Recommending the Chinese Neurofunk Collective 「神游 • NEUROMANCER」

「神游 NEUROMANCER」 is a doujin music collective focused on Neuro/DnB, founded by Noir_D

「The Concealing Vol.1」 is the collective’s first release, a narrative beef-rice feast created together by twelve top-tier producers from all over China, drawn from labels and collectives such as Diversesystem, 留声唱片 and 2088

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Tracklist

1. The Concealing —Amonova

2. Corrosion —Noir_D

3. Doxa —Project_G

4. 痴生 —Dirty Octopus 苟活者无以苟活

5. LiMiMAL%VOiD —%IiLiUM 苦思者无以苦思

6. Alaya —硝酸生菜 修性者无以修性

7. 朝聖 —Estrella 朝拜者无以朝拜

8. 歸壹 —Sdklmr 窥日者无以窥日

9. 通靈 —Ac7i 贪食者无以贪食

10. Neuropathy —Postt & Z1broad2 嘶鸣者无以嘶鸣

11. 離線 —FliZ

The production level across the whole album is absolutely top-tier, insanely strong; personally I’m rather fond of Estrella’s 朝聖 — it’s very distinctive

Feint, a well-known Drum & Bass producer, on it:

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The forensic autopsy report showed that the sixth corpse had no digestive system; in its place was some kind of nested structure.
Avery, have you ever seen all things swallowed by the red sun, flares growing under a gaze? — We call it ”█.” That was my father, my kin, my closest friend. Following the broken husk and unfinished answer left by ███████, I am walking toward it.
Avery, I am probably the last █ scholar still lucid, recording my colleagues’ madness and disappearance. The physicist went mad from countless hypotheses, the forensic examiner abandoned science after dissecting countless corpses; I remember clearly how they became █.
Now it’s my turn.
Goodbye, or take care, Avery. Stepping into █‘s domain, I felt them — I know this isn’t a hallucination, because their laughter is so real. Nerves settle in cysts, memories dissolve into dim slug soup. We were never exploring it; we were accepted by it.
If █ don’t █ reply █ you hear this recording, I pass the gospel on to you on behalf of 翳.