Basil O'Glue pulls double duty as the label boss who refuses to delegate, delivering a double-sider that breaks both physics and memory. "Reversible Descent" drags you down a hypnotic, raw rabbit hole that you can easily escape—though you won't want to. On the flip, "We Decide What to Forget" injects a dose of old-school energy so pure it completely wipes out twenty years of modern musical trauma. BAGRUHM accepts no liability if you end up perfectly mimicking the synth lines with your mouth while forgetting where you parked your car.

Basil O'Glue pulls double duty as the label boss who refuses to delegate, delivering a double-sider that breaks both physics and memory. "Reversible Descent" drags you down a hypnotic, raw rabbit hole that you can easily escape—though you won't want to. On the flip, "We Decide What to Forget" injects a dose of old-school energy so pure it completely wipes out twenty years of modern musical trauma. BAGRUHM accepts no liability if you end up perfectly mimicking the synth lines with your mouth while forgetting where you parked your car.

BAGRUHM Trance (Raw / Deep / Hypnotic)

NAV serves up a piece of music so smoothly calibrated it makes standard progressive house sound like a rough draft. UNWA then hijacks the stems, dialing back the house restraint to build a soaring, trance engine optimized for late-night liftoff. Another uncompromising blueprint from BAGRUHM. Hit play, or don't. We both know you're already doing it.

BAGRUHM Trance (Raw / Deep / Hypnotic)

San Varez debut with "Pleyades," aiming straight for the stars and overshooting just enough to make it interesting—lush, moody, and quietly dramatic in all the right ways. Ormus steps in like a cosmic mechanic, tightening the bolts and adding extra thrust for the dancefloor. Bagruhm's first outing? Subtle as a supernova, obviously.

San Varez debut with "Pleyades," aiming straight for the stars and overshooting just enough to make it interesting—lush, moody, and quietly dramatic in all the right ways. Ormus steps in like a cosmic mechanic, tightening the bolts and adding extra thrust for the dancefloor. Bagruhm's first outing? Subtle as a supernova, obviously.

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The reinforcements have finally arrived, in the form of remixes by F-Act and Pablo Gargano. Because even superheroes need backup sometimes, and being Basil is not an easy job. Capes get heavy, deadlines get closer, and track titles keep getting longer. Our graphic designer, sadly, was unable to answer the call. He is still locked in an epic struggle with the dark forces of his software of choice, bravely holding the line against crashing timelines, corrupted files, and the ever-rising prices of RAM sticks. Victory is uncertain, but the music survives — louder, sharper, and now reinforced.

Basil O'Glue pulls double duty as the label boss who refuses to delegate, delivering a double-sider that breaks both physics and memory. "Reversible Descent" drags you down a hypnotic, raw rabbit hole that you can easily escape—though you won't want to. On the flip, "We Decide What to Forget" injects a dose of old-school energy so pure it completely wipes out twenty years of modern musical trauma. BAGRUHM accepts no liability if you end up perfectly mimicking the synth lines with your mouth while forgetting where you parked your car.

KEISTEP — the trance producer, not the tiny keyboard you bought, delivers two tracks so clean they practically sanitize the playlist: Archangel and Lunar Blues. Archangel descends from the heavens, glowing, dramatic, and probably judging your life choices. Meanwhile, Lunar Blues vibes like the moon at 3 A.M. sending you cryptic texts because it just felt like you were awake. Together, these tracks form a cosmic duet of divine drama and interstellar moodiness. Its celestial chaos, organized nonsense, and somehow… impossibly… unmistakably KEISTEP. Not to be confused with Keystep. Seriously. One makes trance. The other makes dust.