In a land long forgotten, echoes of rust and war bleed through broken strings and twisted minds. A lone bountyhunter hums his final words before silence takes over — replaced only by the frantic breath of crows scavenging what’s left behind.
A world burned down, a memory of laughter, now only crows remain. But something within still whispers: this too shall transform.

A chaotic blend of hillbilly soul, twisted trance, and psychotic folk tales.
Banjo. Jaw harp. Screams.
Ladoo... Ladoo...

Portal 037 - Echoes of Rust and War

✦ This sound will rearrange you.

I don't make background music.
I create portals.

Every portal is a journey.
Joyful. Difficult. Beautiful. Chaotic.
Whatever it is – you have to feel it.

I believe in frequency, vibration, energy.
Everything is made of it. Everything carries it.
I use sound to manipulate energy.
To twist your thoughts.
To reach the exact point in your mind and soul that needs to open.

This isn't entertainment.
It's transformation.
It's ritual.
It's a portal to walk through.

I don't paint to make it pretty.
I paint to make it true.
I don't build sound so you'll understand.
I build it so you'll feel.

Enter the Portal.🌀

⚔️ Welcome to Sword of Sound & Light.
For the highest good. In the frequency of love. 🌀

Portal 037 - Echoes of Rust and War

Sword of sound & light