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The Devil’s Ledger plays like a haunted gospel trapped inside a hip-hop requiem — a blues-trap horror chronicle told in 14 movements of confession, consequence, and catharsis.

Each song opens a different page in the ledger:
	•	“Already Too Late” — the initiation, where temptation speaks.
	•	“Burning Glow” — the calm before the storm, pleasure before punishment.
	•	“Ghosts in the Graveyard” — memory’s descent through real haunted ground.
	•	“Music Box” — a cursed relic awakens the past, binding innocence to sound.
	•	“Evil’s Alive I-III” — a thematic trilogy exposing real-world corruption, hidden power, and the machinery of organized sin.
	•	“Silent Aurora” — the closing flame, the light that refuses to die.

It’s a journey through haunted Americana — Chicago roots, outlaw sermons, spectral blues, and trap drums pounding like ritual heartbeats.

A descent and resurrection told through Digital Verse™ — poetry composed by a human spirit, performed through the machine, eternalized in sound.

The Devil’s Ledger

Behind The Waves

technelligence returns to soundcloud with a track that looks back to our roots in idiosyncratic minimal techno. this track was created while testing new sound generation and processing chains, combining the old with the new. check out the video here
https://youtu.be/gyZMPHEpgxU?si=BmuIwYL19ja82vrc

testing machines

“Spray Paint Dreams (Get Up)” — one of the oldest stories in my catalog, written almost 20 years ago with my brother-in-bars, Cas.
This song wouldn’t exist without him. The second verse is my ode — to friendship, to late nights chasing the skyline, to every dream we tagged across Chicago’s bones.

A blues-trap street chronicle for the writers, rebels, and ghosts of the 773.
From the Red Line to the rooftops — this one’s for those who still get up. 🎧🧱🚆

#SprayPaintDreams #TheDevilsLedger #RUIN79 #CasLives #ChiTownHipHop #BluesTrap #GritHop #ChicagoSound #UndergroundLegacy

Get Up (Spray Paint Dreams)

The Return From Mars - Rhino Jooos × Joe Peanuts

A cinematic poem of ghosts, memory, and resurrection.
A descent through time’s collapse — where fireflies guide the lost and every shadow holds a name. Ghosts in the Graveyard drifts between memory and nightmare, unraveling trauma buried beneath ritual and ruin. The air hums with absence, the soil whispers confession — and even the silence has blood on its hands.

“Fireflies Resurrect” is the moment The Devil’s Ledger stops being an album and becomes a film playing inside your head.

The song opens in a haze of vinyl crackle, gospel harmonies, and warped clock ticks — a noir female narrator whispering from the threshold between time and memory.
From there, RUIN delivers one of the most poetically vivid performances of his career: not a rap, not a verse, but a cinematic recitation — a fever dream in rhyme and rhythm.

Each image cuts deep:
Fireflies become souls.
Graveyards breathe.
The windmill becomes a time machine of regret and ritual.
It’s a track that blurs religion, mortality, and madness — an ode to every artist who’s ever tried to bring beauty back from the dark.

Musically, “Fireflies Resurrect” stands at the crossroads of Chicago’s blues tradition and modern cinematic trap — dobro strings over 808 heartbeats, spectral pads, and gospel choirs that swell like spirits mid-sermon.
It’s haunting, hypnotic, and alive — a sound that could sit between Kanye’s 808s, Hozier’s hymns, and Poe’s prose.

The track cements Ghosts in the Graveyard as the emotional and poetic core of The Devil’s Ledger, RUIN’s genre-bending debut — a record built not just to be heard, but read, seen, and felt.

Ghosts in the Graveyard

The stories I express are a very pastiche glimpse of many, many failed attempts to experiment with sound as tone of mind. In some strange way I hope they convey a vivid yet absurd journey. I resonate greatly with music that tends to induce some version of sadness. Not full on sorrow but somewhere between the realms of melancholy and whimsy. Like many of you out there, This has become an obsessive nightly effort to create something different.

OneKind- Push Me

https://lurpsheets.bandcamp.com/album/soft-breeze
from the EP that came out today!

soft breeze

Angels Cry” is a dark blues-trap narrative about consequence, survival, and the ghosts we create. It follows two friends chasing a high through the city night until fate turns fatal. Told through haunting 808s and mournful piano, the track blurs sin with sorrow — where rain becomes confession, and every echo feels like judgment from above. It’s not a memory — it’s a mirror.

Tell Me Why

Burning Glow” is the calm between storms — a blues-trap smoke session where good energy reigns. Sweet haze, slow beats, and deep laughs drift through the air as the world fades outside the window. It’s not about escape — it’s about exhale. That golden moment when time slows, the crew’s aligned, and the glow says everything.

Burning Glow

A holy duel at the crossroads of music and damnation. Six-Shot Sermon fires verses like bullets through the industry’s illusions—where gold microphones tempt the soul and every rhyme tests redemption.
Forged in smoke, scripture, and defiance, RUIN turns the cipher into a battleground between faith and fame—proof that some artists bleed purpose, not contracts.

Devil's Deal

The initiation begins. Already Too Late drags the listener into a fever dream where rhythm becomes addiction and every lyric hits like a chemical confession. It’s the first taste of The Devil’s Ledger—a blues-trap descent into temptation, consequence, and the high that never lets go.
Once you press play, there’s no way back.

Already Too Late

Acid Cowboy

Been making many new tracks the past few weeks so had some real problems on deciding what to upload. Hence the solution was to upload a 3 year old track from May 2022 that is heavily based on speak & spell samples (through the Octatrack), original formant patches from my Planet Earth synth (at the end) + Kraftwerk type sounds from the Waldorf Blofeld. May upload an extra track tomorrow to celebrate my 500 followers:) Thanks to all my listeners and fans!

BloArp

ghost-in-my-gold” 3.mp3

Two great tribes collide, both are on the right side, one pummels, the other sings.

Oracle Fray

23. Greater Love

Aurora-born RUIN79 doesn’t make songs — he builds worlds.
A genre-shifting storyteller blending trap, blues, drill, noir jazz, steel-guitar drift, ambient smoke, and poetic grit into a signature process he calls Digital Verse Composition.

His work spans multiple realities:
• The Devil’s Ledger — a haunted blues-trap mythology
• Digital Verses — parallel-universe mutations of the ledger
• Honolulu Paul Sessions — a 40-week steel-drift ritual pairing jazz, Americana, and classic cocktails
• ILLA Workshop — the creative engine behind every realm

RUIN79’s music isn’t defined by sound — it’s defined by truth, intention, and world-building.
Every track is a portal.
Every project, a universe.
Every release, a chapter in the myth.

Ghosts in the Graveyard

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