one-hour @voices_radio mix for SOMNA is a special one: a segment from her RSO debut with @femmebassmafia — floaty, dubby flavours melting into grimey pressure 🫧 here are some of the highlights from it. Full set up on the ☁️

Than you once again to @mourelle.xyz for this beautiful intentional mix cover 💙💙

slide 2 :@yemz_dj Up Again x @lonervista Yap Year

slide 3 : @stonestaro Obscure Breath x @how__du Showdown

slide 4 : @sbtrkt Wildfire x @mia.lily Camomile Dub

slide 5 : @jeshi__ Champagne x @jaycarderdj 5am

slide 6 : @makandpasteman Plastic People x @pjbridger SX Woo Riddim (refix)

For this new episode, we welcome an artist who deeply inspires us through the way he crafts his sets.
Subtle and immersive sonic journeys, where each transition feels natural, and each texture resonates on a more intimate level.
His mixes are an invitation to slow down — an enchantment for both heart and mind, a gradual dive into deep and luminous soundscapes.

"This mix was played at Field Maneuvers last summer, as night turned into day in the early morning hours. I observed people drift from the dance floors to the ambient stage, sinking into bean bags and fully unwinding after a full night of dance. It felt super intimate and deeply connecting. I tried to create a semblance of a warm, introspective embrace in this mix, that evolved into a more downtempo soundscape as the first rays of sun hit the ambient stage. It was a very special morning I hold dear."

João (sibi-lo) builds sets that move between hypnotic techno, trance, leftfield and ambient.
He plays both in club settings and more listening-focused environments, with a strong attention to transitions, textures, and overall flow.

His approach is influenced by his interest in sound as a storytelling tool, notably through field recording and his background in anthropology.
His mixes aim to create a sense of connection and a cohesive listening experience from beginning to end.

🤍 link in bio : Night Pleasure

February brought us an hour of endless blends from @different.shades for SOMNA on @voices_radio — Malaysian-born, Berlin-based selector conjuring the space between shadow and shimmer. IDM mutates into deep dubwise sludge, tech house wafters dissolve into lo-fi power electronics. Nothing lands where you expect it to.

It’s 7am.
Back of the dance.
Spliff lit. Head down.
The floor feels like wet moss and sub-bass.

A true force within the avant-garde, Different Shades bridges darker psychedelic weight with playful, sparkling mischief. Every transition feels intentional — music guided by emotion, purpose, and a value system that hums beneath the low end.

once again thank you so much to @mourelle.xyz for the beautiful mix cover ❣️

🫟mix highlights:

slide 2 - Daniel[i] - Induct x Sun Genam - Tuan Kentut @danieldanieli_@sun.genam

slide 3 - xingu hill - alterity

slide 4 - Ottomat - Aegon Man Mac

slide 5 - Bas Dobbalear - T2310 x Isomer Transition - Parametric Pressure @bas.dobbelaer

slide 6 - Bogger - per_haps x mtps - Backwards Flow @cristi_mtps

slide 7 - ssabæ - the queen of silence @wabisabitapes

February brought us an hour of endless blends from @different.shades for SOMNA on @voices_radio — Malaysian-born, Berlin-based selector conjuring the space between shadow and shimmer. IDM mutates into deep dubwise sludge, tech house wafters dissolve into lo-fi power electronics. Nothing lands where you expect it to.

It’s 7am.
Back of the dance.
Spliff lit. Head down.
The floor feels like wet moss and sub-bass.

A true force within the avant-garde, Different Shades bridges darker psychedelic weight with playful, sparkling mischief. Every transition feels intentional — music guided by emotion, purpose, and a value system that hums beneath the low end.

once again thank you so much to @mourelle.xyz for the beautiful mix cover ❣️

🫟mix highlights:

slide 2 - Daniel[i] - Induct x Sun Genam - Tuan Kentut @danieldanieli_@sun.genam

slide 3 - xingu hill - alterity

slide 4 - Ottomat - Aegon Man Mac

slide 5 - Bas Dobbalear - T2310 x Isomer Transition - Parametric Pressure @bas.dobbelaer

slide 6 - Bogger - per_haps x mtps - Backwards Flow @cristi_mtps

slide 7 - ssabæ - the queen of silence @wabisabitapes

February brought us an hour of endless blends from @different.shades for SOMNA on @voices_radio — Malaysian-born, Berlin-based selector conjuring the space between shadow and shimmer. IDM mutates into deep dubwise sludge, tech house wafters dissolve into lo-fi power electronics. Nothing lands where you expect it to.

It’s 7am.
Back of the dance.
Spliff lit. Head down.
The floor feels like wet moss and sub-bass.

A true force within the avant-garde, Different Shades bridges darker psychedelic weight with playful, sparkling mischief. Every transition feels intentional — music guided by emotion, purpose, and a value system that hums beneath the low end.

once again thank you so much to @mourelle.xyz for the beautiful mix cover ❣️

🫟mix highlights:

slide 2 - Daniel[i] - Induct x Sun Genam - Tuan Kentut @danieldanieli_@sun.genam

slide 3 - xingu hill - alterity

slide 4 - Ottomat - Aegon Man Mac

slide 5 - Bas Dobbalear - T2310 x Isomer Transition - Parametric Pressure @bas.dobbelaer

slide 6 - Bogger - per_haps x mtps - Backwards Flow @cristi_mtps

slide 7 - ssabæ - the queen of silence @wabisabitapes

February brought us an hour of endless blends from @different.shades for SOMNA on @voices_radio — Malaysian-born, Berlin-based selector conjuring the space between shadow and shimmer. IDM mutates into deep dubwise sludge, tech house wafters dissolve into lo-fi power electronics. Nothing lands where you expect it to.

It’s 7am.
Back of the dance.
Spliff lit. Head down.
The floor feels like wet moss and sub-bass.

A true force within the avant-garde, Different Shades bridges darker psychedelic weight with playful, sparkling mischief. Every transition feels intentional — music guided by emotion, purpose, and a value system that hums beneath the low end.

once again thank you so much to @mourelle.xyz for the beautiful mix cover ❣️

🫟mix highlights:

slide 2 - Daniel[i] - Induct x Sun Genam - Tuan Kentut @danieldanieli_@sun.genam

slide 3 - xingu hill - alterity

slide 4 - Ottomat - Aegon Man Mac

slide 5 - Bas Dobbalear - T2310 x Isomer Transition - Parametric Pressure @bas.dobbelaer

slide 6 - Bogger - per_haps x mtps - Backwards Flow @cristi_mtps

slide 7 - ssabæ - the queen of silence @wabisabitapes

February brought us an hour of endless blends from @different.shades for SOMNA on @voices_radio — Malaysian-born, Berlin-based selector conjuring the space between shadow and shimmer. IDM mutates into deep dubwise sludge, tech house wafters dissolve into lo-fi power electronics. Nothing lands where you expect it to.

It’s 7am.
Back of the dance.
Spliff lit. Head down.
The floor feels like wet moss and sub-bass.

A true force within the avant-garde, Different Shades bridges darker psychedelic weight with playful, sparkling mischief. Every transition feels intentional — music guided by emotion, purpose, and a value system that hums beneath the low end.

once again thank you so much to @mourelle.xyz for the beautiful mix cover ❣️

🫟mix highlights:

slide 2 - Daniel[i] - Induct x Sun Genam - Tuan Kentut @danieldanieli_@sun.genam

slide 3 - xingu hill - alterity

slide 4 - Ottomat - Aegon Man Mac

slide 5 - Bas Dobbalear - T2310 x Isomer Transition - Parametric Pressure @bas.dobbelaer

slide 6 - Bogger - per_haps x mtps - Backwards Flow @cristi_mtps

slide 7 - ssabæ - the queen of silence @wabisabitapes

February brought us an hour of endless blends from @different.shades for SOMNA on @voices_radio — Malaysian-born, Berlin-based selector conjuring the space between shadow and shimmer. IDM mutates into deep dubwise sludge, tech house wafters dissolve into lo-fi power electronics. Nothing lands where you expect it to.

It’s 7am.
Back of the dance.
Spliff lit. Head down.
The floor feels like wet moss and sub-bass.

A true force within the avant-garde, Different Shades bridges darker psychedelic weight with playful, sparkling mischief. Every transition feels intentional — music guided by emotion, purpose, and a value system that hums beneath the low end.

once again thank you so much to @mourelle.xyz for the beautiful mix cover ❣️

🫟mix highlights:

slide 2 - Daniel[i] - Induct x Sun Genam - Tuan Kentut @danieldanieli_@sun.genam

slide 3 - xingu hill - alterity

slide 4 - Ottomat - Aegon Man Mac

slide 5 - Bas Dobbalear - T2310 x Isomer Transition - Parametric Pressure @bas.dobbelaer

slide 6 - Bogger - per_haps x mtps - Backwards Flow @cristi_mtps

slide 7 - ssabæ - the queen of silence @wabisabitapes

February brought us an hour of endless blends from @different.shades for SOMNA on @voices_radio — Malaysian-born, Berlin-based selector conjuring the space between shadow and shimmer. IDM mutates into deep dubwise sludge, tech house wafters dissolve into lo-fi power electronics. Nothing lands where you expect it to.

It’s 7am.
Back of the dance.
Spliff lit. Head down.
The floor feels like wet moss and sub-bass.

A true force within the avant-garde, Different Shades bridges darker psychedelic weight with playful, sparkling mischief. Every transition feels intentional — music guided by emotion, purpose, and a value system that hums beneath the low end.

once again thank you so much to @mourelle.xyz for the beautiful mix cover ❣️

🫟mix highlights:

slide 2 - Daniel[i] - Induct x Sun Genam - Tuan Kentut @danieldanieli_@sun.genam

slide 3 - xingu hill - alterity

slide 4 - Ottomat - Aegon Man Mac

slide 5 - Bas Dobbalear - T2310 x Isomer Transition - Parametric Pressure @bas.dobbelaer

slide 6 - Bogger - per_haps x mtps - Backwards Flow @cristi_mtps

slide 7 - ssabæ - the queen of silence @wabisabitapes

February brought us an hour of endless blends from @different.shades for SOMNA on @voices_radio — Malaysian-born, Berlin-based selector conjuring the space between shadow and shimmer. IDM mutates into deep dubwise sludge, tech house wafters dissolve into lo-fi power electronics. Nothing lands where you expect it to.

It’s 7am.
Back of the dance.
Spliff lit. Head down.
The floor feels like wet moss and sub-bass.

A true force within the avant-garde, Different Shades bridges darker psychedelic weight with playful, sparkling mischief. Every transition feels intentional — music guided by emotion, purpose, and a value system that hums beneath the low end.

once again thank you so much to @mourelle.xyz for the beautiful mix cover ❣️

🫟mix highlights:

slide 2 - Daniel[i] - Induct x Sun Genam - Tuan Kentut @danieldanieli_@sun.genam

slide 3 - xingu hill - alterity

slide 4 - Ottomat - Aegon Man Mac

slide 5 - Bas Dobbalear - T2310 x Isomer Transition - Parametric Pressure @bas.dobbelaer

slide 6 - Bogger - per_haps x mtps - Backwards Flow @cristi_mtps

slide 7 - ssabæ - the queen of silence @wabisabitapes

I recently did a mix for@caubxx show @pata_intergalactica on @radiody10 , in which I tried to emulate the plethora of sounds that have been inspiring me lately.

This mix drifts through dubstep weight, fractured breakbeats and low end atmospheres — all stretched into something psychedelic and inward-facing.

Special thanks to @lise.verna for reading such a beautiful poem over the intro ❣️

up in the ☁️ with an amazing first hour by @slodkislodki - my podcast starts one hour in

slide 2 - @x3butterfly Abysmal Yearning 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 3 - @arsene_martinet Shifting Reality with a beautiful poem from @lise.verna over it ❣️

slide 4 - @formantvalue Alya 💫 @simone___bauer Numa

slide 5 - @forestchloe She Grows 💫 @adam__pits Flomp

slide 6 - @mwamwa.mwamwa Phys 💫 @piezopz Wacky Water Cooler

slide 7 - @sanguinemusic Drank the Wrong One 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 8 - @graceailish Honchara 62 💫 @will_alfred_ Pattern Static

slide 9 - @will_alfred_ Pattern Static 💫 @tigh.e_ Cut Off

I recently did a mix for@caubxx show @pata_intergalactica on @radiody10 , in which I tried to emulate the plethora of sounds that have been inspiring me lately.

This mix drifts through dubstep weight, fractured breakbeats and low end atmospheres — all stretched into something psychedelic and inward-facing.

Special thanks to @lise.verna for reading such a beautiful poem over the intro ❣️

up in the ☁️ with an amazing first hour by @slodkislodki - my podcast starts one hour in

slide 2 - @x3butterfly Abysmal Yearning 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 3 - @arsene_martinet Shifting Reality with a beautiful poem from @lise.verna over it ❣️

slide 4 - @formantvalue Alya 💫 @simone___bauer Numa

slide 5 - @forestchloe She Grows 💫 @adam__pits Flomp

slide 6 - @mwamwa.mwamwa Phys 💫 @piezopz Wacky Water Cooler

slide 7 - @sanguinemusic Drank the Wrong One 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 8 - @graceailish Honchara 62 💫 @will_alfred_ Pattern Static

slide 9 - @will_alfred_ Pattern Static 💫 @tigh.e_ Cut Off

I recently did a mix for@caubxx show @pata_intergalactica on @radiody10 , in which I tried to emulate the plethora of sounds that have been inspiring me lately.

This mix drifts through dubstep weight, fractured breakbeats and low end atmospheres — all stretched into something psychedelic and inward-facing.

Special thanks to @lise.verna for reading such a beautiful poem over the intro ❣️

up in the ☁️ with an amazing first hour by @slodkislodki - my podcast starts one hour in

slide 2 - @x3butterfly Abysmal Yearning 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 3 - @arsene_martinet Shifting Reality with a beautiful poem from @lise.verna over it ❣️

slide 4 - @formantvalue Alya 💫 @simone___bauer Numa

slide 5 - @forestchloe She Grows 💫 @adam__pits Flomp

slide 6 - @mwamwa.mwamwa Phys 💫 @piezopz Wacky Water Cooler

slide 7 - @sanguinemusic Drank the Wrong One 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 8 - @graceailish Honchara 62 💫 @will_alfred_ Pattern Static

slide 9 - @will_alfred_ Pattern Static 💫 @tigh.e_ Cut Off

I recently did a mix for@caubxx show @pata_intergalactica on @radiody10 , in which I tried to emulate the plethora of sounds that have been inspiring me lately.

This mix drifts through dubstep weight, fractured breakbeats and low end atmospheres — all stretched into something psychedelic and inward-facing.

Special thanks to @lise.verna for reading such a beautiful poem over the intro ❣️

up in the ☁️ with an amazing first hour by @slodkislodki - my podcast starts one hour in

slide 2 - @x3butterfly Abysmal Yearning 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 3 - @arsene_martinet Shifting Reality with a beautiful poem from @lise.verna over it ❣️

slide 4 - @formantvalue Alya 💫 @simone___bauer Numa

slide 5 - @forestchloe She Grows 💫 @adam__pits Flomp

slide 6 - @mwamwa.mwamwa Phys 💫 @piezopz Wacky Water Cooler

slide 7 - @sanguinemusic Drank the Wrong One 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 8 - @graceailish Honchara 62 💫 @will_alfred_ Pattern Static

slide 9 - @will_alfred_ Pattern Static 💫 @tigh.e_ Cut Off

I recently did a mix for@caubxx show @pata_intergalactica on @radiody10 , in which I tried to emulate the plethora of sounds that have been inspiring me lately.

This mix drifts through dubstep weight, fractured breakbeats and low end atmospheres — all stretched into something psychedelic and inward-facing.

Special thanks to @lise.verna for reading such a beautiful poem over the intro ❣️

up in the ☁️ with an amazing first hour by @slodkislodki - my podcast starts one hour in

slide 2 - @x3butterfly Abysmal Yearning 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 3 - @arsene_martinet Shifting Reality with a beautiful poem from @lise.verna over it ❣️

slide 4 - @formantvalue Alya 💫 @simone___bauer Numa

slide 5 - @forestchloe She Grows 💫 @adam__pits Flomp

slide 6 - @mwamwa.mwamwa Phys 💫 @piezopz Wacky Water Cooler

slide 7 - @sanguinemusic Drank the Wrong One 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 8 - @graceailish Honchara 62 💫 @will_alfred_ Pattern Static

slide 9 - @will_alfred_ Pattern Static 💫 @tigh.e_ Cut Off

I recently did a mix for@caubxx show @pata_intergalactica on @radiody10 , in which I tried to emulate the plethora of sounds that have been inspiring me lately.

This mix drifts through dubstep weight, fractured breakbeats and low end atmospheres — all stretched into something psychedelic and inward-facing.

Special thanks to @lise.verna for reading such a beautiful poem over the intro ❣️

up in the ☁️ with an amazing first hour by @slodkislodki - my podcast starts one hour in

slide 2 - @x3butterfly Abysmal Yearning 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 3 - @arsene_martinet Shifting Reality with a beautiful poem from @lise.verna over it ❣️

slide 4 - @formantvalue Alya 💫 @simone___bauer Numa

slide 5 - @forestchloe She Grows 💫 @adam__pits Flomp

slide 6 - @mwamwa.mwamwa Phys 💫 @piezopz Wacky Water Cooler

slide 7 - @sanguinemusic Drank the Wrong One 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 8 - @graceailish Honchara 62 💫 @will_alfred_ Pattern Static

slide 9 - @will_alfred_ Pattern Static 💫 @tigh.e_ Cut Off

I recently did a mix for@caubxx show @pata_intergalactica on @radiody10 , in which I tried to emulate the plethora of sounds that have been inspiring me lately.

This mix drifts through dubstep weight, fractured breakbeats and low end atmospheres — all stretched into something psychedelic and inward-facing.

Special thanks to @lise.verna for reading such a beautiful poem over the intro ❣️

up in the ☁️ with an amazing first hour by @slodkislodki - my podcast starts one hour in

slide 2 - @x3butterfly Abysmal Yearning 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 3 - @arsene_martinet Shifting Reality with a beautiful poem from @lise.verna over it ❣️

slide 4 - @formantvalue Alya 💫 @simone___bauer Numa

slide 5 - @forestchloe She Grows 💫 @adam__pits Flomp

slide 6 - @mwamwa.mwamwa Phys 💫 @piezopz Wacky Water Cooler

slide 7 - @sanguinemusic Drank the Wrong One 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 8 - @graceailish Honchara 62 💫 @will_alfred_ Pattern Static

slide 9 - @will_alfred_ Pattern Static 💫 @tigh.e_ Cut Off

I recently did a mix for@caubxx show @pata_intergalactica on @radiody10 , in which I tried to emulate the plethora of sounds that have been inspiring me lately.

This mix drifts through dubstep weight, fractured breakbeats and low end atmospheres — all stretched into something psychedelic and inward-facing.

Special thanks to @lise.verna for reading such a beautiful poem over the intro ❣️

up in the ☁️ with an amazing first hour by @slodkislodki - my podcast starts one hour in

slide 2 - @x3butterfly Abysmal Yearning 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 3 - @arsene_martinet Shifting Reality with a beautiful poem from @lise.verna over it ❣️

slide 4 - @formantvalue Alya 💫 @simone___bauer Numa

slide 5 - @forestchloe She Grows 💫 @adam__pits Flomp

slide 6 - @mwamwa.mwamwa Phys 💫 @piezopz Wacky Water Cooler

slide 7 - @sanguinemusic Drank the Wrong One 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 8 - @graceailish Honchara 62 💫 @will_alfred_ Pattern Static

slide 9 - @will_alfred_ Pattern Static 💫 @tigh.e_ Cut Off

I recently did a mix for@caubxx show @pata_intergalactica on @radiody10 , in which I tried to emulate the plethora of sounds that have been inspiring me lately.

This mix drifts through dubstep weight, fractured breakbeats and low end atmospheres — all stretched into something psychedelic and inward-facing.

Special thanks to @lise.verna for reading such a beautiful poem over the intro ❣️

up in the ☁️ with an amazing first hour by @slodkislodki - my podcast starts one hour in

slide 2 - @x3butterfly Abysmal Yearning 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 3 - @arsene_martinet Shifting Reality with a beautiful poem from @lise.verna over it ❣️

slide 4 - @formantvalue Alya 💫 @simone___bauer Numa

slide 5 - @forestchloe She Grows 💫 @adam__pits Flomp

slide 6 - @mwamwa.mwamwa Phys 💫 @piezopz Wacky Water Cooler

slide 7 - @sanguinemusic Drank the Wrong One 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 8 - @graceailish Honchara 62 💫 @will_alfred_ Pattern Static

slide 9 - @will_alfred_ Pattern Static 💫 @tigh.e_ Cut Off

I recently did a mix for@caubxx show @pata_intergalactica on @radiody10 , in which I tried to emulate the plethora of sounds that have been inspiring me lately.

This mix drifts through dubstep weight, fractured breakbeats and low end atmospheres — all stretched into something psychedelic and inward-facing.

Special thanks to @lise.verna for reading such a beautiful poem over the intro ❣️

up in the ☁️ with an amazing first hour by @slodkislodki - my podcast starts one hour in

slide 2 - @x3butterfly Abysmal Yearning 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 3 - @arsene_martinet Shifting Reality with a beautiful poem from @lise.verna over it ❣️

slide 4 - @formantvalue Alya 💫 @simone___bauer Numa

slide 5 - @forestchloe She Grows 💫 @adam__pits Flomp

slide 6 - @mwamwa.mwamwa Phys 💫 @piezopz Wacky Water Cooler

slide 7 - @sanguinemusic Drank the Wrong One 💫 @formantvalue @notteinfinita Funzione II

slide 8 - @graceailish Honchara 62 💫 @will_alfred_ Pattern Static

slide 9 - @will_alfred_ Pattern Static 💫 @tigh.e_ Cut Off

Old eyes, new ears.
An old frame from Japan 7 years ago with @rosielatchford holding a mix for @samsara.movement from last year, small movements from the present layered on top.

Memories don’t stay still, they just learn new rhythms 🌀thank you once again for having me on the podcast @egui.sg . these are some highlights from a slow-moving, half-lit, designed to drift rather than peak hour

Old eyes, new ears.
An old frame from Japan 7 years ago with @rosielatchford holding a mix for @samsara.movement from last year, small movements from the present layered on top.

Memories don’t stay still, they just learn new rhythms 🌀thank you once again for having me on the podcast @egui.sg . these are some highlights from a slow-moving, half-lit, designed to drift rather than peak hour

Old eyes, new ears.
An old frame from Japan 7 years ago with @rosielatchford holding a mix for @samsara.movement from last year, small movements from the present layered on top.

Memories don’t stay still, they just learn new rhythms 🌀thank you once again for having me on the podcast @egui.sg . these are some highlights from a slow-moving, half-lit, designed to drift rather than peak hour

Old eyes, new ears.
An old frame from Japan 7 years ago with @rosielatchford holding a mix for @samsara.movement from last year, small movements from the present layered on top.

Memories don’t stay still, they just learn new rhythms 🌀thank you once again for having me on the podcast @egui.sg . these are some highlights from a slow-moving, half-lit, designed to drift rather than peak hour

Old eyes, new ears.
An old frame from Japan 7 years ago with @rosielatchford holding a mix for @samsara.movement from last year, small movements from the present layered on top.

Memories don’t stay still, they just learn new rhythms 🌀thank you once again for having me on the podcast @egui.sg . these are some highlights from a slow-moving, half-lit, designed to drift rather than peak hour

Old eyes, new ears.
An old frame from Japan 7 years ago with @rosielatchford holding a mix for @samsara.movement from last year, small movements from the present layered on top.

Memories don’t stay still, they just learn new rhythms 🌀thank you once again for having me on the podcast @egui.sg . these are some highlights from a slow-moving, half-lit, designed to drift rather than peak hour

Old eyes, new ears.
An old frame from Japan 7 years ago with @rosielatchford holding a mix for @samsara.movement from last year, small movements from the present layered on top.

Memories don’t stay still, they just learn new rhythms 🌀thank you once again for having me on the podcast @egui.sg . these are some highlights from a slow-moving, half-lit, designed to drift rather than peak hour

Old eyes, new ears.
An old frame from Japan 7 years ago with @rosielatchford holding a mix for @samsara.movement from last year, small movements from the present layered on top.

Memories don’t stay still, they just learn new rhythms 🌀thank you once again for having me on the podcast @egui.sg . these are some highlights from a slow-moving, half-lit, designed to drift rather than peak hour

Old eyes, new ears.
An old frame from Japan 7 years ago with @rosielatchford holding a mix for @samsara.movement from last year, small movements from the present layered on top.

Memories don’t stay still, they just learn new rhythms 🌀thank you once again for having me on the podcast @egui.sg . these are some highlights from a slow-moving, half-lit, designed to drift rather than peak hour

For the first SOMNA mix of the year on @voices_radio , we’re diving deep with jeet @jeepisacar — British-Indian artist from the West Midlands, now based in London.

Rooted in low-end psychedelia, sound system culture and devotional music, jeet’s selections are shaped by nature and its subtle sublimities. Drawing from dub, trance, electro, techno and dubstep, his sets melt textures across the spectrum.

Having cut his teeth in India’s free party scenes, he’s since returned to London and co-founded @earth._.w0rm_ — an event, mix series and soon-to-be label championing leftfield sound in all its forms.

This mix is fully centred around psychedelic texture: sounds both small and vast, built to thump chests and tickle brains. Beginning as a meditative slow burn through murky leftfield bass, it gradually mutates into a weighty, tripped-out forest frenzy 🌲🔊

Here are some highlight snippets from this ethereal 60 min journey 🦋

slide 2 : Violet Curves -Azu Tiwaline, Cinna Peyghamy X Neiride - Simone Baeur

slide 3: Clatter (Suze’s Heeley Mix) - Delay Grounds X Glass_refract (Suze’s Rebuild) - Delay Grounds

slide 4: mango lassi (unreleased) - kilm + jeet X Soul Seeker - Polygonia

slide 5: mango lassi (unreleased) - kilm + jeet

slide 6: Wormhole Breaker - A Strange Wedding X Khori - Vardae

slide 7: Innayat - Monophonik & Kohra X E-Storm - Biocym

mix up on the ☁️

design by the angel @mour.elle ❤️

For the first SOMNA mix of the year on @voices_radio , we’re diving deep with jeet @jeepisacar — British-Indian artist from the West Midlands, now based in London.

Rooted in low-end psychedelia, sound system culture and devotional music, jeet’s selections are shaped by nature and its subtle sublimities. Drawing from dub, trance, electro, techno and dubstep, his sets melt textures across the spectrum.

Having cut his teeth in India’s free party scenes, he’s since returned to London and co-founded @earth._.w0rm_ — an event, mix series and soon-to-be label championing leftfield sound in all its forms.

This mix is fully centred around psychedelic texture: sounds both small and vast, built to thump chests and tickle brains. Beginning as a meditative slow burn through murky leftfield bass, it gradually mutates into a weighty, tripped-out forest frenzy 🌲🔊

Here are some highlight snippets from this ethereal 60 min journey 🦋

slide 2 : Violet Curves -Azu Tiwaline, Cinna Peyghamy X Neiride - Simone Baeur

slide 3: Clatter (Suze’s Heeley Mix) - Delay Grounds X Glass_refract (Suze’s Rebuild) - Delay Grounds

slide 4: mango lassi (unreleased) - kilm + jeet X Soul Seeker - Polygonia

slide 5: mango lassi (unreleased) - kilm + jeet

slide 6: Wormhole Breaker - A Strange Wedding X Khori - Vardae

slide 7: Innayat - Monophonik & Kohra X E-Storm - Biocym

mix up on the ☁️

design by the angel @mour.elle ❤️

For the first SOMNA mix of the year on @voices_radio , we’re diving deep with jeet @jeepisacar — British-Indian artist from the West Midlands, now based in London.

Rooted in low-end psychedelia, sound system culture and devotional music, jeet’s selections are shaped by nature and its subtle sublimities. Drawing from dub, trance, electro, techno and dubstep, his sets melt textures across the spectrum.

Having cut his teeth in India’s free party scenes, he’s since returned to London and co-founded @earth._.w0rm_ — an event, mix series and soon-to-be label championing leftfield sound in all its forms.

This mix is fully centred around psychedelic texture: sounds both small and vast, built to thump chests and tickle brains. Beginning as a meditative slow burn through murky leftfield bass, it gradually mutates into a weighty, tripped-out forest frenzy 🌲🔊

Here are some highlight snippets from this ethereal 60 min journey 🦋

slide 2 : Violet Curves -Azu Tiwaline, Cinna Peyghamy X Neiride - Simone Baeur

slide 3: Clatter (Suze’s Heeley Mix) - Delay Grounds X Glass_refract (Suze’s Rebuild) - Delay Grounds

slide 4: mango lassi (unreleased) - kilm + jeet X Soul Seeker - Polygonia

slide 5: mango lassi (unreleased) - kilm + jeet

slide 6: Wormhole Breaker - A Strange Wedding X Khori - Vardae

slide 7: Innayat - Monophonik & Kohra X E-Storm - Biocym

mix up on the ☁️

design by the angel @mour.elle ❤️

For the first SOMNA mix of the year on @voices_radio , we’re diving deep with jeet @jeepisacar — British-Indian artist from the West Midlands, now based in London.

Rooted in low-end psychedelia, sound system culture and devotional music, jeet’s selections are shaped by nature and its subtle sublimities. Drawing from dub, trance, electro, techno and dubstep, his sets melt textures across the spectrum.

Having cut his teeth in India’s free party scenes, he’s since returned to London and co-founded @earth._.w0rm_ — an event, mix series and soon-to-be label championing leftfield sound in all its forms.

This mix is fully centred around psychedelic texture: sounds both small and vast, built to thump chests and tickle brains. Beginning as a meditative slow burn through murky leftfield bass, it gradually mutates into a weighty, tripped-out forest frenzy 🌲🔊

Here are some highlight snippets from this ethereal 60 min journey 🦋

slide 2 : Violet Curves -Azu Tiwaline, Cinna Peyghamy X Neiride - Simone Baeur

slide 3: Clatter (Suze’s Heeley Mix) - Delay Grounds X Glass_refract (Suze’s Rebuild) - Delay Grounds

slide 4: mango lassi (unreleased) - kilm + jeet X Soul Seeker - Polygonia

slide 5: mango lassi (unreleased) - kilm + jeet

slide 6: Wormhole Breaker - A Strange Wedding X Khori - Vardae

slide 7: Innayat - Monophonik & Kohra X E-Storm - Biocym

mix up on the ☁️

design by the angel @mour.elle ❤️

For the first SOMNA mix of the year on @voices_radio , we’re diving deep with jeet @jeepisacar — British-Indian artist from the West Midlands, now based in London.

Rooted in low-end psychedelia, sound system culture and devotional music, jeet’s selections are shaped by nature and its subtle sublimities. Drawing from dub, trance, electro, techno and dubstep, his sets melt textures across the spectrum.

Having cut his teeth in India’s free party scenes, he’s since returned to London and co-founded @earth._.w0rm_ — an event, mix series and soon-to-be label championing leftfield sound in all its forms.

This mix is fully centred around psychedelic texture: sounds both small and vast, built to thump chests and tickle brains. Beginning as a meditative slow burn through murky leftfield bass, it gradually mutates into a weighty, tripped-out forest frenzy 🌲🔊

Here are some highlight snippets from this ethereal 60 min journey 🦋

slide 2 : Violet Curves -Azu Tiwaline, Cinna Peyghamy X Neiride - Simone Baeur

slide 3: Clatter (Suze’s Heeley Mix) - Delay Grounds X Glass_refract (Suze’s Rebuild) - Delay Grounds

slide 4: mango lassi (unreleased) - kilm + jeet X Soul Seeker - Polygonia

slide 5: mango lassi (unreleased) - kilm + jeet

slide 6: Wormhole Breaker - A Strange Wedding X Khori - Vardae

slide 7: Innayat - Monophonik & Kohra X E-Storm - Biocym

mix up on the ☁️

design by the angel @mour.elle ❤️

For the first SOMNA mix of the year on @voices_radio , we’re diving deep with jeet @jeepisacar — British-Indian artist from the West Midlands, now based in London.

Rooted in low-end psychedelia, sound system culture and devotional music, jeet’s selections are shaped by nature and its subtle sublimities. Drawing from dub, trance, electro, techno and dubstep, his sets melt textures across the spectrum.

Having cut his teeth in India’s free party scenes, he’s since returned to London and co-founded @earth._.w0rm_ — an event, mix series and soon-to-be label championing leftfield sound in all its forms.

This mix is fully centred around psychedelic texture: sounds both small and vast, built to thump chests and tickle brains. Beginning as a meditative slow burn through murky leftfield bass, it gradually mutates into a weighty, tripped-out forest frenzy 🌲🔊

Here are some highlight snippets from this ethereal 60 min journey 🦋

slide 2 : Violet Curves -Azu Tiwaline, Cinna Peyghamy X Neiride - Simone Baeur

slide 3: Clatter (Suze’s Heeley Mix) - Delay Grounds X Glass_refract (Suze’s Rebuild) - Delay Grounds

slide 4: mango lassi (unreleased) - kilm + jeet X Soul Seeker - Polygonia

slide 5: mango lassi (unreleased) - kilm + jeet

slide 6: Wormhole Breaker - A Strange Wedding X Khori - Vardae

slide 7: Innayat - Monophonik & Kohra X E-Storm - Biocym

mix up on the ☁️

design by the angel @mour.elle ❤️

For the first SOMNA mix of the year on @voices_radio , we’re diving deep with jeet @jeepisacar — British-Indian artist from the West Midlands, now based in London.

Rooted in low-end psychedelia, sound system culture and devotional music, jeet’s selections are shaped by nature and its subtle sublimities. Drawing from dub, trance, electro, techno and dubstep, his sets melt textures across the spectrum.

Having cut his teeth in India’s free party scenes, he’s since returned to London and co-founded @earth._.w0rm_ — an event, mix series and soon-to-be label championing leftfield sound in all its forms.

This mix is fully centred around psychedelic texture: sounds both small and vast, built to thump chests and tickle brains. Beginning as a meditative slow burn through murky leftfield bass, it gradually mutates into a weighty, tripped-out forest frenzy 🌲🔊

Here are some highlight snippets from this ethereal 60 min journey 🦋

slide 2 : Violet Curves -Azu Tiwaline, Cinna Peyghamy X Neiride - Simone Baeur

slide 3: Clatter (Suze’s Heeley Mix) - Delay Grounds X Glass_refract (Suze’s Rebuild) - Delay Grounds

slide 4: mango lassi (unreleased) - kilm + jeet X Soul Seeker - Polygonia

slide 5: mango lassi (unreleased) - kilm + jeet

slide 6: Wormhole Breaker - A Strange Wedding X Khori - Vardae

slide 7: Innayat - Monophonik & Kohra X E-Storm - Biocym

mix up on the ☁️

design by the angel @mour.elle ❤️

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

I don’t know if a year really ends in the dead of winter.
Everything around us is resting, underground, conserving its breath. The soil is quiet, trees are stripped back to their bones, and time feels less like a line and more like a pause. Maybe that’s why this moment always feels less like closure and more like a soft holding.

Which is why I keep thinking: maybe our yearly reflections are misplaced. Maybe the true turning point is not now, in the cold and the dark, but in summer — at the solstice, when everything is in full bloom, when the world is generous with light, when growth is visible and undeniable. That feels like the real accounting. The moment to ask: what have we nurtured? What has flourished? What do we want to carry forward, seeds in our pockets, into the quieter months?

So instead of resolutions, I’m sitting with gratitude. For friendships that held me steady. For fleeting connections that still left marks. For collective care, mutual aid, shared meals, shared movement, shared hope. For all the ways we chose each other, even when it was complicated.

This isn’t a goodbye to a year. It’s a thank you. And maybe a promise to keep tending — to people, to community, to softness and courage — until the light returns in full 🌀

The next queer ambient sauna session at @sauna_socialclub will take place Sunday 7th December. Queer djs are invited to showcase a softer side to their music library outside of a rave and take us on a meditative journey. DJs @anrimeal and @sibilo__ will be soundtracking an evening of ambient and downtempo music ✨🫧💫

Book your sauna & ice bath slot online 🔗 link in bio ✨🫧💞 and then spend the rest of your evening chilling in the lounge area with drinks & snacks and get cosy under a blanket while listening to the DJs.

🫧 anrimeal is the recording project of Porto-born, London-based artist Ana Rita de Melo Alves. Working primarily alone and with simple tools, Ana builds immersive songscapes that retain the DIY quality and raw emotional material of their origins, while bursting at the seams with reference and meaning, sometimes deeply concealed.

🫧 João (sibi-lo) moves between hypnotic techno, deep trance, leftfield atmospherics, and immersive ambient worlds. Rooted in sound as memory and communication, his sets unfold like fluid narratives shaped by texture, percussion, and place. His practice bridges driving rhythmic propulsion with spacious, meditative environments—balancing deep, cerebral immersion with emotional nuance. Across both club and ambient contexts, he crafts sonic journeys that invite listeners into states that feel at once grounded, atmospheric, and deeply transportive.

The next queer ambient sauna session at @sauna_socialclub will take place Sunday 7th December. Queer djs are invited to showcase a softer side to their music library outside of a rave and take us on a meditative journey. DJs @anrimeal and @sibilo__ will be soundtracking an evening of ambient and downtempo music ✨🫧💫

Book your sauna & ice bath slot online 🔗 link in bio ✨🫧💞 and then spend the rest of your evening chilling in the lounge area with drinks & snacks and get cosy under a blanket while listening to the DJs.

🫧 anrimeal is the recording project of Porto-born, London-based artist Ana Rita de Melo Alves. Working primarily alone and with simple tools, Ana builds immersive songscapes that retain the DIY quality and raw emotional material of their origins, while bursting at the seams with reference and meaning, sometimes deeply concealed.

🫧 João (sibi-lo) moves between hypnotic techno, deep trance, leftfield atmospherics, and immersive ambient worlds. Rooted in sound as memory and communication, his sets unfold like fluid narratives shaped by texture, percussion, and place. His practice bridges driving rhythmic propulsion with spacious, meditative environments—balancing deep, cerebral immersion with emotional nuance. Across both club and ambient contexts, he crafts sonic journeys that invite listeners into states that feel at once grounded, atmospheric, and deeply transportive.

The next queer ambient sauna session at @sauna_socialclub will take place Sunday 7th December. Queer djs are invited to showcase a softer side to their music library outside of a rave and take us on a meditative journey. DJs @anrimeal and @sibilo__ will be soundtracking an evening of ambient and downtempo music ✨🫧💫

Book your sauna & ice bath slot online 🔗 link in bio ✨🫧💞 and then spend the rest of your evening chilling in the lounge area with drinks & snacks and get cosy under a blanket while listening to the DJs.

🫧 anrimeal is the recording project of Porto-born, London-based artist Ana Rita de Melo Alves. Working primarily alone and with simple tools, Ana builds immersive songscapes that retain the DIY quality and raw emotional material of their origins, while bursting at the seams with reference and meaning, sometimes deeply concealed.

🫧 João (sibi-lo) moves between hypnotic techno, deep trance, leftfield atmospherics, and immersive ambient worlds. Rooted in sound as memory and communication, his sets unfold like fluid narratives shaped by texture, percussion, and place. His practice bridges driving rhythmic propulsion with spacious, meditative environments—balancing deep, cerebral immersion with emotional nuance. Across both club and ambient contexts, he crafts sonic journeys that invite listeners into states that feel at once grounded, atmospheric, and deeply transportive.

Brussels this weekend felt incredibly grounding. Quiet moments with friends, unexpected conversations, new faces that clicked instantly, and music woven through it all in ways that just made sense 🦋

Grateful I got to return to Gimic and share a set shaped by the deeper currents I’ve been leaning into lately — dubby pulses, shifting rhythms, textures that breathe and unravel in their own time. No crazy peaks, just an attempt to weave softness into intensity. Here are some highlights from it.

Feeling recharged, inspired, and a little expanded. Bruxelles, merci 🌸

slide 2 - @pianetisintetici @tigh.e_ empty units ♾️ @_polygonia_ haima

slide 3 - @tokifuko Focused and Absorbing ♾️ @amuwa_mwah Schism

slide 4 - @_gan_d Neural Drift ♾️ @beatricem._bait @trois_quarts_taxi_system French Lessons

slide 5 - @sebcantmix Groundtroops_v7 ♾️ @carre__carre Body Shell

slide 6 - @_polygonia_ diastole ♾️ @sebcantmix Groundtroops_v7

slide 7 - @beatricem._bait Crossing the Rubbicon ♾️ @alkemia._ pyr

slide 8 - @solma.als Rolling Silk ♾️ @tangerine.mu First Breath

slide 9 - @jan.swam The Wind Carries a Druid Voice

Brussels this weekend felt incredibly grounding. Quiet moments with friends, unexpected conversations, new faces that clicked instantly, and music woven through it all in ways that just made sense 🦋

Grateful I got to return to Gimic and share a set shaped by the deeper currents I’ve been leaning into lately — dubby pulses, shifting rhythms, textures that breathe and unravel in their own time. No crazy peaks, just an attempt to weave softness into intensity. Here are some highlights from it.

Feeling recharged, inspired, and a little expanded. Bruxelles, merci 🌸

slide 2 - @pianetisintetici @tigh.e_ empty units ♾️ @_polygonia_ haima

slide 3 - @tokifuko Focused and Absorbing ♾️ @amuwa_mwah Schism

slide 4 - @_gan_d Neural Drift ♾️ @beatricem._bait @trois_quarts_taxi_system French Lessons

slide 5 - @sebcantmix Groundtroops_v7 ♾️ @carre__carre Body Shell

slide 6 - @_polygonia_ diastole ♾️ @sebcantmix Groundtroops_v7

slide 7 - @beatricem._bait Crossing the Rubbicon ♾️ @alkemia._ pyr

slide 8 - @solma.als Rolling Silk ♾️ @tangerine.mu First Breath

slide 9 - @jan.swam The Wind Carries a Druid Voice

Brussels this weekend felt incredibly grounding. Quiet moments with friends, unexpected conversations, new faces that clicked instantly, and music woven through it all in ways that just made sense 🦋

Grateful I got to return to Gimic and share a set shaped by the deeper currents I’ve been leaning into lately — dubby pulses, shifting rhythms, textures that breathe and unravel in their own time. No crazy peaks, just an attempt to weave softness into intensity. Here are some highlights from it.

Feeling recharged, inspired, and a little expanded. Bruxelles, merci 🌸

slide 2 - @pianetisintetici @tigh.e_ empty units ♾️ @_polygonia_ haima

slide 3 - @tokifuko Focused and Absorbing ♾️ @amuwa_mwah Schism

slide 4 - @_gan_d Neural Drift ♾️ @beatricem._bait @trois_quarts_taxi_system French Lessons

slide 5 - @sebcantmix Groundtroops_v7 ♾️ @carre__carre Body Shell

slide 6 - @_polygonia_ diastole ♾️ @sebcantmix Groundtroops_v7

slide 7 - @beatricem._bait Crossing the Rubbicon ♾️ @alkemia._ pyr

slide 8 - @solma.als Rolling Silk ♾️ @tangerine.mu First Breath

slide 9 - @jan.swam The Wind Carries a Druid Voice

Brussels this weekend felt incredibly grounding. Quiet moments with friends, unexpected conversations, new faces that clicked instantly, and music woven through it all in ways that just made sense 🦋

Grateful I got to return to Gimic and share a set shaped by the deeper currents I’ve been leaning into lately — dubby pulses, shifting rhythms, textures that breathe and unravel in their own time. No crazy peaks, just an attempt to weave softness into intensity. Here are some highlights from it.

Feeling recharged, inspired, and a little expanded. Bruxelles, merci 🌸

slide 2 - @pianetisintetici @tigh.e_ empty units ♾️ @_polygonia_ haima

slide 3 - @tokifuko Focused and Absorbing ♾️ @amuwa_mwah Schism

slide 4 - @_gan_d Neural Drift ♾️ @beatricem._bait @trois_quarts_taxi_system French Lessons

slide 5 - @sebcantmix Groundtroops_v7 ♾️ @carre__carre Body Shell

slide 6 - @_polygonia_ diastole ♾️ @sebcantmix Groundtroops_v7

slide 7 - @beatricem._bait Crossing the Rubbicon ♾️ @alkemia._ pyr

slide 8 - @solma.als Rolling Silk ♾️ @tangerine.mu First Breath

slide 9 - @jan.swam The Wind Carries a Druid Voice

Brussels this weekend felt incredibly grounding. Quiet moments with friends, unexpected conversations, new faces that clicked instantly, and music woven through it all in ways that just made sense 🦋

Grateful I got to return to Gimic and share a set shaped by the deeper currents I’ve been leaning into lately — dubby pulses, shifting rhythms, textures that breathe and unravel in their own time. No crazy peaks, just an attempt to weave softness into intensity. Here are some highlights from it.

Feeling recharged, inspired, and a little expanded. Bruxelles, merci 🌸

slide 2 - @pianetisintetici @tigh.e_ empty units ♾️ @_polygonia_ haima

slide 3 - @tokifuko Focused and Absorbing ♾️ @amuwa_mwah Schism

slide 4 - @_gan_d Neural Drift ♾️ @beatricem._bait @trois_quarts_taxi_system French Lessons

slide 5 - @sebcantmix Groundtroops_v7 ♾️ @carre__carre Body Shell

slide 6 - @_polygonia_ diastole ♾️ @sebcantmix Groundtroops_v7

slide 7 - @beatricem._bait Crossing the Rubbicon ♾️ @alkemia._ pyr

slide 8 - @solma.als Rolling Silk ♾️ @tangerine.mu First Breath

slide 9 - @jan.swam The Wind Carries a Druid Voice

Brussels this weekend felt incredibly grounding. Quiet moments with friends, unexpected conversations, new faces that clicked instantly, and music woven through it all in ways that just made sense 🦋

Grateful I got to return to Gimic and share a set shaped by the deeper currents I’ve been leaning into lately — dubby pulses, shifting rhythms, textures that breathe and unravel in their own time. No crazy peaks, just an attempt to weave softness into intensity. Here are some highlights from it.

Feeling recharged, inspired, and a little expanded. Bruxelles, merci 🌸

slide 2 - @pianetisintetici @tigh.e_ empty units ♾️ @_polygonia_ haima

slide 3 - @tokifuko Focused and Absorbing ♾️ @amuwa_mwah Schism

slide 4 - @_gan_d Neural Drift ♾️ @beatricem._bait @trois_quarts_taxi_system French Lessons

slide 5 - @sebcantmix Groundtroops_v7 ♾️ @carre__carre Body Shell

slide 6 - @_polygonia_ diastole ♾️ @sebcantmix Groundtroops_v7

slide 7 - @beatricem._bait Crossing the Rubbicon ♾️ @alkemia._ pyr

slide 8 - @solma.als Rolling Silk ♾️ @tangerine.mu First Breath

slide 9 - @jan.swam The Wind Carries a Druid Voice

Brussels this weekend felt incredibly grounding. Quiet moments with friends, unexpected conversations, new faces that clicked instantly, and music woven through it all in ways that just made sense 🦋

Grateful I got to return to Gimic and share a set shaped by the deeper currents I’ve been leaning into lately — dubby pulses, shifting rhythms, textures that breathe and unravel in their own time. No crazy peaks, just an attempt to weave softness into intensity. Here are some highlights from it.

Feeling recharged, inspired, and a little expanded. Bruxelles, merci 🌸

slide 2 - @pianetisintetici @tigh.e_ empty units ♾️ @_polygonia_ haima

slide 3 - @tokifuko Focused and Absorbing ♾️ @amuwa_mwah Schism

slide 4 - @_gan_d Neural Drift ♾️ @beatricem._bait @trois_quarts_taxi_system French Lessons

slide 5 - @sebcantmix Groundtroops_v7 ♾️ @carre__carre Body Shell

slide 6 - @_polygonia_ diastole ♾️ @sebcantmix Groundtroops_v7

slide 7 - @beatricem._bait Crossing the Rubbicon ♾️ @alkemia._ pyr

slide 8 - @solma.als Rolling Silk ♾️ @tangerine.mu First Breath

slide 9 - @jan.swam The Wind Carries a Druid Voice

Brussels this weekend felt incredibly grounding. Quiet moments with friends, unexpected conversations, new faces that clicked instantly, and music woven through it all in ways that just made sense 🦋

Grateful I got to return to Gimic and share a set shaped by the deeper currents I’ve been leaning into lately — dubby pulses, shifting rhythms, textures that breathe and unravel in their own time. No crazy peaks, just an attempt to weave softness into intensity. Here are some highlights from it.

Feeling recharged, inspired, and a little expanded. Bruxelles, merci 🌸

slide 2 - @pianetisintetici @tigh.e_ empty units ♾️ @_polygonia_ haima

slide 3 - @tokifuko Focused and Absorbing ♾️ @amuwa_mwah Schism

slide 4 - @_gan_d Neural Drift ♾️ @beatricem._bait @trois_quarts_taxi_system French Lessons

slide 5 - @sebcantmix Groundtroops_v7 ♾️ @carre__carre Body Shell

slide 6 - @_polygonia_ diastole ♾️ @sebcantmix Groundtroops_v7

slide 7 - @beatricem._bait Crossing the Rubbicon ♾️ @alkemia._ pyr

slide 8 - @solma.als Rolling Silk ♾️ @tangerine.mu First Breath

slide 9 - @jan.swam The Wind Carries a Druid Voice

Brussels this weekend felt incredibly grounding. Quiet moments with friends, unexpected conversations, new faces that clicked instantly, and music woven through it all in ways that just made sense 🦋

Grateful I got to return to Gimic and share a set shaped by the deeper currents I’ve been leaning into lately — dubby pulses, shifting rhythms, textures that breathe and unravel in their own time. No crazy peaks, just an attempt to weave softness into intensity. Here are some highlights from it.

Feeling recharged, inspired, and a little expanded. Bruxelles, merci 🌸

slide 2 - @pianetisintetici @tigh.e_ empty units ♾️ @_polygonia_ haima

slide 3 - @tokifuko Focused and Absorbing ♾️ @amuwa_mwah Schism

slide 4 - @_gan_d Neural Drift ♾️ @beatricem._bait @trois_quarts_taxi_system French Lessons

slide 5 - @sebcantmix Groundtroops_v7 ♾️ @carre__carre Body Shell

slide 6 - @_polygonia_ diastole ♾️ @sebcantmix Groundtroops_v7

slide 7 - @beatricem._bait Crossing the Rubbicon ♾️ @alkemia._ pyr

slide 8 - @solma.als Rolling Silk ♾️ @tangerine.mu First Breath

slide 9 - @jan.swam The Wind Carries a Druid Voice