The fifth release on Deep Stories Records is a two track EP from No Sé Leon who’s a German producer from Frankfurt known for his releases on Kunsthandwerk, Wood Limited and Uxoa Dutxa Elite. Both of the tracks blend poignant melodies with uplifting pads to create music that burns itself directly into people’s memory. „Fere“ opens the EP with its concise synth …

I rest quietly in the tall, green grass and send long my look upwards, surrounded by the endless songs of the crickets, bathing in the blueness of the sky. And while mesmerizing white clouds are drifting through the deep blue like beautiful, silent dreams; I feel as if I am completely one with myself and move blissfully along through eternal spaces. (after Hermann Allmers) This poem by Hermann Allmers aptly reflects the feeling that overcomes No Sé Leon when he is in his element of music. To be in the moment, to forget oneself and to be in a meditative state, be one with the universe that surrounds one. This is what attracts him to music and you can hear it in every bar of his deep story. In addition, attentive listeners will get a first glimpse of the EP which will soon be released on deep stories records.

A long night with many events had finally come to an end. Apart from the incident with the man who had collapsed from exhaustion, my shift passed without further incidents. At that moment, the customary closing track from ‘The Raverend’ was playing and the crowd was already preparing to leave the holy grounds. The guests were led to the exit by the ComRa staff in an orderly manner and soon afterwards the huge hall was completely empty. Many of the people seemed very tired as they had once again given everything on the dance floor. Hardly anyone asked if some other event was still going on somewhere. Most of them just wanted to go home after this intense night. Also I just wanted to go to bed and finally get some rest. My colleague ‘Lighter’ seemed to read my mind and sent me home before the end of my shift. For my first night, I did well, he said with a wink. Somewhat regretful, I searched for my belongings and strolled out through the large main gate of ‘The Kathedral’. My head was full of thoughts, almost clogged. It seemed as if I was unable to take in anything anymore. No external impressions really penetrated to me any longer. I made my way home on auto-pilot and crashed into bed, completely exhausted...

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Peck peck...peck peck... a small fluffy creature struggles out of its egg in the icy winter. When it made the first little hole in the shell, it peeked through the narrow gap with its tiny eye. However, our little friend could see nothing but glittering white. A second hole had to be made quickly in order to explore more of the surroundings outside the "tiny house", which had become too cramped during the last few hours. But even through the second hole, only white can be seen. The little chick squeaks slightly and uses all its strength to push its head through the shell. It braces and pushes itself against the ceiling and with one leap it breaks through the resistance and also the light blanket of snow above it. It squints its eyes because it is terribly bright. But soon it gets used to the sun's rays and sees a beautiful winter landscape. Wow, it's beautiful here, our little penguin baby thinks. However, it quickly feels alone. The thought mobilizes the last forces of the little rascal. It jumps out of the egg onto the snow and slips away. The little legs are still too wobbly to hold the ball of plush and it falls forward. Unfortunately, our penguin friend hatched on a gentle slope and now tumbles down the hill. In the process, the chick soon forms a snowball that grows larger and larger until it is gently stopped further down by a small shrub. Completely exhausted from this adventure, our fluffy explorer falls asleep. When the chick wakes up again, it finds itself in a sled whipping across the snowy fields. Next to him on the driver's seat he spots a friendly looking personality. "Hello I'm Nicolas and I found you on the side of the road in the snow. I thought you could use the warmth of my blanket here in the sled. Besides, I'm very glad to have finally found a fellow traveller on my tour," Nicolas said. "If you like, you'll find some yummy cookies in the glove compartment," he added. Since when does a sleigh have a glove compartment and did he just say cookies? The penguin thinks to himself. He hastily tears open the package and contentedly munches on cinnamon stars and vanilla croissants. Wrapped in the blanket and covered in crumbs, the penguin is happy to have met Nicolas, who is like a god to him. And since that time, the penguin happily tours the clubs of this world with his savior.

Sonne, Strand und Meer Guest Mix #175 by Kork Our man Kork just released a new podcast for his friends from Sonne, Strand und Meer. Enjoy one hour of selected deep house tunes combined with some hidden gems. Have a listen! Tracklist: 1. Don’t Look Back – All Living Things 2. The Future Is Now (Original Mix) – Carlo Whale …

Argentinian artist Nicolas Rada is a mainstay at the busiest clubs and festivals in Buenos Aries, as well as appeared on numerous top tier labels including Get Physical, The Soundgarden, Balance, Sincopat and many others. His moody and introspective productions are a perfect fit for Do Not Sit, and we welcome him with his EP, “Goliardo”. Both the title tack …

Since I did not want to attract further negative attention at my first ComRa event, I got back to work. Like a busy ant, I carried more beer than my own body weight and looked for a way through the raving crowd to the bars. For a while, this task required my full concentration, but soon the hand movements turned into routine and my mind got more space to wander again. Questions that I had successfully suppressed through the hard work made their way into my consciousness. What is it about the strange datacenter that I had discovered? Are they perhaps related to the mysterious data stored on the capsules, for which I lacked the authority to access? Why is so much data being collected on the ravers in the first place? And what kind of daily target was the man in the control room talking about? As I walked across dance floors like a robot, mulling over past events in my head, I stumbled across someone lying on the ground. Suddenly, my thoughts were back in the here and now and I recognized the person who was lying on the floor. The young man was completely sweaty and didn't seem to have an ounce of strength left in his body. The other people around us, did not notice the man on the floor at all. They continued to dance ecstatically. I helped the man back on his feet and recognized the person. We had met many times before at raves. He was unable to walk without my help. I brought him to the edge of the dance floor where he could sit down without being trampled. Slowly he regained his strength. When I asked him what happened, he replied that he couldn't stop dancing. Every track that was played was just rousing and the set got more intense by the minute. There was reportedly no thought of a break, partly because ComRa staff kept coming by to motivate them to keep dancing. At some point his strength simply left him and he collapsed. The next moment my colleague ‘Lighter’ was standing next to us. "Good thing you acted so quickly, I'll take care from him from here." He leaned over to me and whispered in my ear "Looks like someone's had too much to drink. I'll make sure he gets water and then gets home safely." Before I could say anything back, Lighter was already leaving the scene with the guest. He walked him over to the nearest bar, leaving me standing alone. I started to have doubts about Lighter's version of this incident. The man never drank alcohol at past events. That's how much I remembered about the raver from our previous encounters. I was really sure about that, even if I couldn't recall his name. Why did the ComRa staff keep asking him to keep to dance while he was obviously already completely exhausted?

I took a deep breath and tried to organize my thoughts. Perhaps there was a simple explanation for all these things. I'll just tell my colleague ‘Lighter’ about my discovery later, he will surely be able to shed light on this matter. The most important thing was to get out of this claustrophobic vault. Driven by the adrenaline rush of the last few minutes, I rushed like a cheetah through the narrow hallways and corridors until I was back at the door that didn't stop me with its warning on the way out. I wished I had never passed through that door. A few minutes later I was back in the huge hall of the ‘Kathedral’. The rave continued at full speed and the crowd had already danced itself into ecstasy. Bodies jerked uncontrollably across the dance floor and no foot stood still. Everything was in motion and stomped incessantly to the pulsating sound coming out of the speakers. I felt a tremendous energy. Driven by the fuel of music and by happiness hormones, the dancers pushed themselves to their physical limits and danced themselves into a frenzy. This unique atmosphere sucked me in artfully and devoured me within seconds. I threw myself into the crowd full of joy and let myself drift. A myriad of colors penetrated through my closed eyes and I lost myself in a sea of lights, until suddenly I was torn from my state of bliss by a rough touch. Lighter pulled me aside and looked at me sharply. "Where have you been all this time? The bars are in desperate need of supplies! I know the music is amazing, but you'll have to put off dancing until later! Go back there, the iron door. Here's the key, now go get some beer." Before I could say anything back, Lighter shoved me in the direction of the steel door and disappeared into the crowd. Yet I still had so many questions....

The EP is rounded off by a strong remix from our man Yeröm. He manages again to put the essence of the original through his typical sound punchy in scene. release information label: @deepstorysrecords artist: @schtu | @yeroem title: Timebomb kat: DS0004 format: digital mastering: @collected-berlin By loading the content from Soundcloud, you agree to Soundcloud’s privacy policy. Load Content