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"Spacelunch" (short. spclnch) spclnch) is a Dutch electronic music label with an emphasis on the dub sound founded in Minsk in 2019 by Thomas Carmody.

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.

12/09/2025

Out now! Digital edition!
Upwellings – Magnetic Steps w/ Fingers In The Noise Remix

From stripped-back motion to dense, driving force — Vincent Raude shapes sound in waves. It swells, pulls back, then sinks deeper. Contours shift. Gravity bends. Laurent Bisch signs off with a remix like a clear signal pulsing through the midnight static.

👉 Available on all major platforms: lnk.to/magnetic-steps

29/08/2025

spclnch podcast #93 / Asphalt Layer

They simply called it “The Laboratory.” There were no windows — only the hum of life-support systems and aquariums filled with lifeforms that defied classification. On evenings like this, Spacelunch would tune the setup, Cat would yank out unnecessary cables with his tail, and everything would freeze in anticipation of the signal. A deep, steady mix filled the space, seeping into reservoirs, consoles, and whispering sensors. Something flared, something trembled — as if the environment itself was trying to synchronize with the rhythm. Later, a new chapter would appear in the Professor’s log: “Sample 93.”

Stream: lnk.to/spclnch-podcast-93

25/08/2025

SPCLNCH-BLACK continues: a series where minimalism becomes message, and sound drifts between the real and the imagined.

Chapter two — “Echoes From Iconia” by Basicnoise. Shifting time layers, slow pulses, and distant patterns with no clear origin. The signal is a trace of something that was here — or still is. You listen. Something listens back.

Pre-order: lnk.to/echoes-from-iconia

Logbook. Exploration mission.

Day 1. The planet is dead. An anomaly is detected — the time flow is slightly distorted.

Day 2. Landed in the central crater. The clocks of our suits show different times from the clocks on the ship. The gap is increasing.

Day 4. Logs contain records of events that never happened. A report of tomorrow’s evacuation appeared in the system. No one wrote it.

Day 5. We found footprints leading from the landing site to the crater, identical to ours. The ship log was discovered nearby. Final entry: “Do not enter the crater.”

Log transmission terminated. The crew did not reestablish contact.

21/08/2025

Out now!
DP-6 – Distant Thunder

The legendary duo DP-6 returns with a four-tracker: deep house and dub techno in their most distilled, grown-up form. Just sound that knows exactly what it’s doing. Spacious and detailed, each track is carefully built: low-end pressure, dubby pulses, textures that move like weather.

A soundtrack for deep nights and long focus. Nothing more, nothing less.

👉 Streaming now on all major platforms: lnk.to/distant-thunder

13/08/2025

SPCLNCH13 is live. Loud and clear. “Magnetic Steps” by Upwellings, with a remix by Fingers In The Noise.

From stripped-back motion to dense, driving force — Vincent Raude shapes sound in waves. It swells, pulls back, then sinks deeper. Contours shift. Gravity bends. Laurent Bisch signs off with a remix like a clear signal pulsing through the midnight static.

Black vinyl, precision cut, wrapped in the signature style.

Bandcamp: spclnch.bandcamp.com/album/magnetic-steps
Deejay: www.deejay.de/Upwellings_Magnetic_Steps_SPCLNCH13_Vinyl__1153507
Decks: www.decks.de/track/upwellings-magnetic_steps/cp2-l1
Juno Records: www.juno.co.uk/products/upwellings-magnetic-steps-vinyl/1101274-01/

07/08/2025

DP-6 – Archive G
spclnch, 2025

Captured and catalogued.

03/08/2025

Reviewed by Juno Records 🥰

”Spclnch - say it however you want, frankly - welcomes classy dub and techno operator Upwellings for three more of his considered sounds. 'Space Suburb' is a fleshy opener with a broad and bass low end but crisp rhythm, 'Iron Clouds' then leans more into the groove with a menacing urgency and 'Magnetic Steps' cuts loose on a widescreen and liquid dub that's slower, more pensive, more ambient in design. A Fingers In The Noise remix shuts down with a deft touch for late night hypnosis. Beautifully deep stuff.”

Juno Records: https://www.juno.co.uk/products/upwellings-magnetic-steps-vinyl/1101274-01/
Bandcamp: https://spclnch.bandcamp.com/album/magnetic-steps

01/08/2025

Frequency unlocked: Bandcamp Friday deals

Use code “aug25_friday” at checkout for 25% off any release.
Or go deeper: 50% off the full discography.

Your support powers the ship, warms the circuits, and opens new paths to explore.

Thank you for being with us out here – it means the world.

👉 https://spclnch.bandcamp.com/

30/07/2025

🚨 Transmission update

“Upwellings – Magnetic Steps” is still in preorder orbit, but gravity’s pulling fast.
Copies are drifting off the radar across sectors.

Secure yours before the window closes:

Bandcamp: spclnch.bandcamp.com/album/magnetic-steps
deejay: www.deejay.de/Upwellings_Magnetic_Steps_SPCLNCH13_Vinyl__1153507
Decks: www.decks.de/track/upwellings-magnetic_steps/cp2-l1
Juno Records: www.juno.co.uk/products/upwellings-magnetic-steps-vinyl/1101274-01/

28/07/2025

Coming soon: DP-6 – Distant Thunder

Pre-order / preview: lnk.to/distant-thunder

The casino, tucked away in an old freight terminal, had no name on the facade. Locals simply called it “The Hum” — a place where you could lose your money, and maybe even your mind. The air was thick with to***co smoke and cheap perfume, and the ceiling sank into a pulsing dim light.

Spacelunch passed a row of slot machines, where regulars pressed the buttons like condemned souls, and stopped at the roulette table. Fraudlin, a scrawny gambling addict with a blank expression, was sucking the last puff out of a cigarette butt as if no one else existed. Suddenly, a figure in a long coat appeared beside him.

— You only show up when things get tough.
— Fair. Today I need your ears.
— Heard about Cat. Word is, the bracelet has changed hands — more than once. And not just the bracelet. Some data on your whereabouts, too.
— Any idea who’s behind it?

Fraudlin flicked the ash, watching the roulette pill slide into a black slot.
— Rumour has it the trail runs through the old customs department. A lot of middlemen down there are working under the Corporation’s wing. Too neat to be a coincidence.
— You think Cat set me up?
— Sometimes it’s easier to blame the closest one than to admit you got outplayed.

Silence fell, full of second-guesses and afterthoughts. Spacelunch reached into his coat and tossed a credit chip onto the pile of chips.

— Let me know if anything new comes up.
— Don’t worry. The Hum hears everything. Keep my channel open.

13/07/2025

There’s elegance in limitation, and “Mind Over” leans into it. Podime and Vincent Casanova shape a compact space where nothing feels rushed. The drums are warm and grounded, the loop breathes with calm precision. Let it run.

Play / buy: lnk.to/mind-over-CC22

07/07/2025

Coming soon: Upwellings – Magnetic Steps w/ Fingers In The Noise Remix

Pre-order / preview: lnk.to/magnetic-steps

The landscapes of Orlan 19 resembled the dream of a mad cartographer: cliffs were floating above the surface, horizons were bending and vanishing into infinity, and energy vortices were flaring up beneath their feet in psychedelic patterns. The familiar laws of physics didn’t apply here — gravity shifted chaotically, and time flew with unpredictable intensity. As Spacelunch, absorbed in thought, stroked the ground which distorted like a mirage under his touch, Cat’s grumbling echoed simultaneously from the past and future:

— Doc, don’t you think we’re just walking in circles?
— No wonder. That’s how inverse modelling works. Every action we take reshapes the surrounding space.
— Can you explain it in simpler terms? There’s only one genius here.
— Ever heard of the Philadelphia Experiment?
— Of course! You know how much I love sushi rolls!
— Well, I set myself up for this predicament… Back in my university days, we experimented with magnetic fields trying to program them by thought. You get where I’m going, don’t you? The planet is reacting to our intentions. So, focus on visualizing the portal.

The confusion on Cat’s face gave way to a mask of detachment. Clusters of matter began to tremble pulling the threads of reality to their breaking point before finally forming a vortex. Having devoured as much as it could, the vortex snapped shut with a loud pop and dissolved in a blinding flash.

As the scene began to take shape, silhouettes emerged under the soft glow of a desk lamp, evoking an overwhelming sense of nostalgia. A worn desk and a small bed stood by the wall adorned with faded photographs, while the floor let out a gentle creak underfoot. The clearer the interior came to be, the more paralyzing the realization, and the more elusive the explanation for what had happened became.

— Holy…! Cat, are we looking at the same thing?
— Yeah, but… This can’t be real.

Spacelunch slowly approached the window and froze still. A single thought raced through his mind: “The only force strong enough to pull me this far… was love.”

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spclnch (read as “spacelunch”)

There’s a dashboard with multi-colored indicators and switches in front of you. The signal lights of the take-off approvingly instruct the never-ending journey in space and time of musical styles.

We fill the electronic panorama with a variety of sound scenes. Here dense rhythms are in harmony with airy motifs, bright tones are idyllically intertwined with the twilight side of complex forms, which are replaced by worldly nature, and ecstatic grooves are drowned in the abyss of transcendental contemplation.

This is a space lunch.

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