The Dormancy is the sixth album by God Body Disconnect. A borderland where all mirrors tell the same thing; you are not yourself. The voice of the body is not your own and there is no way to wake up from the dreadful haze.

Bruce Moallem continues his unique combination of nightmarish field recordings and dosed soundscapes, mixed with confessions recorded on an old tape machine.
Bruce yet again shows us why he is considered a master of sonic storytelling.

Recommended for fans of walls of sound, isolation and tape machines.

Written, Produced, Performed - Bruce Moallem
Artwork & Mastering - Simon Heath

The Dormancy

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Mindwarden joins the Cryo Chamber with a moody piano filled album of calm futuristic atmospheres on the album Timeless

The raindrops slither on the window like translucent snakes. Refracted palpitations from the high-rise outside throw glittering light into the murk of your apartment. You down two tabs of hypodust as you exit the double-bolted door. The apartment building lies silent but for the faint piano notes spilling down from the penthouse far above. Most inhabitants are long gone since the Arcology went bankrupt. The hallway lies dark—another blackout, since no one services the building anymore. Time moves slow in the skeletal interior. Where once dreams were projected onto reality, the only dreams worth living now are of the sleeping kind. And so the hypodust hits, breaking you out of one slumber, only to cast you into another.

Recommended for fans of Lingering Piano notes, Misty interiors and Introspective Science Fiction

Written, Produced, Performed - Velislav Zuev
Artwork & Mastering - Simon Heath

Timeless

Mereological Nihilism

God Body Disconnect presents his 7th solo album, Spiral of Grief. An introspective journey through a world of melancholia, where haunting questions of mortality and madness form the path.

B.M. Journal Entry 05/14/XXXX
I’m lost. I can’t find who I am anymore. The threshold of sanity has been crossed so many times, I don’t know if I’ll ever make it back. I feel like my nose is hovering just above the waterline. I’m tired of frantically thrashing my legs to keep afloat, but there’s no choice, because below awaits the abyss. Its’ immense power keeps pulling me toward the darkness like a magnet. I know what’s down there. I’ve been there before, and I don’t ever want to go back. But, the wolves of hell have been sent to devour me, and there’s no calling them off. I wonder how long I can last…

For fans of post-rock atmospheres layered in lush sonic textures and the darkest melancholy

Written, Produced, Performed - Bruce Moallem
Artwork & Mastering - Simon Heath
VHS Audio treatment by Bruce Moallem

Spiral of Grief

Please Forgive and Release Me

영원 라이브 1

The old leather bound book smells of crusted honey. Flecks of dust and dried parchment rain from it's interior as you open it. Ancient hieroglyphs and diagrams point the way to the obsidian gate. 

A year later you walk through long forgotten caverns with lantern lit. You've finally found the underground lake. A tired face stares back at you from it's reflection. The air taste sweet down here and in the distance flutes echo of a buried civilization. The feeling of dread washes over you. This is your last chance to get her back from the underworld. 

Dark bass drone rumbles in the caverns under long forgotten cities. Ager Sonus has succeeded in creating an Egyptian backdrop that is accentuated with flutes and atmospheric layering. Occult and ethereal, this album is for lovers of Necromancy and the unexplored ruins beneath the sands of Egypt.

Book of the Black Earth

Ager Sonus - Through the Desert

Ambient Veterans Atrium Carceri & Herbst9 team up on this mysterious album 

The harbor was humid and hot in this mysterious land, nothing like the frosty cold ports of home. Yellow smoke danced to the beat of the drum joined by hypnotic women. The crowd spiraled inward, dancing to far away bells and the murmur beneath the ground. 

You awoke sweat clad in linen sheets, the naked woman passed a long pipe. The cherry sparked red like a dragons eye. Head leaned back against a soft pillow, body free falling from soothed skies. A thud as your body hit the ground on a pathway built by giants. 

Chanting, ritual drumming and spoken word weave in and out of this album that pays tribute to the old ways.

Ur Djupan Dal

Atrium Carceri & Herbst9 - Sov Ej Hos Kvinna, Som Är Kunnig I Trolldom

https://cryochamber.bandcamp.com/album/the-foundations-of-ruin

Dead Melodies is back with his second album on Cryo Chamber, The Foundations of Ruin. Following on from his last album, Legends of the Wood we return to the isle of mist and dig deeper into the narrative. 

"The wrought iron gate creaks open to the overgrown driveway. Up ahead, flickers of lightning make out the hazy silhouette of a large house veiled in a dense fog. Shelter! Finally, somewhere to rest your head after that terrifying ordeal in the wood. 

The house, a ruinous crumbling remnant of better days stands lonesome in the unruly grounds; like a keeper bestowed with time itself. An ornate wooden door hangs broken on its hinge, the windows cracked and vines creep wildly from every crevice like tendrils from the netherworld. Something definitely feels wrong here, but with hours till dawn and the relentless storm wailing through the surrounding trees, the will to survive the night defeats all reason to fear this shady forgotten sanctuary. 

Stepping inside the once stately ruin, the great hall teems with decay and an age of sedimentary dust covers every surface; any remnants of life that once knew this place are long gone. Doors and stairwells stem off in all directions. With a creaking silence and a deathly stillness consuming the air, you contemplate which way to go. But then, a noise… is someone there? The temperature drops and a familiar chill runs down your spine…." 

Recommended for fans of soundtrack like experiences and cinematic dark ambient.

The Foundations of Ruin

Dead Melodies - A Seduction of Malice

Cryo Chamber is a 24 Bit dark ambient label run by Atrium Carceri focusing on deep high quality dark ambient with a cinematic edge.

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