Intelligence Explosion

Omega Megadrive - Space Vikings

Soundtrack for the Ümlaüt Design demo "Under": https://www.pouet.net/prod.php?which=95485

Been a while since I did music, really; I wanted to do something that was very techy and not very melodic - obviously I failed at both of those things.

Depth Charge

MASSACRE BLOOD CLUB (LP) AVAILABLE AS A LIMITED EDITION DIGIPACK & DIGITAL DOWNLOAD.
https://draven1980s.bandcamp.com/album/massacre-blood-club

LIMITED MERCH AVAILABLE: 
https://draven1980s.bandcamp.com/merch/limited-autopsy-edition-t-shirt

Chapter I: Blood Quarter

Darryn walked the quarter's empty streets, following the beat. His destination, the infamous Massacre Blood Club, the Crimson Pit. And the closer he approached, the more the beat smothered the echoing sound of his footsteps.
The bouncer weighed him up and down with cold eyes. Though he'd seen him before, he still looked for his ticket, the bite marks on his neck.
The door opened and Darryn was swallowed by the club.

The club as always, was filled with smoke and mist, darkness slashed by thin beams of light, and wild beats, to which the night dwellers danced off blind excitement. They who found no room on the floor, danced on the ceiling, ignoring gravity's restrictions on their fun. Those who were not dancing lounged at the den's tables, VampZ, some with pets to sink their teeth into. The pets, often high on opium, gladly embraced their sires' bites.

Not having a pet presented no discomfort, as the guests could pour themselves fresh blood through nozzles attached to live prey restrained on the walls.
At the V.I.P section, human cattle hung upside down suspended through chains slowly dripped into extended goblets, victims especially selected by the patrons, to satisfy their most valued guests.

And in the midst of it all, elevated above the ground was the Pit's grim sculpture,
a mess of Priests' remains, limbs sewn on a torso, in a stance of prayer, with a
head placed at the top, facing backwards and looking for the heavens.

The patrons' Magnum Opus, "The Priest's Last Plea”.
credits

Composed, Performed & Produced By Draven & Frank Sinistra
Mixing & Mastering By Frank Sinistra
Artwork Cover & Design By Andrew Tremblay
T-Shirt Design By Andrew Tremblay
Story Written By Alexander Stinga
Voice Acting By Alexander Stinga
Digipak CD Photo Shooting By Alexandros Lappas
T-Shirt Model: George Kovitidis


Special thanks to:

We Are Magonia: wearemagonia.bandcamp.com
CONNÖR: connoer.bandcamp.com
TeknoVore: teknovore.bandcamp.com
Sebastian Komor: sebkomor.bandcamp.com
The Static Architect: staticarchitect.bandcamp.com
Tim N

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Massacre Blood Club

Seductive Meat Grinder

Seductive Meat Grinder (feat. Sebastian Komor)

C418 - Subwoofer Lullaby (Synthwave Remix)

Hello Space Boy! :D After the Just For Fun experiment, the remix/cover is now finished. Original by David Bowie. I like both the original and the cover by Behemoth, which inspired me the most.

Hallo Spaceboy (Mellow Sonic Cover/Remix)

Command

LOCK AND LOAD

DARK CITY (BUY LINK UP)

Follow The Signs

#EmotionalPop
#GuitarBeat
#HeartfeltTunes
#EmoPop
#PopGuitar
#EmotionalBeats
#GuitarMelodies
#SoulfulPop
#MelancholicPop
#EmotiveGuitar

No More - Post Malone Type Beat Emotional Pop

Atrium Carceri - Reliquiae sends the listener careening through the dim mists of time immemorial. There are asylums, prison halls and dark corridors in the twisted nether where our current illusion was created by our former slaves - now transformed to cruel masters by the Council of Twelve. Through the citadels of the Lost God, Where the rejuvenation of the collective soul has become brainwashing of the endless hordes that await his return with bubbling glee. This journey is one not soon forgotten, as the churning cogs of the old city dig ever deeper into humanity's clandestine past. A sickly dull thud of stone on flesh is all that interrupts the ceaseless moanings and burrowings of the old city of our past glories. That and the incessant clamour of machines beyond count. The yearning for a way out of the illusion leads us to the top of the thousand steps of obsidian, where the processing plants never stop the injection of false hope to the masses of divided consciousness. A memory springs unbidden to my wandering mind: A black worm eats at the heart of the sun. 

Reliquiae is a syringe filled with the deepest of sounds, with details so carefully perfected and indeed profound that it will make you listen to the album again and again, falling deeper and deeper into the void of the awakened. Spanning 19 tracks this is one epic release that tells a tale revolving around the relics that are the basis of our enslavement. It truly must be heard to be fathomed 

24 BIT FLAC available at bandcamp.


C418 - Subwoofer Lullaby (Synthwave Remix)

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