Discover 56 psychedelic releases with free Bandcamp download codes from independent artists and labels.
Sunny days long gone by were captured here and resonate through these songs, bringing back the glory of those magical golden sunlit afternoons and summer nights with fireflies, crickets and a beaming moon in the sky. For another sunny day, or a rainy day... as always, to the peaceful mind - this music will take you there. Robodop Snei is psychedelic electronic music created with multiple analog synthesizers, vsts and other hardware - It's spaced out psychedelic synth pop!
Jesus Jackson und die grenzlandreiter, der bestgehütete Geheimtipp der Augsburger Popszene, feiern ihr 25-jähriges Bestehen mit einem neuen Album. “Acid Kommunismus” erscheint als gemeinsames Release der Labels gebrauchtemusik (betrieben von Bandmitglied Gerald Fiebig) und attenuation circuit. Produziert wurde “Acid Kommunismus” wie bereits das 2017 erschienene Vorläuferalbum “Wall of Sound” von Alexander Möckl. Der Gitarrist, Komponist und Produzent ist in Augsburg bestens bekannt durch eine Vielzahl von Projekten wie die Voodoophonics, die Standals und seine akustischen Solostücke.
The second collaborative effort from Kh3rtis and Cpektir sees the next instalment of Psychonautic. For this collection, the two artists have come together in their mutual appreciation of Psilocybin Mushrooms and look to explore the healing powers of this naturally occurring substance. This EP takes a darker tone from Vol I. The introspective nature of Magic Mushrooms brings forth the signals of soul, inner spiritual growth and one's constant strive for balance in this realm. It's within these darker experiences, in the dismemberment of our sense of self and ego, that we find the extent of our own psyche, we understand our limits and are able to muster the courage to push past them and become better creatures.
"Psychonautic, Vol 1" is the inaugural collaboration of Cpektir and Kh3rtis. These artists have come together in their mutual respect for psychedelic exploration to share their experiences, as well as the lessons taken from their experiments. These initial meetings have been immortalised in Vol 1 as they look to demystify and remove the stigma of this gift from the universe.
Upon escaping Earth, Khertis heads for the Voltang System. On his way however he experiences trouble with his ship and crash lands on a forgotten world on the Outer Rim/ With little hope of rescue, Khertis seems destined to die here. He pulls out his guitar and begins to write the stories that have led him to this point.
10 track album
THE HOUSE HAS FORGOTTEN ITS ANGLES. Claw Of Midnight — crooked alter-ego of Rhode Island psychedelic dungeon-synth legend Old Moth Dreams — returns with twelve phosphorescent abnormalities assembled cadavre-exquis-style from one long, finely smoked improvisational séance. Minimal post-production. Maximum organism. Absolute freedom. ORGASMIC CHAOS. Analog keyboards purr against kalimba droplets. Magnus organ exhales velvet ectoplasm. Toy guitar, ukulele, bass, melodica and assorted little miracles crawl over each other / under each other / inside each other until instrumentation becomes irrelevant and everything melts into one enormous lubricated sound-world. Dungeon synth gone bad. Doom/stoner metal eating glowing mushrooms behind the cemetery. 1973 arthouse horror soundtracks copulating with dark prog. Noise in the wallpaper. Occult psych in the bloodstream. Opiated synthwave drowning beautifully in a bathtub of violet milk.
track by paul delamour
All sounds by Mike Honeycutt. Edited and constructed by Jeff Surak. Originally released on CD-R in 2004. Original promo notes said "First installment in the Mystery Hearsay trilogy for zeromoon. Psychedelic noise, harsh swirling collages of sound over flow on this disk assembled by MC Ladno"
𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖘𝖊 𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖑𝖞 𝖇𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘 𝖚𝖕 𝖔𝖓 𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖕𝖍𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖘 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖉𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖘 𝖑𝖊𝖙'𝖘 𝖘𝖊𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖎𝖌𝖘 𝖔𝖓 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖊 It's amazing how little time changes things. Tall Can and I recorded this album six years ago, with the country in the midst of an authoritarian power grab amid nationwide protests while colonialist war raged in Gaza and global debt soared to record highs. Then Tall Can got locked up. And a few years, a global pandemic and a prison sentence later, he's been released into a world which... well, doesn't look a whole lot different. Which is terrible for the state of the world, but does mean the rage against the powers that be contained in these songs feels as relevant as ever, even six years later. 𝖎𝖋 𝖜𝖊 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓 𝖆 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖘𝖔 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖞 𝖌𝖔𝖑𝖉𝖊𝖓 𝖜𝖊 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙 𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖍 𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖆𝖘 𝖘𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝖍𝖚𝖒𝖇𝖑𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖞 𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓 𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖎𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖆𝖎𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖐𝖊𝖓 𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 "...undoubtedly one of the year’s most enjoyable rap projects. ...quite visionary... It has an irresistible disjointedness to it that if it doesn’t have you hooked on the very first listen will have you considering a replay. ...Intense!" -Doth Music
the 2nd full length album of psychedelic singer/songwriter LunchBox President. A mix of Talking Heads, Alex G, and Flaming Lips.
One take. One guitar. Twenty-odd minutes. No pre-written compositions. No editing. Everything you hear was created, played, and recorded on the spot, all at once, in the real time the album lasts. There was no music before I hit REC. This album was born with my ears bleeding Mahavishnu Orchestra — twenty-minute-plus tracks, no breath left to edit, no room to fake it. The following week, I locked the studio door. Camera off: I didn't want the burden of performing a smile for a lens; I wanted every ounce of my flesh in the sound. I grabbed the guitar and let the friction of the pick rip out everything that had been stuck inside. What exploded through the monitors is what stayed: one take, no cuts, no overdubs, no pre-written compositions, no second chances. The only editing on this record is the cut of silence between one sound change and the next, left intact so it wouldn't break the listener's breath. There's no editing beyond that because there can't be: to edit would be to lie about the sweat and the overload that actually happened in that room. Only afterward did I split the single track into ten parts, and only then came the titles, pulled from the chaos that was eating at me in that moment — not from anything I'd planned to say before I played. The album's runtime is the actual time it took me to record: twenty-odd minutes from a mind that doesn't know how to play in pieces — it only knows how to burn whole. Divergent because my mind is a storm of possibilities that refuses to be tamed into three-minute choruses of some pale pop song. And divergent because that's how I chose to make music in this industry: alone, because I never learned how to ask for anyone's time but my own; with no quantization to correct what life, hostile and harsh, made a point of bending out of shape; with no artificial intelligence outsourcing the blood that can only come from within.
This is the second one of four single track releases we plan to release this year. Like on almost all of our songs, we combined lead guitar and bass guitar recordings with a range of synthesizers but In contrast to our previous release, this song has a stronger focus on the Psytrance genre. The mood is a little bit smoother with a dreamy and psychedelic soundscape. The title refers to the crazy theory of the physician Max Planck about the things that happened in the first seconds after the big bang. This theory is commonly called the Planck Era or the Planck Epoch.
10 tracks with technoish vibe
10 track album that whispers gently to your mind and scares the hoes
4 track album
2nd single for the upcoming album AWORLDWINDBUTFUN a song about useless foibles in a loving relationship.
Venture into a cyber-psychedelic space odyssey detailing the exploits of the infamous 'WANTED: Cyborg Outlaw #6667' .. 11 track album. Made by Sertulariae, the Magnificent Cosmic Buttbaby . Whoop a lot of ass in Space, smoke a lotta grass it's no race. hmm.. what else rhymes . grace lace place trace grape clape bub grub snub hand gland flan plan green clean mean plean peen weenis macaroni tony bologna quiver sliver beaver teeter river mister blister creator masturbator
uh oh,... my dang ole dingaling fell right off in the supermarket today! Howdy folks, experimental outsider artist from Louisiana here. This was my first LP and i had 100 unused Bandcamp codes. I've been composing computer music for 20+ years ever since i was in highschool and now i'm a depressed, balding man who's almost 40. You're not going to find more unique computer music than this, so give it a spin! Don't worry about me, I'm not really depressed, but i am criminally insane and talk to wild animals for fun. <3 *sm00ch* Love you, have a great day. Opps.. i accidentally forgot 9-11 damn. MY POOR TALLYWHACKER is deceased : ( doctor reattach my dong pls
A small collection of downtempo, dreampop songs about space, dreams, and robots.
