#49 Feat. Staff Picks in Downtempo

Ha:arp, a wanderer of sound, Weaves stories in each resonant tone— From Bogotás dawn to Brooklyns pulse, Now blooming beneath Mexico Citys sun. A decade spent in silent forges, Shaping velvet grooves with quiet hands; Cinematic whispers cradle the heart, Deep-house echoes drift across the land. Not to flee, but here—to stand In the weight of every breath and beat; Swaggy rhythms cradle your feet, Melodic layers rise, and roots grow deep. This is presence spun in sound: A sonic odyssey to feel and move, Where every chord invites you closer To the story Ha:arp gently proves. Mastering by Noraj Cue

Ha:arp

#68 Feat. Staff Picks in Indie Dance

A beat begins, both slick and sly, A groove that makes the night float by. Dario crafts with tender flair— Each note and swell hangs in the air. The bassline struts, but never shouts, It curls and dips, it twists and pouts. Percussion clatters, loose yet neat, A playful funk beneath your feet. With whispers soft and textures warm, The track avoids the tired norm. No thunderous drop, no club cliché, Just pulse and sway and sweet delay. It builds, it breathes, it gently bends, A tale that loops but never ends. From forest floor to lounge-lit street, Yes—**we do funk this beat.** Mastering by Robert Trifunović

Dario Klein