Recorded in 2023
Released in February 2023

Arcade Accident

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Kinda out there, really. Hope you all like it. 😎✌️✌️❤️

Proximity

Quelenis is a musical journey through a moment of choice. At the heart of the piece lies a crossroads: one path is endless and mechanical, silent yet inevitable, embodying reason and structure. The other is a human, shadowed path—unpredictable, raw, and filled with emotion and desire.

True to Olttaoff’s signature exploration of duality in sound, Quelenis weaves IDM’s intricate beats along the path of the infinite, while the improvisational spirit of Jazz illuminates the dark, human side. The intertwining of these sonic worlds creates a labyrinth that challenges the listener, pulling them between logic and instinct, certainty and chaos.

In a world of diverging paths, which will you choose? Quelenis offers an immersive experience of choice and the depths of sound itself.

Quelenis

Composed, arranged, performed, and produced by:
Carlos Vivanco
https://youtu.be/2QnczhGqEzY

Suspiros Del Alma

Danza De Cuerdas

Checkout my production "The Unseen Observer," a modern update inspired by the cold, shadowy suspense of Grace Jones's "I've Seen That Face Before." I have created atmospheric tension with contemporary electronic textures.

The foundation is a relentless deep house beat and a grounded sine sub bass, creating a sonic space that feels both empty and omnipresent.  I have played a koto clone plectraclone melody to  provides a sharp, exotic edge, echoing the dramatic, global quality of the original "Libertango" sample, while the bongos introduce a human, almost desperate percussive rhythm. 

Layered over this, the unsettling shimmer of the synthesiser crosswaves and the ghostly texture of the swimming voices perfectly embody the theme of surveillance, creating a "digital imprint of a vanishing space" and ultimately giving a voice to the invisible "Unseen Observer" in the lyrics of my voice.

Original lyrics & voice by me

The city’s a vein, pumping cold blue light And I'm just a pulse caught between the night Another window watching the rain fall slow On the faces that hurry and never know That somewhere above, a lens is alive Counting the moments we struggle to thrive.
It isn't a shadow, it isn't a man It’s the grid of the world following a plan. And the silence between us—it’s not empty air, It's data collecting the facts of our fear.
I’ve seen that face before, in every blank screen The silent consensus of where I have been. It watches me search, it watches me pace, The digital imprint of a vanishing space. It doesn't blink, it doesn't judge, it just records, The unseen observer knows all the words.
I walk through the park where the cameras bloom Each corner a mirror reflecting the doom Of knowing your privacy is just a myth Exchanged for a handshake, a number, a kiss. I turn off the sound, I cover the lens, But the echoes still follow the way that it ends.
It isn't a whisper, it isn't a sign, It's the cold architecture of a perfectly straight line. And the silence between us—it’s not empty air, It's data collecting the facts of our fear.
I’ve seen that face before, in every blank screen The silent consensus of where I have been. It watches me search, it watches me pace, The digital imprint of a vanishing space. It doesn't blink, it doesn't judge, it just records, The unseen observer knows all the words.
But the face I fear most, when the day is done, Isn't the camera, isn't the gun. It's the reflection in the glass when I finally stare, Realizing I keep checking if the observer is there.









Produced in the
ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia
17.10.2025

Artwork:  #azcreativestudiosydney

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