Indecorum: Vapor-Tinged Synthwave for Nostalgic Night Drives
The Rise of Indecorum: Kraków’s Rave Poet with a Need for Speed
Picture this: it’s 3:17 AM, the floor is shaking, someone’s glow sticks just flew across the room, and the DJ behind the decks is whipping through BPMs like he’s got a NOS button on his mixer. That’s not just a party — that’s Indecorum on the decks.
If you’ve ever been lost in a YouTube vortex of rave footage from Eastern Europe or stumbled upon a synth-drenched remix that made your eyeballs dilate with joy, there’s a good chance Maciej Cyfra — better known as Indecorum — was behind it. The Kraków-based sonic daredevil has become a cult hero among fans of rave-laced synthwave, euphoric gabber, and other fast, flamboyant, frankly ridiculous (in the best way) genres that thrive around 150–180 BPM.
This isn’t your average "four-to-the-floor" techno bro. Indecorum is more like what would happen if The Prodigy and Scooter had a synthwave baby in a 90s VHS music video, then raised it on anime soundtracks and Polish warehouse parties.
Let’s dive in. But buckle up — the tempo doesn’t slow down.
From Kraków with Love (and Fire in the Speakers)
Born and raised in Kraków, Poland, Maciej Cyfra’s musical persona, Indecorum, didn’t just appear out of thin rave fog. It was forged in the kind of DIY party culture that doesn’t care if the ceiling’s leaking as long as the subwoofers are working. While many artists gently ease their way into electronic music, Cyfra smashed through the front door with a glowstick in each hand.
He co-ran the legendary Ekwador 2000 rave series — a fever dream of trance, gabber, and synth-laced madness. If your party needs three fog machines and ends with someone debating the metaphysics of happy hardcore, you’d want Indecorum on your lineup.
His debut album Sanctus dropped in 2020, and it didn’t just tiptoe onto the scene. It marched in wearing glittery moon boots and shouted, “RAVE NOW, SLEEP NEVER.” The album was a beautiful Frankenstein of hardstyle, synthwave, and choral dramatics. Think: Vangelis if he did MDMA at a warehouse in Łódź.
Sound of the Century or Sonic Chaos? Yes.
Describing Indecorum’s sound is like trying to explain a dream after three Red Bulls — you kind of just have to experience it. But if we had to try:
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Euphoric gabber
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90s rave melodies
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Pounding kicks that sound like they’re trying to summon a rave god
There’s a joyful violence to it all. His 2022 single Babushka sounds like it was engineered in a lab to make you dance even if your legs are begging for mercy. And House Me Hard? That track doesn’t ask for consent — it throws you onto the dance floor whether you’re ready or not.
Then there’s Falkor’s Return, with 1.8 million streams. It feels like flying on a dragon through a neon skyline while breakbeats tear through your spine. Subtle? No. Glorious? Absolutely.
Yes, There’s Also a Song Called “Das Ist Loveparade”
Fast-forward to 2025 and Indecorum is still going 180 BPM and beyond. His latest single Das Ist Loveparade is a chaotic love letter to Berlin-style hedonism. It’s the sound of 4 AM euphoria when the lights start strobing so hard you’re not sure what year it is. Nostalgia, hard kicks, and synths that sound like you’re being chased by a VHS ghost? That’s the Indecorum promise.
And let’s talk numbers — not because they matter (music is about feeling, man), but because it’s fun:
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Feel the Heat remix: 6.5 million plays. That’s not a typo.
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Fire In My Body: 111,000 scrobbles on Last.fm. That’s a lot of sweaty headphones.
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7.7K followers on Resident Advisor — not bad for a genre snubbed by the algorithm gods.
If you're wondering where you can catch him live, get your boots ready: he's booked for Amsterdam Hard Series 2025. Expect chaos. Bring earplugs. Or don't — he probably wouldn't want you to.
The Clothes Should Be Loud Too
Here’s the thing: music like this isn’t meant to be experienced while wearing beige. You need something that looks like it sounds — retro, unapologetic, and maybe a little too bold for your aunt’s birthday brunch.
That’s where Newretro.Net comes in. Our gear is for people who want their outfit to scream “yes, I do listen to music with 170 BPM kick drums.” From denim and leather jackets that look like they time-traveled from a 90s action movie, to retro VHS sneakers that could outrun a Tron bike — it’s the vibe. Indecorum would probably show up to a set wearing our sunglasses indoors, and honestly? Respect.
So if you’re the kind of person who shazams songs in underground raves and thinks “I need that energy on my feet,” check us out. Just don't blame us if you start walking in slow motion everywhere — the drip does that.
What Makes Indecorum Stick?
Aside from the BPMs that could give your FitBit a panic attack, there’s an emotional core beneath all the neon chaos. Tracks like Millennium (his 2024 EP) showcase not just rave culture excess, but also a strange, nostalgic tenderness. It's like he's not just soundtracking a party — he's archiving a feeling. Of being young, sweaty, overstimulated, and surrounded by people who all know the exact right time to yell “LET’S GOOOOO!”
You can’t fake that. You either lived through it or wish you had.
The Beat Goes On: Indecorum's Quest for the Perfect BPM
When we last left off, Indecorum was somewhere between tearing the roof off Amsterdam and baptizing the next generation of ravers with anthems built for 3 A.M. dancefloors. But to really understand where he’s going, we’ve got to go deeper—not just into the BPM rabbit hole, but into the mind of a guy who probably hears a four-on-the-floor kick when the microwave beeps.
And yes, he's still making music that feels like getting hit by a synthwave lightning bolt while speedrunning a PS1 game soundtrack.
The Millennium EP: Nostalgia with Muscle
Let’s talk Millennium—the 2024 EP that’s less “subtle exploration of themes” and more “we just broke the space-time continuum using a Roland drum machine.” The title itself is a clear nod to Y2K-era aesthetics. For anyone who ever booted up Winamp with a skin that looked like alien tech or played Ridge Racer while chewing bubblegum and wearing wraparound shades: this EP is for you.
But don’t think this is just a nostalgia grab. Indecorum doesn’t do cosplay. Millennium is dripping with:
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Hyperactive basslines that sound like they've been caffeinated,
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Sawtooth synths sharp enough to cut glass,
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And vocal chops that feel like the ghost of a Eurodance vocalist is trying to contact you from 1998.
Each track feels like a distorted memory of a club you swear existed, even though your friends say it burned down before you were born.
Why Indecorum Isn’t Just Another Rave Revivalist
There’s a big difference between nostalgia and revivalism. Revivalists recreate the past. Indecorum takes it, microwaves it, adds fireworks, and then feeds it to your dopamine receptors. He’s not just sampling old rave tropes—he’s mutating them.
You’ll hear trance motifs, yes. But they’re filtered through gabber aggression and synthwave cinematicism. You’ll hear hardstyle drops that sound like the soundtrack to a VHS workout tape for robots.
And then there's that mischievous edge. Every Indecorum track feels like it's daring you to take it seriously... just long enough to catch you off guard with something gorgeous. A perfectly placed breakdown. A haunting chord progression. A tearjerking synth line that feels pulled straight from the heavens, right before the bass hits like a bowling ball made of steel.
You’re not just listening. You’re in it.
The Rave Philosopher
So, what drives a guy to go this hard, this fast, for this long?
Indecorum seems to operate on the philosophy that there is no such thing as “too much.” Too fast? Not possible. Too dramatic? Turn it up. His music suggests a world where maximalism isn’t a vice, it’s a virtue. If other producers are painters, he’s using a fire hose full of neon paint and doing it while crowd-surfing.
And in a world that often encourages cool detachment, this kind of ecstatic sincerity is radical. His tracks aren’t just big—they’re emotional, goofy, cinematic, terrifying, and joyous all at once.
It’s like he’s trying to take the raw, sweaty, ridiculous fun of the underground rave scene and bottle it up—without losing the weird bits.
You Can Hear the Sneakers Squeak
Look, if Indecorum’s music was a wardrobe, it would definitely be full of retro fire. It wouldn’t whisper “fashion,” it would scream “I just backflipped through a time portal and landed in a VHS commercial for synthwave cologne.”
Which, coincidentally, is kind of what Newretro.Net is about. If you’re rocking our VHS-inspired sneakers or strutting through the street in one of our distressed denim jackets, you’re not dressing for the job you have—you’re dressing for the reality you wish existed.
You know the one. Where every crosswalk has a laser grid. Every elevator has a synth soundtrack. And sunglasses? Worn at all hours, no questions asked.
We’re not saying Indecorum wears Newretro.Net. We’re just saying… if someone saw him in our black leather jacket, sprinting to a set with headphones around his neck and a USB stick clenched in his teeth? It would fit.
A New Wave of Rave
It’s worth noting that Indecorum isn’t just riding the synthwave or hardstyle waves—he’s surfing somewhere between them, creating his own shoreline. Where many artists find their niche and hunker down, he seems to constantly evolve.
He’s part of a new generation of electronic artists who don’t care about genre purism. They’ve downloaded everything. Listened to it all. Played both underground parties and Twitch streams. And they’ve decided: we’re gonna make the music we wish existed.
This genreless-but-somehow-still-rave style is why you’ll find fans of trance, breakcore, techno, synthwave, and even metal in his comment sections. Indecorum doesn’t make music for the algorithm. He makes it for the kid in the back of the club who just danced so hard he pulled a hamstring.
Where Next? Wherever There’s a Strobe Light and a Kick Drum
Looking ahead, it’s clear Indecorum isn’t slowing down. With major appearances like Amsterdam Hard Series 2025 on the calendar, more releases surely locked and loaded, and a growing cult fanbase who probably do know how to rave in three different time signatures, the future is bright — and loud.
Whether you’re listening alone on headphones or sweating it out in a warehouse filled with laser fog, Indecorum has built a sound world that’s impossible to ignore.
So crank the volume. Break the speed limit of your soul. And maybe throw on a pair of retro sneakers that can keep up.
Because in Indecorum’s world, the beat doesn’t drop — it detonates.
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