Rambles and Waves is an album of fragments and thoughts, scattered like tides and drifting into rambling sounds. An imperfect lo-fi, ambient-electronic landscape that hums with introspection and emotional glitch. Each song moves through fleeting, dreamlike feelings—scattered and fragile, yet still deeply human.

Spinner

Sometimes, a memory catches you unawares.

A moment returning

A third broadcast from a long dead piano.

The Third Broadcast

Flying dream

Winter is not even here yet but I'm already thinking about it. Hope we get some snow this year.

White Winter Dream

When all is not yet lost we find a way to push forward.  


Image taken  by Dreamwarper and edited by Outerlab.

When All Is Not Yet Lost

Euryale cries for her sister, Medusa, turned to stone by her own gaze.

A song of stone

One of my favorites. No drums just delay bass and textures created the effect. Art by Outerlab.

The Noise inside my head

The Noise Inside My Head

inspired by the smell of rain. a dreamy exploration of inner calmness and serenity.
pads and textures: ellipses, dreamwarper
guitar and bass: dreamwarper
album art by Outerlab

ellipses - petrichor [ft. dreamwarper]

I see a forest so majestically alive and changing, never sleeping, always nurturing and providing.

Image taken by me and edited by me.

A Breathing Forest

Here, somewhere. 

A collaboration with Our Forgotten Future, who also provided the cover art. 

He laid down these wonderful ambient textures as a canvas to build on, then it took me 2 months to figure out how to take this sense of movement and progression and elevate it. I've been experimenting a lot with low-pass gates as a way to make rhythmic elements from drones and textures and this was natural way to build up this piece, by processing the source materials in multiple ways - rhythmically, through resonation, harmonization, and a little distortion. 

The pulse track took so many takes to get the balance of punch and motion without overloading everything else.

Somewhere, moving

A delusionist adrift in static, untrained and raw, shaping glitchy, imperfect soundscapes that fracture the very fabric of her reality.

Spinner

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