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Shenzhen, China

Blurring the lines between the east, west, north and south.

Long Live The Underground.

SANGAM – More Than Existence Vinyl


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+ 180g Hi-Fi Vinyl

+ 400gsm Extra High Quality Jackets

+ Limited Amount of Copies

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Album is not included in the supporter package (all 4IN albums are released independently).







Video Trailer





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Time had left its indelible mark. It had no name, no memory, and no inhabitants to recall its forgotten past. The rain, an omnipresent force, wept over this forsaken place, as if mourning the lives that had once thrived in its quiet streets.

The houses, their paint peeling like the aged skin of an old man, stood like melancholic sentinels, guarding secrets they could no longer tell. The windows, like vacant eyes, stared out into the downpour, their reflections distorted and haunted. It was a place where the echoes of laughter and the warmth of familial bonds had long been silenced.

The rain, a relentless interloper, drummed on the shingled roofs and empty porches, a somber symphony for a world that had lost its way. It whispered through the cracked sidewalks, as if carrying the voices of those who had once walked these very paths. It was a rain that seemed to lament the passing of time, as if it knew the sadness concealed within the abandoned neighborhood.

No soul dared to tread the rain-soaked streets. The houses harbored enigmas, their dilapidated walls a repository of forgotten nightmares. It was a place where the past and the present converged in an unsettling marriage, where the ordinary had transformed into something altogether inscrutable.

The rain continues its relentless descent, a sense of sorrow hung heavy in the air, like an invisible pall over the decaying houses. The suburban area, imprisoned by its own forgotten past, existed as a perplexing enigma, a place where the boundaries between reality and the strange blurred, and where the horrors of bygone days whispered in the shadows, concealed behind the veil of the past.

Happy Winter Season Everyone!