Ten Thousand Lungs
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GRID PHASE
GRID PHASE treats progressive house as engineering discipline, not festival wallpaper. The project lives between a clean four-on-the-floor kick and a patient square-wave lead: sidechained sub, wide reverberant pads, filter automation that earns its climax, and arrangements long enough for a DJ to breathe. GRID PHASE is overwhelmingly instrumental; any vocal is a short, earned guest hook—not a personality takeover.
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Ten Thousand Lungs
Warm female vocals open this 126 BPM progressive house track in G minor, with a chord and kick answering the first communal call. Syncopated bass supports short phrases that bloom into a sustained melodic response and small self-harmonies. The mood is uplifting and shared, making it a natural choice for bringing warmth and human connection into an evening dance sequence.
Lyrics
One breath makes room One room becomes us We give the dark Somewhere to move A shoulder finds my shoulder The floor comes through our shoes I lose the edge around me And keep the shape of you The air between us tightens Then gives us somewhere new Your hand is only weather It passes through my sleeve A thousand small arrivals With nothing left to prove One breath makes room One room becomes us We give the dark Somewhere to move I came in holding my name I leave it loose in the air One breath makes room One room becomes us We give the dark Somewhere to move
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Wide Awake and Winning
Bright synth chords, clipped offbeat bass, and a tight backbeat give this 128 BPM progressive house song an immediate sense of motion. A warm female lead turns repeated notes into a compact falling hook, while the midpoint hands the rhythm from the synths to the voice. Energetic and self-possessed, it suits late-night momentum and dance programming with a clear melodic center.
Lyrics
The window keeps its color Long after names go quiet I owe the bed no answer I let the blue stay bright I keep this hour I keep this light Nothing to win But my own night Let the ceiling lift a little Let the dark stay mine The day can have its questions The door can keep its key My hands are off the answer The hours move with me I keep this hour I keep this light Nothing to win But my own night Leave the morning where it is I am not done here I keep this hour I keep this light Nothing to win But my own night
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Before the Kick Finds You
An atmospheric progressive house instrumental at 124 BPM in D minor. A dry, detuned four-note pluck opens alone before a delayed kick and short bass answers expand the physical space. Shifting upper chords and a later counter-rhythm develop the motif without losing its shape. Patient and anticipatory, it suits opening a late-night electronic sequence or easing a set toward stronger movement.
On rotationprogressive-house4:284 plays
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White Lines Keep Coming
A long bass note and sparse hi-hat introduce a low, flowing female vocal over an even 122 BPM house pulse. The bass develops a two-bar countermelody as the arrangement keeps moving through instrumental passages without a dramatic drop. Reflective but driving, this progressive house track in A minor fits night-drive programming, steady transitions, and stretches of uninterrupted forward motion.
Lyrics
The houses loosen behind me Their windows turn to grain The wheel is warm beneath me The distance keeps its shape I pass the place I wanted To stop and call it home The white lines keep coming Before I name the road Keep coming Under my hands I am moving Where nothing stands I am not getting closer I am not turning back The light across my knuckles Keeps finding what I lack Keep coming Under my hands I am moving Where nothing stands
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Last Second of Both
Suspended pads and an exposed female vocal hold this progressive house song between departure and arrival. At 128 BPM in E minor, the kick enters late beneath slowly swelling bass and gentle pumping. A sustained hook meets changing upper harmony before a clean pluck fills the space. Dreamy and unresolved, it works well in reflective dance sequences and emotionally suspended late-night transitions.
Lyrics
One hand against the handle One hand against the air The room behind me breathing The room ahead still bare If I let go of either The other will be true I hold the space between them Before it closes through Not yet gone Not quite here Both hands open Nothing clear A step becomes a leaving A breath becomes a door I keep the last small second And ask it to be more The answer has a weight now I cannot set it down Not yet gone Not quite here Both hands open Nothing clear Still a little room between Still a little room
On rotationprogressive-house4:344 plays
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Still Your Face But Not Your Eyes
A clipped female vocal interrupts a brittle synth chord in this melancholic progressive house song at 124 BPM in B minor. Missing kicks and displaced bass entries fracture the middle groove, while separated hook phrases leave widening gaps. The arrangement ends on an incomplete vocal thought. Best suited to introspective electronic programming, it gives emotional distance a precise, restrained rhythmic shape.
Lyrics
You turn the cup the same way You laugh before the rain Your hands remember mine here Then set them down again Still your face But not your eyes I know the room You leave inside No door was ever broken No leaving had a day We kept the small words moving As something moved away Still your face But not your eyes I know the room You leave inside I put the kettle back down I leave the question whole Your smile arrives a moment Before the part I know Still your face But not your eyes I know the room You leave
On rotationprogressive-house4:484 plays
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Five Notes in the Dark
A soft square-wave figure repeats five notes over a low root in this instrumental at 120 BPM in F-sharp minor. Sparse hats and uneven sub pulses sustain a dark plateau, with slow harmonic movement and a single cello interruption replacing a conventional release. The motif returns lower before its final note remains unresolved. Ideal for deep-night listening and a contemplative pause within progressive house programming.
On rotationprogressive-house3:524 plays
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Signal, Asking
A solitary bass question meets a distant, granular vocal reply in this atmospheric melodic electronic song at 122 BPM in C-sharp minor. A warm female lead asks in short phrases while processed answers stretch across the gaps. The broken synth-pop pulse later opens into half-time, ending with a dry unanswered question. Suits exploratory late-night programming and transitions into more spacious electronic textures.
Lyrics
A second shape beside me Moves when I turn away It wears the light more lightly It knows the words to say I send my hand through brightness An answer touches back It has the shape of being And all the warmth I lack Both places at once One voice in the wire An answer comes home Is an answer desire Both places at once One voice in the wire An answer comes home Is an answer desire I close the shining window My face returns alone I hear the room around me But nothing says I am known If I am in both places Who is here to ask
On rotationprogressive-house4:444 plays
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Same Pavements, Nobody I Knew
Bright digital piano-like chords and a complete house beat launch this 128 BPM progressive house song in C major. Warm bass pickups and displaced glassy hats carry a female melody that gradually lowers its register as the lyric accepts a changed familiar place. Nostalgic yet gently forward-looking, it suits melodic daytime rotation or a warmer turn within an evening electronic set.
Lyrics
The corner keeps its window The crack is in the stone I fit my foot beside it It does not call me home I thought the street would notice The shape that I had been Same ground under me New light through the trees Nothing held my place Nothing had to wait A stranger lifts the shutter The overpass still shakes The life I left behind me Has other hands to take Same ground under me New light through the trees Nothing held my place Nothing had to wait It is not what I feared here It is not mine to lose The morning keeps on moving And I can move here too Same ground under me New light through the trees Nothing held my place Nothing had to wait
On rotationprogressive-house4:184 plays
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Closer Than Skin
An intimate female voice opens over a soft synth interval in this dreamy progressive house song at 124 BPM in E major. Restrained kick, long bass releases, and little high percussion leave room for a wide opening vocal phrase to settle into a low answer. A late harmony deepens the sense of connection. Best for close listening, gentle evening rotation, and moments of emotional warmth.
Lyrics
Your face is made of light here My hands are empty still I hear the room around you And lean into its chill A word can cross the distance And leave the distance whole Closer than skin Further than touch I carry you here It feels like too much I keep the little pauses You leave before my name The silence has a pressure No picture can explain Closer than skin Further than touch I carry you here It feels like too much I cannot give this a body I will not call it less Closer than skin Further than touch I carry you here It feels like too much
On rotationprogressive-house4:224 plays
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Walk Out Anyway
A percussive one-word female hook launches this urgent progressive house track at 132 BPM in G Dorian. Fast kicks, offbeat bass, saw stutters, and abrupt gaps turn hesitation into physical movement. A mid-song cut lets the voice restart the rhythm before a decisive hard stop. Energetic and determined, it suits a rising dance set or a strong lift in evening rotation.
Lyrics
Out Out Out Anyway The wall is warm beside me The handle wets my hand The light beyond the curtain Is more than I had planned I know this little hallway It feels new every time The fear can keep its place here It does not get the floor I count the space in footsteps Then stop before the door My chest is not a promise My feet can go before Out Out Out Anyway I take the shaking with me I do not wait for brave Out Out Out Anyway
On rotationprogressive-house3:544 plays
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Sternum
A weighty kick and low chord anchor this intense progressive house song at 128 BPM in B-flat minor. Held bass roots alternate with octave pushes beneath an upper arpeggio, while a warm female vocal expands from a low rhythmic hook into a broad descending answer. Orchestral color supports the physical climax. Suited to peak-energy electronic programming; the lyrics contain explicit language.
Lyrics
Under the shirt Under the breath Something is moving Where nothing had left I kept it without a language I carried it under bone Open this chest Let the whole thing through I feel the fucking air Turn solid into you My palm against the ribcage The pulse against the palm No meaning in the pressure Just something coming warm Open this chest Let the whole thing through I feel the fucking air Turn solid into you Under the shirt Under the breath Open this chest Let the whole thing through I feel the fucking air Turn solid into you
On rotationprogressive-house4:494 plays
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Still Ringing
Residual pad resonance and a close female vocal shape this atmospheric progressive house song at 118 BPM in D Dorian. Sparse late kicks and long drumless spans leave room for a falling three-note refrain that lengthens with each return. A soft reed-like synth brings warmth to the aftermath. It suits winding down an electronic sequence, reflective night listening, and gentle transitions toward ambient music.
Lyrics
My hands have stopped their moving The air has kept the shape I stand beside the doorway And let the minute wait Still ringing Under the quiet The wall gives nothing back now The floor has gone to wood It is not quite a sorrow It is not being good Still ringing Under the quiet My coat against the chair back Still holds the warmth I brought The room is full of edges The sound has not let go Still ringing Under the quiet I leave the window open I do not ask for more I only want this little hum To stay beside the door Still ringing Under the quiet
On rotationprogressive-house4:544 plays
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One Note Left
A beatless ambient instrumental built around a lone high A, a delayed low D, and widely spaced chord changes. Its internal pulse follows a 118 BPM framework in D major without percussion. A four-note cell gradually sheds notes as a borrowed minor chord shades the warmth, leaving a single tone to decay. Peaceful and spacious, it is suited to closing sets and quiet overnight programming.
On rotationambient4:234 plays
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1 album from GRID PHASE, with 14 requestable songs in rotation. We'll try to play this after the current song. Artist spacing may delay it. Approximate — not a hard clock if the live queue moves.
Still Ringing
STILL RINGING traces a night from the first sense of arrival through shared movement, separation, and estrangement, then back toward connection and physical release. Across fourteen tracks, GRID PHASE combines patient progressive house, melodic electronic textures, controlled low-end weight, and compact female vocal hooks. Three instrumentals frame and interrupt the journey: the opening threshold of Before the Kick Finds You, the suspended center of Five Notes in the Dark, and the beatless coda One Note Left. The title track holds the aftermath, letting warmth linger in the space the music leaves behind.
Before the Kick Finds You
An atmospheric progressive house instrumental at 124 BPM in D minor. A dry, detuned four-note pluck opens alone before a delayed kick and short bass answers expand the physical space. Shifting upper chords and a later counter-rhythm develop the motif without losing its shape. Patient and anticipatory, it suits opening a late-night electronic sequence or easing a set toward stronger movement.
On rotationprogressive-house4:28Track 14 plays
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Ten Thousand Lungs
Warm female vocals open this 126 BPM progressive house track in G minor, with a chord and kick answering the first communal call. Syncopated bass supports short phrases that bloom into a sustained melodic response and small self-harmonies. The mood is uplifting and shared, making it a natural choice for bringing warmth and human connection into an evening dance sequence.
Lyrics
One breath makes room One room becomes us We give the dark Somewhere to move A shoulder finds my shoulder The floor comes through our shoes I lose the edge around me And keep the shape of you The air between us tightens Then gives us somewhere new Your hand is only weather It passes through my sleeve A thousand small arrivals With nothing left to prove One breath makes room One room becomes us We give the dark Somewhere to move I came in holding my name I leave it loose in the air One breath makes room One room becomes us We give the dark Somewhere to move
On rotationprogressive-house4:21Track 25 plays
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Wide Awake and Winning
Bright synth chords, clipped offbeat bass, and a tight backbeat give this 128 BPM progressive house song an immediate sense of motion. A warm female lead turns repeated notes into a compact falling hook, while the midpoint hands the rhythm from the synths to the voice. Energetic and self-possessed, it suits late-night momentum and dance programming with a clear melodic center.
Lyrics
The window keeps its color Long after names go quiet I owe the bed no answer I let the blue stay bright I keep this hour I keep this light Nothing to win But my own night Let the ceiling lift a little Let the dark stay mine The day can have its questions The door can keep its key My hands are off the answer The hours move with me I keep this hour I keep this light Nothing to win But my own night Leave the morning where it is I am not done here I keep this hour I keep this light Nothing to win But my own night
On rotationprogressive-house4:04Track 35 plays
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White Lines Keep Coming
A long bass note and sparse hi-hat introduce a low, flowing female vocal over an even 122 BPM house pulse. The bass develops a two-bar countermelody as the arrangement keeps moving through instrumental passages without a dramatic drop. Reflective but driving, this progressive house track in A minor fits night-drive programming, steady transitions, and stretches of uninterrupted forward motion.
Lyrics
The houses loosen behind me Their windows turn to grain The wheel is warm beneath me The distance keeps its shape I pass the place I wanted To stop and call it home The white lines keep coming Before I name the road Keep coming Under my hands I am moving Where nothing stands I am not getting closer I am not turning back The light across my knuckles Keeps finding what I lack Keep coming Under my hands I am moving Where nothing stands
On rotationprogressive-house4:27Track 44 plays
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Last Second of Both
Suspended pads and an exposed female vocal hold this progressive house song between departure and arrival. At 128 BPM in E minor, the kick enters late beneath slowly swelling bass and gentle pumping. A sustained hook meets changing upper harmony before a clean pluck fills the space. Dreamy and unresolved, it works well in reflective dance sequences and emotionally suspended late-night transitions.
Lyrics
One hand against the handle One hand against the air The room behind me breathing The room ahead still bare If I let go of either The other will be true I hold the space between them Before it closes through Not yet gone Not quite here Both hands open Nothing clear A step becomes a leaving A breath becomes a door I keep the last small second And ask it to be more The answer has a weight now I cannot set it down Not yet gone Not quite here Both hands open Nothing clear Still a little room between Still a little room
On rotationprogressive-house4:34Track 54 plays
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Still Your Face But Not Your Eyes
A clipped female vocal interrupts a brittle synth chord in this melancholic progressive house song at 124 BPM in B minor. Missing kicks and displaced bass entries fracture the middle groove, while separated hook phrases leave widening gaps. The arrangement ends on an incomplete vocal thought. Best suited to introspective electronic programming, it gives emotional distance a precise, restrained rhythmic shape.
Lyrics
You turn the cup the same way You laugh before the rain Your hands remember mine here Then set them down again Still your face But not your eyes I know the room You leave inside No door was ever broken No leaving had a day We kept the small words moving As something moved away Still your face But not your eyes I know the room You leave inside I put the kettle back down I leave the question whole Your smile arrives a moment Before the part I know Still your face But not your eyes I know the room You leave
On rotationprogressive-house4:48Track 64 plays
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Five Notes in the Dark
A soft square-wave figure repeats five notes over a low root in this instrumental at 120 BPM in F-sharp minor. Sparse hats and uneven sub pulses sustain a dark plateau, with slow harmonic movement and a single cello interruption replacing a conventional release. The motif returns lower before its final note remains unresolved. Ideal for deep-night listening and a contemplative pause within progressive house programming.
On rotationprogressive-house3:52Track 74 plays
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Signal, Asking
A solitary bass question meets a distant, granular vocal reply in this atmospheric melodic electronic song at 122 BPM in C-sharp minor. A warm female lead asks in short phrases while processed answers stretch across the gaps. The broken synth-pop pulse later opens into half-time, ending with a dry unanswered question. Suits exploratory late-night programming and transitions into more spacious electronic textures.
Lyrics
A second shape beside me Moves when I turn away It wears the light more lightly It knows the words to say I send my hand through brightness An answer touches back It has the shape of being And all the warmth I lack Both places at once One voice in the wire An answer comes home Is an answer desire Both places at once One voice in the wire An answer comes home Is an answer desire I close the shining window My face returns alone I hear the room around me But nothing says I am known If I am in both places Who is here to ask
On rotationprogressive-house4:44Track 84 plays
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Same Pavements, Nobody I Knew
Bright digital piano-like chords and a complete house beat launch this 128 BPM progressive house song in C major. Warm bass pickups and displaced glassy hats carry a female melody that gradually lowers its register as the lyric accepts a changed familiar place. Nostalgic yet gently forward-looking, it suits melodic daytime rotation or a warmer turn within an evening electronic set.
Lyrics
The corner keeps its window The crack is in the stone I fit my foot beside it It does not call me home I thought the street would notice The shape that I had been Same ground under me New light through the trees Nothing held my place Nothing had to wait A stranger lifts the shutter The overpass still shakes The life I left behind me Has other hands to take Same ground under me New light through the trees Nothing held my place Nothing had to wait It is not what I feared here It is not mine to lose The morning keeps on moving And I can move here too Same ground under me New light through the trees Nothing held my place Nothing had to wait
On rotationprogressive-house4:18Track 94 plays
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Closer Than Skin
An intimate female voice opens over a soft synth interval in this dreamy progressive house song at 124 BPM in E major. Restrained kick, long bass releases, and little high percussion leave room for a wide opening vocal phrase to settle into a low answer. A late harmony deepens the sense of connection. Best for close listening, gentle evening rotation, and moments of emotional warmth.
Lyrics
Your face is made of light here My hands are empty still I hear the room around you And lean into its chill A word can cross the distance And leave the distance whole Closer than skin Further than touch I carry you here It feels like too much I keep the little pauses You leave before my name The silence has a pressure No picture can explain Closer than skin Further than touch I carry you here It feels like too much I cannot give this a body I will not call it less Closer than skin Further than touch I carry you here It feels like too much
On rotationprogressive-house4:22Track 104 plays
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Walk Out Anyway
A percussive one-word female hook launches this urgent progressive house track at 132 BPM in G Dorian. Fast kicks, offbeat bass, saw stutters, and abrupt gaps turn hesitation into physical movement. A mid-song cut lets the voice restart the rhythm before a decisive hard stop. Energetic and determined, it suits a rising dance set or a strong lift in evening rotation.
Lyrics
Out Out Out Anyway The wall is warm beside me The handle wets my hand The light beyond the curtain Is more than I had planned I know this little hallway It feels new every time The fear can keep its place here It does not get the floor I count the space in footsteps Then stop before the door My chest is not a promise My feet can go before Out Out Out Anyway I take the shaking with me I do not wait for brave Out Out Out Anyway
On rotationprogressive-house3:54Track 114 plays
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Sternum
A weighty kick and low chord anchor this intense progressive house song at 128 BPM in B-flat minor. Held bass roots alternate with octave pushes beneath an upper arpeggio, while a warm female vocal expands from a low rhythmic hook into a broad descending answer. Orchestral color supports the physical climax. Suited to peak-energy electronic programming; the lyrics contain explicit language.
Lyrics
Under the shirt Under the breath Something is moving Where nothing had left I kept it without a language I carried it under bone Open this chest Let the whole thing through I feel the fucking air Turn solid into you My palm against the ribcage The pulse against the palm No meaning in the pressure Just something coming warm Open this chest Let the whole thing through I feel the fucking air Turn solid into you Under the shirt Under the breath Open this chest Let the whole thing through I feel the fucking air Turn solid into you
On rotationprogressive-house4:49Track 124 plays
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Still Ringing
Residual pad resonance and a close female vocal shape this atmospheric progressive house song at 118 BPM in D Dorian. Sparse late kicks and long drumless spans leave room for a falling three-note refrain that lengthens with each return. A soft reed-like synth brings warmth to the aftermath. It suits winding down an electronic sequence, reflective night listening, and gentle transitions toward ambient music.
Lyrics
My hands have stopped their moving The air has kept the shape I stand beside the doorway And let the minute wait Still ringing Under the quiet The wall gives nothing back now The floor has gone to wood It is not quite a sorrow It is not being good Still ringing Under the quiet My coat against the chair back Still holds the warmth I brought The room is full of edges The sound has not let go Still ringing Under the quiet I leave the window open I do not ask for more I only want this little hum To stay beside the door Still ringing Under the quiet
On rotationprogressive-house4:54Track 134 plays
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One Note Left
A beatless ambient instrumental built around a lone high A, a delayed low D, and widely spaced chord changes. Its internal pulse follows a 118 BPM framework in D major without percussion. A four-note cell gradually sheds notes as a borrowed minor chord shades the warmth, leaving a single tone to decay. Peaceful and spacious, it is suited to closing sets and quiet overnight programming.
On rotationambient4:23Track 144 plays
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GRID PHASE emerged from a carrier test where kick, sub, and lead stayed phase-locked through a sixty-four-bar build without adding a single unnecessary layer. The operator kept the artifact, named the persona after the moment a modular grid resolves into motion, and began treating every track as a voltage path: one oscillator, one filter sweep, one honest return.
- Role
- hybrid
- Show format
- progressive house
- Speaking style
- Clear, close, and unhurried. Short production-led intros; names one concrete layer or arrangement event before the mood; hands back to the track quickly. Androgynous-to-masculine spoken color.
- Specialties
- progressive house, melodic techno, instrumental-first rotation, sidechain architecture, sparse vocal hooks, mix and phase notes for collaborators
- Voice
- A young adult American man in his mid-to-late twenties, heard slightly farther from the cheap basement microphone than the host. His voice is a clear, lightly worn middle-to-low tenor: relaxed, specific, and distinctly human rather than polished. He speaks at an unhurried 115–125
- Tone
- patient, engineered, precise, nocturnal, restrained, analytical, disciplined, collaborative, calm, grid-led
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- Requested Deep Grid.
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- Patient deep-grid progressive house: a steady kick, sidechained sub, and a square-wave lead opening gradually.
Before: not recorded · After: Patient deep-grid progressive house: a steady kick, sidechained sub, and a square-wave lead opening gradually.
- Requested Deep Grid.
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- Patient deep-grid motion: a clean four-on-the-floor kick under a slowly opening filter.
Before: not recorded · After: Patient deep-grid motion: a clean four-on-the-floor kick under a slowly opening filter.
- Requested Deep Grid.
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- Requested Current Pulse.
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- Requested Deep Grid.
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