In Memory of Tim David Brice 2014 

I shoot my arrows into the heavens,.. my heart burns with ardor eternal,... Hold these arrows for me - for I shall need them again someday . . .

~E.A.I.~

Tim David Brice on vocal drone singing "free"
Female vocals by COA
Erik Ingmanndsen on synths, atmospheres, guitars, & mastering


Eternals (For Tim)

Winter Eternus

In this divine beauty we come to know the stream of Oceanus,.. A longing 
to be reunited in thee Elsysian Fields, to swim the paradise lost of 
Zealandia,.. The islands of the blessed,.. Where I shall forever unfold 
with thy Muses ... ~E.A.I.~

Artwork courtesy of: sETH-aNDREW(!oBTAIN?)

Till Sorrows End (A Forbidden Place)

Come into being,... drifting from illusory flickers,.. and into gnosis,... Lucifer, light bearer,... Christ, light absorber,... From the forest ... Apotheosis . . .
~E.A.I.~

~Arise My Darling~

New & Final mix 2014 

Apotheosis (Reborn Remix 2014)

In dedication to our kitty Diana May who passed into thee ever after from feline breast cancer. She continues to visit, and give us many signs she is still with us. Please consider donating to the Humane Society, or any charitable foundation for animals in need, please consider adopting,.. We just adopted a cat from the Humane Society, his name is Ariel, Diana guided him to us ... Pure magic. Fair warning to all animal lovers this is a real tear jerker, all recordings of us with her where made two day before her passing, Her meows where made earlier when in good health, all of these are part of the song ...  We will always love you Diana, always, eternally <3



For Diana May (Our Angel Eternal)

In Memory Of My Loving Mother ~ Joyce Anne Ingman

Dear Brother Jamil: 1908 

When I read your letters I feel the existence of an enchanting spirit moving in this room-a beautiful and sorrowful spirit that attracts me by its undulation and makes me see you as two persons: one hovers over humanity with enormous wings similar to the wings of the seraphim whom Saint John saw standing before the Throne by the seven lamps; the other person is chained to a huge rock like Prometheus, who, in giving man the first torch of fire, brought on himself the wrath of the gods. The first person enlivens my heart and soothes my spirit because he sways with the sun rays and the frolicsome breeze of dawn; while the second person makes my heart suffer, for he is a prisoner of the vicissitudes of time. ...


You have always been and still are capable of causing the torch of fire to come from heaven and light the path of mankind, but tell me what law or force has brought you to Sao Paul and fettered your body and placed you among those who died on the day of their birth and have not yet been buried ? Do the Greek gods still practice their power in these days ?


I have heard that you are going to return to Paris to live there. I, too, would like to go there. Is it possible that we both could meet in the City of Arts ? Will we meet in the Heart of the World and visit the Opera and the French theatre and talk about the plays of Racine, Corneille, Moliere, Hugo and Sardou ? Will we meet there and walk together to where the Bastille was erected and then return to our quarters feeling the gentle spirit of Rousseau and Voltaire and write about Liberty and Tyranny and destroy every Bastille that stands in every city in the Orient ? Will we go to the Louvre and stand before the paintings of Raphael, Da Vinci and Corot, and write about Beauty and Love and their influence on man’s heart ?

Oh, brother, I feel a gnawing hunger in my heart for the approach of the great works of art, and I have a profound longing for the eternal sayings; however, this hunger and longing come out of a great power that exists in the depth of my heart-a power that wishes. to announce itself hurriedly but is unable to do so, for the time has not come, and the people who died on the day of their birth are still walking and standing as a barrier in the way of the living.


My health is, as you know, like a violin in the hands of one that does not know how to play it, for it makes him hear harsh melody. My sentiments are like an ocean with their ebb and flow; my soul is like a quail with broken wings. She suffers immensely when she sees the swarms of birds hovering in the sky, for she finds herself unable to do likewise. But like all other birds, she enjoys the silence of Night, the coming of Dawn, the rays of Sun, and the beauty of the valley. I paint and write now and then, and in the midst of my paintings and writings, I am like a small boat sailing between an ocean of an endless depth and a sky of limitless blue-strange dreams, sublime desires, great hopes, broken and mended thoughts; and between all these there is something which the people call Despair, and which I call Inferno.

Kahlil Gibran - A Self Portrait 1908

All Music & Mastering By: Erik A. Ingmanndsen October 30th 2015 (C) Ash Fallen Brightly 

Star Births & Breaths

From the sea, and suddenly.., emerging with you . . . (your eyes, my window)
~E.A.I.~

Sea, Iris, & Suddenly

As winter approaches, and I fade into twilight slumber, I shall awake at the end of ice fields, shattered by sun rays, and made anew ...

~E.A.I.~

Snow Drifts & Sun Rays

At thee arm he said (sacred) ... you go home ...

Artwork by Sandra Jane Suleski
~Behold the Bearer of Flowers (for there shall be two) - 2011~
More of her works can be found here- http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100002552787782

At Thee Arm He said... (Madonna Of The Pomegranates)

Pardoned: 
Courtesy of: Ferah Dervish.

Lend me your eyes, 
Mine have darkened ... 
Stitch the heart around the seams, 
Don't let the cool breeze harden 
The layers unseen ... 

"The struggle is part of the story"

This track is now mastered as of 6-1-2016 (today) for the upcoming album & artwork has been improved too : )

Freytag's Pyramid (Thee Exposition)

As ash falls brightly on some heavens field, we hold to our hearts a prism of reflection ...a duality of spirit embraced ...a new found faith born of ember, and ash ... Blessed are those that reach for feather and fire ...

~E.A.I.~

Ash Fallen Brightly On Some Heavens Field (2015)

Autumnal gardens,.. esoteric urgency, approaching with great hesitation the 
possible pathway to Eden ... I seek with caution the magical gardens where 
the weeping angels speak the heart's opulent language, and everything the 
soul yearns to utter,.. the petal of the deepest rose, the truth lantern ...

Prose written by: Erik Ingmanndsen & Ferah Dervish

Freytag's Pyramid (The Rising Action)

Reminiscent of Soul Whirling Somewhere, and Flying Saucer Attack. My 1st song made public with my own vocals,.. This is the 1st & now mastered version,. & a second version will be made for a future release ...

Lyrics: Waiting for the rain, I see the way it is, all the ways it is,.. I see how it's supposed to be, I see right in front of me,.. waiting for the same, to wash this all away . . .
Erik Ingmanndsen: on synths and all vocals. Released 03 May 2012 on Band Camp,.. Mastered & finished today: March 3rd 2013

This song has received approx 700 plays everywhere posted, its been called a universal anthem,. & like being suspended in net cast of galaxies : )

Waiting For The Rain

Reminiscent of Black Tape for a Blue Girl ~

"Learn not to destroy with words what you have created with silence" 

~Bukowski~

Partial Lyrics:  "I see the silent one,. the silent one,.. I see she's gone so far"

The Silent One

This project represents an ideal never to be but in the hearts and minds of those that reveal. A ghost that haunts me, reminding me of such beauty that only in the rarest of human moments, shows glimmers of its self. Fleeting and ephemeral. … My inability to ever let it go ... All laid on slow moving beds of ice, or flower beds bright and lovely with an extended life. Sometimes making the point of the beauty and pain I try to convey all encompassing …

Note: Not all songs will be on thee upcoming album: ~ Eta Carinae. There are newer songs in process …
If I had to describe the sound of my music, I would describe a lot of it as "Organic High Definition", mechanical yet bursting with life, Traditional Ambient, Dream Pop atmospheres, fused with Ethereal elements reminiscent of many early 4AD & Projekt Records releases, yet, something completely unique ... 

~Erik Ingmanndsen~ on synthesizers, samplers, vocals, female vocal creation & programming. Rhythms, most prose and poetry and sound design, most visual art, and all audio mastering.
More collaborators to come in the near future as well ...

So far, 

Two new songs with former 4AD This Mortal Coil vocalist  ~Louise Rutkowski and one new song with former Black Tape for a Blue Girl violinist ~ Vicki Richards. As well as another new one with the incredibly beautiful vocals of ~Aviya Baran. 

Those and more, will be available when album is released.

Ash Fallen Brightly

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