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Spacelunch (short. spclnch) is a Dutch electronic music label with an emphasis on the dub sound founded in Minsk in 2019 by Thomas Carmody (@thomascarmody). The key ethical principles are an individual approach and a careful selection which allows you to get the best possible from the communication with artists.
The concept of releases is dedicated to a fantastic multimedia universe. The space adventures of Spacelunch and Cat unfold in episodes of an interactive musical comic. Each of them has an original script, and they are connected by a consistent storyline.
* We are always open to promoting high-quality music from third-party sources! To get an author's review/premiere — write to the email: spclnch@gmail.com
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Special Zip – Dr. Caligari’s Experiment | SPCLNCH14
5d ago00:10:00Tap to summarizeSpecial Zip shapes his narrative into an album with bold, unpredictable movement. A melancholic intro of philosophical keys gives way to something else sooner than you'd expect. An active rhythm section takes over across several tracks, pulling between progressive energy, psychotropic dub, and underground minimal with a kink-laced aesthetic. The remixes from Toki Fuko and Alexander Bogdanov work like yin and yang — balancing calm against rave, drive against detachment, threading tribal and techno into each other's edges. . Dr. Caligari was notoriously out of his mind — a genius fixated on experiments and a former lecturer at the Department of Experimental Phonetics. His students, Spacelunch included, spoke of him with cautious admiration: “Too smart to be normal; too bold to stop.” His laboratory looked like a hand-welded cosmos: cables everywhere, diodes, and the soft hiss of electricity. “What’s that?” Spacelunch nodded toward the large glass dome. “My new invention that allows sound to become tangible. Care to take a look?” The Professor and Cat carefully stepped inside. “You’re about to be the first to witness the voice of space!” “Hey, we didn’t sign up for this!” “Doesn’t that make the experiment more interesting?” Caligari smiled and turned a dial. Their bodies stretched like strands of pasta and vanished. An instant later, they found themselves in another dimension: towers of transistors and coils rose into the sky, the air thrummed with low-frequency oscillations, and every flash of light carried the rhythm of a sonic lattice. Almost at once, the image wavered like old film, went black, and then snapped back to the laboratory. Caligari sat at the console, eyes fixed on the monitors. “It worked,” he whispered. “Perfect phase alignment!”
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Deemkeyne – Broken Feelings | SL91
3w ago00:04:00Tap to summarizeDeemkeyne takes over the relay of densifying spaces. Thick as tar, a dark substance spills across the ground, gradually transforming into an active matter. As its radius of influence expands, it begins to assume different forms. It first grows more adhesive, penetrating the cells of living organisms. Then it alters all living matter at a genetic level and initiates the renewal of the surrounding environment. Eventually, a new reality takes shape. From this point on, everything surrounding it exists as a self-sustaining dub ecosystem, governed by sonic processes of different orders. . One month later. Cat had been discharged early in the morning, so he had the rest of the day ahead of him — ideally to be spent in good company. The Professor was waiting at the reception to sign the remaining documents. Suddenly, the elevator doors opened, presenting Spacelunch with his renewed companion. “Hey, Fluffy! You’re healing like a dog!” “I’ve got nine lives, remember? Did you bring the gift?” Their tight hug marked more than just a reunion. Life has a way of putting things back into their place — often to teach a lesson. Sometimes a harsh one. What once seemed insurmountable can suddenly feel harmless, even amusing, when one faces a real threat. “Let’s go to Melvin’s — we’ll surprise him!” “I knew you’d say that, Doc. Let’s grab some wok on the way.” Like that, after a bit of preparation, the two friends stood in front of Melvin’s apartment. They exchanged a glance and decided to scare him with a loud knock. After the first bang, the door creaked open slightly. No one was inside. The place was in disarray. At first, it felt like a failed prank — but there was nothing funny about it. On the table lay a crumpled note, covered in strange symbols and numbers. Their return to normal life had come much sooner than expected…
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R.Hz – Hybrid Dub | SPCLNCHBLACK03
4w ago00:10:00Tap to summarizeThe Black Series once again introduces declassified files. R.Hz has documented an unexplained sonic phenomenon. It seeps beneath the skin, triggering derealization and a sense of detachment from the self. The dark environment is filled with ominous rustles, trip-infused samples carrying fragments of thought emerging from the depths of consciousness, viscous dub matter, and horror-laced pads set against fractured rhythmic structures. . The experiment aboard orbital station Sequoia-4 began as a routine test of the acoustic array. The team attempted to synchronize an analogue resonator with a quantum audio synthesizer. The two incompatible frequencies were expected to cancel each other out. Instead, the instruments registered a stable wave. It didn’t fade, on the contrary, it did respond to every sound, every movement around it. At first, they assumed a coding error, but the wave began adapting to the researchers’ voices, shifting its amplitude and rhythm. Within hours, its spectrum started to resemble a heartbeat. The recording was forwarded to the Analysis Division, where it was named Hybrid Dub — a hybrid resonance formed between the machine and the human senses. The phenomenon proved unpredictable: each listener described different effects, from gentle euphoria to vivid recollections of memories that had never occurred. Even after the system was powered down, a faint signal persisted in the ether — as if the mechanism had learned to breathe on its own. Some claimed that, when replayed, traces of the ocean, rustling leaves, and distant voices could be heard — as though the signal had passed through layers of living matter and remembered them. The project was shut down, and the archive sealed. Only one line remained in the final report: “The signal wasn’t created — it discovered us.”
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Javier Ho – Fake Freedom | SL90
Apr 700:04:00Tap to summarizeDub surfer Javier Ho opens the season, gliding through waves of delay and navigating the depths of the genre. In this new tetralogy, he maintains a measured rhythmic range from track to track, all immersed in layers of hazy, fog-drenched synthesizers. . “Just think about it, you narrowly dodged the bullet from my double. Bloody madness!” “At least he didn’t complain as much. By the way, Doc… since when do you know how to fire a blaster?” “I don’t. That was my first time holding one. Must’ve been the Japanese whisky.” Cat let out a soft chuckle, but immediately winced in pain. IV lines, a pile of pills, and the steady pulse of a cardiac monitor all signalled a deep, still-fresh wound. The Professor had paid a high price to have his friend treated here, under the care of the finest specialists in the galaxy. The wards of Healthy Spirit Clinic were equipped with the latest technology designed to fight for the lives of high-ranking officials… or reckless explorers. “Melvin really helped us. We should thank him properly — once you’re back on your feet.” “Great idea! We could all go out for Chinese. Damn… I could really use a shrimp wok right now.” The operation was successful. The surgeons removed the explosive round that, by sheer luck, never detonated. A scar would remain on the tailed patient’s body — but as they say, every scar is a story. But do shared ideals survive conflict? Though the matter was settled for now, the final answer would reveal itself in the pursuit of new adventures.
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Premiere: Amaral Borges – Melted Patch [DUBCUTS009]
Mar 1800:07:38Tap to summarize@symbiotical-records @amaral-borges
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Premiere: Peter Zherebtsov – Heavy Hitting [UTR056]
Mar 1200:11:01Tap to summarizeUtro Records dives into darker territory with Peter Zherebtsov’s Habitat EP — stripped, industrial-leaning minimal built on weighty low-end and tense atmospheres. Our pick, “Heavy Hitting”, sits right in the center of that mood: slow pressure, metallic echoes and a groove built on dense rhythm and controlled restraint. @utrorec @unknownartist88 @nvradr
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Premiere: Tarek JR – Rin (Za__Paradigma Remix) [TKT015]
Feb 1800:07:31Tap to summarizeReleased on TAKT Recordings, The Rin EP by Tarek JR operates in that narrow band where minimal house becomes almost architectural — reduced, steady, and precise. Za__Paradigma’s version pushes it deeper into the room: longer shadows, heavier air, and a groove that deepens with each pass, gradually locking into place. @taktrec @user-389265331 @zaurik-1
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E-Mantra – Distant Signals | SL89
Feb 1700:04:00Tap to summarizeTo connect with higher intelligence, E-Mantra shapes expansive sonic fields with shifting ranges. Embedded within them are messages about the hidden rituals of the port of Constanța, the power of untamed elements, and philosophical invocations. Micro-crackling textures, cosmogenic synthesizers, and dense, space-filling pads draw the listener into a hypnotic state, gently softening the narrative of a new chapter. . Having regained consciousness, Spacelunch looked around and realised he was still exactly where he had been. His heart was pounding — half from the hangover, half from a growing sense of dread. Struggling to focus, he used his portable communicator to initiate a transfer to the Cat’s location. Since Melvin still had Cat’s service blaster, his route required an extra stop. A few minutes later, a smart car pulled up to the intermediate address. Its door lifted, revealing a slim, slightly unsteady figure with messy curls. Waiting on the other side, in the darkness, stood a large caterpillar. “Mel, did you bring the gun? We don’t have time.” “You look rough, Doc. I’ll lose my mind if something happens to either of you. Maybe I should come with you?” “Just give me the damn gun. And stay on the line.” “Here. Please… be careful.” The professor jumped back into the smart car without another word, and it disappeared around the intersection. The autopilot counted down the remaining distance until a run-down industrial area appeared in the window. “You have arrived,” the navigator intoned like a command. Spacelunch rushed toward the building entrance as a desperate scream came out from the inside. Cat lay on the floor, gasping for air. He was wounded. “Taste this, you freak!” The double’s head burst to pieces from a precise shot. “Meeeow! You actually came… Don’t leave me again…” “Hang on, buddy! The help is on the way.”
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Phasen – Places With Gaby | SL88
Jan 1500:04:00Tap to summarizeFraudlin finished his cigarette in no time. His only breakfast was a cup of instant coffee — all he could afford after a night at a casino. Instead of brushing his teeth, he rinsed his mouth with another bitter sip, then sprayed himself with cologne to mask the smell of sweat and questionable places. The young gambler, fired up on adrenaline, often neglected basic hygiene, but today there was another, far more serious reason: an informant had delivered alarming news. And he had to move fast. His head felt like a dusty chest that had suddenly been thrown open. Fraudlin rushed out of the house the moment he realised something irreversible was about to happen. Nearly tripping over his own feet, he reached the comms point to send Spacelunch the coordinates through a secure channel. His thin fingers trembled as he dialled. The first call was declined. The second… “Yeah?” “Urgent! Cat is with you right now — and he’s in danger!” “What are you talking about?!” “Well, technically, he’s with another you. One of the Aerospace Corporation’s goons stole your smart-bracelet. They activated the portal and sent a double after your friend to eliminate him and frame you. I’m sending the location!” The professor sprang to his feet, turned suddenly pale, and fainted. Strained nerves mixed with alcohol made a toxic blend. Now, only luck could change the course of what was coming.
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spclnch podcast #94 / Tech Spirit
Jan 401:03:23Tap to summarizeInspector Tech Spirit from the Ecological Commission has been urgently dispatched to a distant planet. A special audio transmission has been recorded to synchronize with the frequency of its inhabitants and observe their behavior. The investigation is now underway. @techspiritset
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