Picture this: you wake up after an accident, your body feeling like it’s made of lead, and everything around you is a confusing blur, as if time has come to a standstill. The atmosphere is thick with an unsettling silence, and then bam! Everything jolts back into motion, smashing through your senses like a whirlwind. This bizarre moment sticks in your mind, refusing to fade away like an unwelcome fog.

As your awareness returns, a strange mix of fear and an unexpected calm washes over you. It’s as if you’ve stepped into a twilight zone, straddling the line between dreams and reality, where the two mingle in an intricate dance. Deep inside, there’s a flicker of hope: maybe when you wake up fully, this will all turn out to be a bad dream, merely a trick of your imagination.

As you sift through this jumble of feelings, the world around you starts to come back into focus, albeit slowly. Sounds are muted, like you’re underwater, and colors pop in and out like a slideshow that can’t quite catch up. You struggle to make sense of your surroundings: the crumpled metal, shattered glass, and the distant wail of sirens cutting through the haze. Faces flit in and out of your vision—some familiar, others strangers—each one marked by an urgent energy. Yet, they feel more like shadows in a dream than real people.

Panic starts to creep in. Your heart races, every beat thudding loudly, a stark reminder of your vulnerability. You attempt to move, to shake off the fog clouding your mind and grasp the reality that feels just out of reach. But your limbs are sluggish, as if weighed down by something thick and heavy. Frustration bubbles up inside you, a primal urge pushing you to break free from this dreamlike state and face the truth head-on.

As you wrestle with the bizarre twist of time around you, the hard truth of your situation begins to sink in. The weight of your injuries presses down, reminding you that this isn't some surreal dream but an all-too-real experience. That flicker of hope dims, replaced by a pressing need to understand what’s happening. What went wrong? Where are you? And will you ever find your way back to the life you once knew?

Time seems stretched like taffy, and within that tension, you find a peculiar clarity. You come to realize that this moment, the convergence of trauma and awakening, could change everything. Gathering the scattered pieces of your thoughts, you start to construct a clearer picture of your circumstances, bracing yourself for what lies ahead. You know deep down that you must find the strength to face this new reality, even as time continues to swirl around you, caught between what has been and what might be, between hope and despair.

Interludes

Coming To (Interlude)

Microtonal quartet performance for Malloween Festival in celebration of the release of the 3rd album by Mall.Dad.

Watch the complete Malloween Festival here:
www.twitch.tv/videos/2290543539

Listen to Mall.Dad 3 here:
soundcloud.com/mall-dad/sets/malldad-3-sticks-in-the-sticks

Just Wanna Live (Live)

cheers for having a listen


i think it's time you have to go
but i think you knew this long ago
it happens to the best of us, cast aside and left to rust
you know thats just the way

then the realisation's taken hold 
you been left out in the cold
frozen out the welcome mat, took away and not put back
you know thats just the way

you made your peace now with your past
except some things aren't meant to last
everyone will tell you you'll get through
keep keeping on thats all you do
cos it's the only way

where would you go what would you do
there's a big old world in front of you
and it's hurtin now more than before, through heavens gate to the devils door
you know we lost our way

take a seat it won't be long, all the pain will soon be gone
you know thats just the way
make your mind up right or wrong, the way we're going it won't be long
thats the way

Thats The Way

The end of the beginning

I fear it's over
And I fear it's soon
And I fear it's over
I fear it's coming soon
And I fear it's over
I fear it's over
Over

People Pleaser

The Betrayer (Carousel Remix)

Sunday Meditation_02

12th Street Groove

Piano Concerto No.3 (3rd movement) Op.36

Hega - Tree Of Life - 07 Desert Journey

made entirely with NCH software. OMG i'd forgotten what depression feels like. this is awful. why bother with anything, life has no flavor. ugh. nightmares. and someone is in danger per nightmare. and mean home invaders. and irl so much chores before end of summer. good thing i have steel trapped against doing recreational drugs this year, because this would be the mindset to get into trouble.  hang in there other depressed people - and eat FIBER and fermented foods because the gut bacteria is in charge of us all.

i have antibiotic induced depression

2025-08-23

on the waves of the night

Welcome to the BrainStorm Experience. 

This is where our music has  become our devotion, where story and sound entwine as one living entity. 

Each track is a untold story, until now, carrying fragments of emotion across the threshold between you and something beyond the ordinary. 

Beneath the surface, quiet truths wait to be found, revealed not through words alone, but through feeling. 

We offer notes and timestamps only as constellations to help you navigate, though the meaning is yours to uncover.

What you see is as vital as what you hear. 

The screen before you transforms into a mirror of the music’s soul, a shifting, breathing gallery that reflects tone, motion, and memory. 

Each image pulses with the same essence that lives within the melodies, inviting you to reflect, to drift, to become part of its rhythm.

For the truest experience, we suggest listening through headphones.

They awaken the subtle layers that dwell beneath the surface, where whispered harmonies, faint textures, and unseen details wait to be heard. 

In that space between sound and silence, time begins to dissolve, and the world grows distant.

BrainStorm Operations exists to offer more than sound. It is a refuge, a sanctuary carved from serenity, designed to bring stillness to the mind and warmth to the soul. 

Across more than ten hours of carefully woven music and vision, we extend a hand into the quiet , a moment to simply exist and feel.

If you are here, it's not an accident. Your presence completes the circle. 

Settle into the stillness, surrender to what stirs within, and let the music find you. 

This is where the journey begins.

Warm regards from the flightdeck,

Keith Alban, (and formerly Sven Klitsch)

*Disclaimer*  

I must acknowledge the fantastic source of my artwork: Desktopography - desktopography.net/. I am also a part of three art collectives: Desktopography, depthCORE, and EvokeONE, where I have served as the music director.  

I have been fortunate enough to use their incredible works in this format. The heart of this experience lies in the stunning artwork contributed by the talented artists from all three collectives, lending a unique charm and beauty to the BrainStorm visual treasure.