Hello, Stranger!

Thank you for stepping under the light of the Tokyo moon. This track is my first step into the world of music, a way to capture those moments of solitude when the city goes quiet, and thoughts become clearer. I hope you find your own story here, feel the rhythm that echoes in your nights, and discover the warmth hidden in the cold sound.

Thank you for being here.

In the Room

Under Tokyo Moon - Relax Chill Music

Sitting in my room, the only light comes from a lava lamp on the shelf. The Rhodes plays as if on its own, while a gentle beat weaves into this nightly ritual. I’m not trying to create something grand; I’m just capturing the mood of the moment. Outside, there’s silence, occasionally interrupted by passing headlights, and I keep pressing the keys. This music doesn’t demand your attention — it simply exists. For those who, like me, find their peace in the slow glow of a lava lamp.

Lava Lamp - Relax Chill Music

Chilling Chilli, our soulful lo-fi artist, shares a memory of a warm summer night when life felt lighter. This track is the perfect soundtrack for journaling, late-night stargazing, or simply enjoying a quiet moment with a cup of coffee. Every note tells a story of lost dreams and newfound peace.

“This is a reminder that even the smallest moments can hold great meaning if you stop and truly listen,” says Chilling Chilli.

Dive into his world and find your own memories within the melodies.

Memories (single)

Memories

Memories (Lo-Fi Chill Beats for Relaxation & Study)

I never thought shadows could speak. But one night, as I stared at the walls of my room bathed in neon light, I heard an echo. It was quiet, like a whisper, yet impossible to ignore. It carried the voices of solitude and serenity, light and darkness blending into a single moment. It spoke of those who searched for themselves amidst the chaos. This melody is what I heard that night - simple sounds that became something greater. This is my neon echo. Now it can resonate in your room too.

Neon Echo: Chill Lo-Fi Beats to Relax and Study

Illusion of My Mind – A Tribute to the Past.

Ten years ago, my friends and I recorded our first album. It was raw, loud, and unpolished—but it was real. A reflection of our fears, dreams, and the chaos of youth. Illusion of My Mind is more than just a remake; it’s a reimagining. A bridge between then and now.

The track is heavy, carrying the weight of those memories. It builds, swells, and pulls you into the storm—only to suddenly collapse. A sharp cut, a plunge into the void. The final moments dissolve into a droning hum, like an echo from the past fading into infinity.

Time moves on, but the music remains.

Unknown

10.02.2025

Illusion in My Mind

Remix on my track "Illusion of my mind" by Vespaurel
Its bonus track from "Unknown"

Illusion of your mind (Vespaurel remix)

He had slept for too long. ❄️
Forgotten in the cold, buried beneath layers of time,
he heard nothing but distant echoes of the past. 🌫️

But at some point, the silence cracked. ⚡

At first, it was a barely perceptible rhythm.
The pulse of time. A whisper breaking through the ice. 🕰️❄️

Then came the voices.
Old, familiar, yet changed. They called to him:

✨ Wake up. ✨

The wind howled. 🌬️ The ice shattered. ❄️ He opened his eyes. 👁️

It was time to play music again. 🎵🔥

Wake Up

Waves don't vanish. They pause. A silent force lingers beneath the surface, waiting for the right moment to rise. A voice whispers through the static—then, everything shifts. Stillness is never truly still. 🌊🌊

Stillwave

LOST is a collision with yourself — a moment when you’re left alone with the voices inside. There’s no silence here, only the roar of thoughts, as piercing as the ripping fuzz guitars and waves of synths crashing like distant memories 🌊.

We’re all a little lost. Wandering through the neon haze, through words that aren’t ours, through our own doubts. But maybe being lost is the only way to truly find ourselves? 🌃

Lost

You are here again.
Smooth black sand under your feet.
A distant murmur of waves ahead.
You don’t remember how you got here.
You walk forward. That’s the only thing you can do.
The mist shifts, blurring the horizon, but you know what lies beyond—an endless sea. It calls to you, just like before.
Like always.
Each time you find yourself here, you lose something.
First, it was names. Then voices. Faces.
Now, you don’t even remember yourself.
But everything around you stays the same.
You look into the distance, but there is no end.
You know you’ve stood here before.
Maybe once.
Maybe forever.
You take a step.
The sand beneath your feet feels lighter than before.
You don’t know where this path leads.
You just walk.

"Unknown" – a story of those who seek themselves, but lose something every time."

He stepped onto the empty road. Behind him—the lights that had burned for too long. Ahead—only the wind, the only one who knows his name.

He doesn’t look back. There’s nothing to take, nothing to leave behind. His sneakers kick up dust, the rhythm of his steps merging with his pulse. In his chest—a familiar feeling: a mix of exhaustion and freedom.

The road narrows. Space collapses. One last effort, one final leap—and the world disappears.

"Exit" — a story of escape, where you’re never sure if you’re running away or finally finding yourself.

Exit

I think I’m done.
I stay. I’m silent. I wait.
But I don’t know how to live like this.
Again — into the pulse and the silence.
This time is definitely the last.
Just like the last.
And the next.

Space

A morning outside of time.
Somewhere between the last dream and the first ray of light,
there’s a place where nothing rushes —
only echoes drift in slow motion.
This track isn’t just music — it’s a room.
A space to hide from yesterday and delay tomorrow.
“Morning” was written in a moment of stillness.
It breathes with reverb, melts into silence, and leaves only one thing behind:
the quiet proof that you're still here… and that’s enough.
Welcome to a morning that never ends.

Morning

somewhere between the wave and the echo
i found myself
wordless, shapeless —
like salt on fingertips,
like a shore with no footprints

i didn’t know why i came —
but i knew i couldn’t leave

thoughts were drifting
like seaweed underwater
pulse beating steady,
like the heart of a sleeping beast

everything moved slowly,
but that was the strength of it

Ocean

Once, it was just a shadow on the wall — fleeting, like a breath someone forgot to take.
Now — a crack in reality, where the light begins to seep through.

An old road, once walked, now taken differently.
Dust of forgotten choices underfoot, clouds of unsaid words overhead.
Anxiety whispers, “don’t sleep through it,”
and hope replies, “you still have time.”

Not a beginning, not an end.
A crossroads where you hold your breath,
just to hear where your heart is trying to go.

No.3

BLACKHOLE is an ambient post-rock project that blends the loneliness of space with the icy vastness of Siberia. Haunting guitars, deep drones, and distant echoes evoke frozen landscapes, the whisper of the wind, and forgotten signals. Rooted in nature and ancestral ties, BLACKHOLE’s sound is a meditative yet unsettling journey—where time dissolves, and only sound remains.

Blackhole

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