CTM 2026: Blawan, KAVARI, Jensen Interceptor, NET GALA

Berlin-based French DJ and producer ophélie crafts HD low end-driven music drifting across dubstep, techno, and IDM, shaped by UK sound system culture, illegal raves and melancholic sound worlds. Drawn to organic and emotional weight, her bass-driven narratives and sophisticated percussion often tint and tinkle with strands of psychedelia and trancey elements inspired by forests and oceans. She’ll be driving down strange aural avenues with her special Ambrio Mixer spatial set.

Influenced by found-footage horror films and gaming’s immersion, KAVARI's gnawed-open club freakage shakes the aura viscerally and grips mental pathways cinematically. Wrenching the listener into her gnarly machinery, stark emotional passages drift as smoke between combusting decompositions of brutalist industrial weight, laced like broken glass with the grit of filthy, filthy bass. Bodies become hostages inside a heaving bubble-dimension that is at once hostile and magnetic.

Headlining the night with a specially conceived spatial version of his 2025 LP SickElixier, Blawan has long been a defining figure in the more confrontational edges of club and techno music, from his early post-dubstep cuts to the industrial-inflected techno he helped pioneer. Across his solo work, collaborative projects and live hardware sets he’s shown a rare ability to bend harsh textures into groovage that feels alive and deliciously addictive.

Jensen Interceptor fuses the precise geometry of Detroit electro, the swagger of Miami bass, early Italo groove’s cheeky wiggle, EBM’s brooding weight, and the twitchy impulse of mutated ghettotech. Australian-born and now based in Berlin, his fearless synthesis has dropped through heavyweight outlets like Boysnoize Records and Central Processing Unit as well as his own co-run imprint International Chrome: deep slabs of metallic electro-funk rhythms, hard-edged 808 bursts and serpentine basslines, all chilled nicely with industrial coldness.

Net Gala’s distorted signals and queer-coded references jostle each other through the kinetic sensibility of Seoul’s experimental club underground, jacking with the tension-and-release pneumatics of death drops. First sparked in the queer DIY rave circuit, their lurching rhythms discard snares and hi-hats or swap them out entirely to lay atop footwork-speed grids, pitched-up hooks and softsynth leads pushed until they rasp.

Closing the night with a special spatial set of her own, DJ MELL G sharpens her rhythms with gloom, adorning her aurals in midnight tones. Fast-edged industrial-electro carves a language marked by serrated lines into the night’s flesh, a cyberpunk’s Vurt-addled dream of warped breakbeats and pulses; exposed to neon light, fractured edges and compressed emotion tighten and release, tracing the arc of a thought spasming in its grave.

A final artist will be announced.