The second chapter of my musical journey. Unlike the first album, the emphasis with this one is on faster tracks with much more energy. The last three tunes are more cinematic in nature, though. 
I had tons of fun making those, and I hope you have the fun listening too. 

YouTube mix coming in the next couple of hours.

Imposter Syndrome

Deep and Dreamless Slumber

Deep And Dreamless Slumber

The Porn Virus

Don't Mess With Jess

Dreamscapes Vol.1: Connection

Alpha Relay

LSD Dream Emulator

The 4th Dimension

Dreamscapes Vol​.​2: Solitude

Past Life Memory

Dreamscapes  Vol. 2: Solitude

Numb

The Dream Sequencer pt.1

The Dream Sequencer

The relationship we have with our parents is probably the most important one in our life, especially in the early years. It pretty much determines who are and who we're going to become. Often times it is chaotic, complicated and imperfect. Mine was no exception.

I guess I still hold a lot of unconscious resentment against my mother, as I still have those haunting dreams of fighting with her, calling her those awful names, while she's crying and begging me to stop. I hate those dreams. They, of course, only appeal to the ego, and the ego is a fragile little bastard, that I'm constantly trying to silence. This song is yet another attempt to do that, I guess.

I dedicate this to my mom, Irina. She was just a human, trying her best. Doesn't matter if she succeeded or not.

God bless her soul, wherever she is now.

Mother

Long love the new flesh

Long Live The New Flesh

It's getting dark again

I often have dreams about traveling back in time to the days when I was a kid. Sometimes, I'm aware I'm dreaming, sometimes I'm not. Each time I can remember everything vividly. People's faces, the texture of objects, everything. Sometimes I can even remember toys or clothes I had as a kid, but forgot about in waking life.
The last time I was wondering if I would stay in that dream If I could.
The answer, of course is no. I still have a job to do here - make more music :)))
The past is the past. There's nothing left to gain from it, but inspiration.

Places that almost existed

Nature morte

Nature Morte

Something a little bit different. I guess I can go on and ramble about what inspired me, but I don't think it matters this time. Make up your own story. Paint your own canvas. I have mine :)

Artwork by my sister :D
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Bruised.

Melancholic, vaporwavy, ambient thing.

Official track name: 4 AM.

Artwork by .. who knows. I tried finding the person who took the picture, no luck. If you ever find this video, let me know. And thank you.

4 AM.

4AM.

This is one of the old, nostalgia-driven ambient projects, I finally decided to finally dig up and finish :) Happy dreaming!

Deeper Dream.

Deeper Dream

Now I remember

Now I Rememeber

The living room

The Living Room

Sesame street

Sesame Street

The office

The Office

Moonstation

The kindergarten

The Kindergarten

Maybe it was all in vain

Maybe It Was All In Vain

As we grow older, our friend circle tends to get smaller and smaller with each year. That's how I feel at least. You rarely call your high school friends, the new relationships you form are not as strong as the old ones and at the end of the day you, you're left with just a couple of people. But these are the ones who count anyway.

Just recently, I had to say goodbye to two people, who I considered really, really close. It wasn't easy, and it wasn't how I wanted it to end. But people tend to be set in their ways, and you can rarely convince someone else that his way leads to nothing more than disaster and self-destruction. So you either hold their hand and you both jump to your death or you run away, because it hurts so freaking much to watch them fall.

Not trying to play the saint or the victim here, not in the slightest. Especially with my personal record. I'm just really starting to think wasting your time and energy is the biggest crime you can commit in this world. And sadly, I've wasted more than enough.

That's it, that's farewell I guess. It's kinda funny. A public goodbye to someone who'll never see it.
Perhaps, it's all directed to a part of myself more than anything else.

Anyway, here's the new track. As usual, thank you all for listening, subscribing and buying my music. You're all extremely appreciated. Each and every one of you.

This is where we part ways

This Is Where We Part Ways

In this day and age, everyone and everything is pushing you to be productive, get s**t done, stress about work, water the plants, pay your bills and so on and so on. I believe, that while these things are important, but even more important, even crucial, for me, is to be able to allow yourself to take a break and just ... do nothing for a little while. I invite you to do just that for 1 hour with this Silent Hill inspired dark ambient tune. 

Thank you for being here.

Idle

Life doesn't always makes sense. At times everything seems pointless, and even being awake feels like a burden. I just want to sleep and leave this.. role that it seems like I'm playing behind. But then I wake up and I remember it's not a role. This is who I am. This is my life, good or bad. And even if sometimes it feels like I'm wearing some kind of veil that prevents me from seeing how beautiful everything is.. I accept that. That's my journey, I suppose. And I'll be damned if I quit midway. Not me. 

This is a track for everyone struggling with depression, anxiety and all that crap. You matter. To me at least. Thank you for being here.

I accept the veil

I Accept The Veil

Next station - Void

Next Station - Void

Wrong place. Wrong time. This is what I keep telling myself about us. At least, that's what I'd like to believe is the only thing that keeps us apart. But deep down, I know it's so much more. Yet I'm being drown again and again to your flame, like a naive firefly. So be it. If I burn, I burn. I'll be waiting for you. Always.

Waiting for you

Waiting For You

Enigma

Brutalist Dark Ambient: Deep, unsettling soundscapes for the brave explorer. Think dark, concrete jungles and a hint of unease. I added a couple of heavy thunderstorm recordings to give the atmosphere a complete feel.

Concrete memories

Concrete Memories

Dream Sequencer is an audio-visual project dedicated to exploring themes like dreams, psychology, and altered states of consciousness through the power of sound, particularly dark ambient music. I've done some other, more up-beat stuff in the past though.

My biggest influences for this project are artists like the Nine Inch Nails and Enigma, video games like Silent Hill, Resident Evil, psychological thrillers, psychedelic trip reports and many many more. Basically, everything that makes my brain tingle :)))

Thank you all for the lovely comments and support. You really make me feel I'm doing something meaningful, and that's all that matters to me.

Dream Sequencer

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