Some songs carry a spark that lets you know from the very beginning – this one is meant to be something greater. Shimmer was born the moment a simple chord progression met a random plonk in my work pattern. When I shared it in our Discord, it already felt like something bigger was unfolding.

Grant instantly connected, telling me: “I can hear myself singing to that.” My answer was simple: “I’m not going to stop you, my friend.” I sketched out a rough mix idea and then left for a work conference in the stunning landscapes of Sorsele, up on the mountain of Nalovardo.

Listening to my mix idea of Shimmer on repeat against those endless horizons was an experience beyond words. We even stumbled upon a bear during one of our hikes. That whole weekend, the mountain imprinted its essence into me – the air, the silence, the raw presence of nature. One of the photos taken at the very top of Nalovardo now accompanies this release, forever tying the music to that place. When I got back home on Sunday, I knew exactly what to do: capture that feeling and weave it into the track. I even layered in some of my recordings from the trip.

That evening, Grant’s vocal files arrived. At first, I hesitated – his take brought Shimmer into an entirely new space. I let it rest overnight. The next morning, hearing it again, I realized it was exactly where the song needed to go. Something was still missing, though. It finally struck me: Shimmer had to carry the soul of Nalovardo – the echoes of me humming while walking those trails, and even the memory of a Sami guide trying to teach us consultants how to joik.

This is not just another track. It’s a journey born from serendipity, friendship, mountains, and moments you can’t plan for. And while this version carries Grant’s voice into the cosmos, Shimmer also has a second life waiting. The instrumental – shimmering in its own light – will be revealed at a later time.

Ladies and gentlemen we have a lift of, I present to you Shimmer.

Shimmer

Before the vocals, before words gave it direction, there was already a shimmer waiting to be uncovered. A sound that carried the mountain’s essence before even being there – as if the music itself had foreseen the journey.

The instrumental version is that premonition. The unspoken heart of Shimmer – instinctive, timeless, and shaped by silence, horizons, and emotions that existed long before I realized them.

If the vocal version is the voice that lifts, this instrumental is the whisper that dreamed it first.

Ladies and gentlemen we have one more lift of, I present to you Shimmer (Instrumental).

Shimmerin

Sauna
Recorded inside a wood-fired sauna in Nalovardo, after a wonderful day on the mountain top — a calm autumn day when the raw evening air whispered of the cold soon to come.
Each splash of water on the stones turned into steam and rhythm, echoing the contrast between warmth and frost.
A sonic ritual where nature, body, and sound melt together — pure Phuse energy, organic and alive.

Sauna

Renovatio

Sometimes renewal doesn’t come from change —
it comes from returning.

After my trip to Nalovardo, something shifted.
Not loudly, not dramatically — just quietly, deep within.
This track became that moment when the noise settles
and the inner pulse finds its rhythm again.

It’s not a rebirth.
It’s a remembering.

Renovatio

Bonfire

We were sitting around the fire — the whole gang from work —
after a full day of deep impressions, nature, and shared experiences.
Voices blended with the crackling wood.
I wanted to capture that warmth — that simple human stillness.

You can hear me say:

“Lars, no sound.”
“No music.”
“This is what I want.”
“No, no music.”
“Now you ruined it.”

…just as the random plonk fades in and the drums ignite.

These are the final recordings from that journey —
the last echoes of a trip that will stay with me forever,
quietly shaping what I create from here on.

That’s Bonfire — a moment between silence and sound,
where life itself decides when the music should begin. 🔥

Bonfire

Tempus

I didn’t plan this one.
I created a sound — and suddenly the chords were just there,
as if they had been waiting for me to find them.

I played them once, together with the melody,
and while doing it, the arp was born — on its own.
Everything that followed felt guided,
like time itself was shaping the song through my hands.

Because time isn’t something we measure — it’s something we live.
Every tone, every pause, every breath carries a memory.
We are the sum of all our moments, and yet, somehow, more than that.

Tempus flows between stillness and movement —
between the ticking we can’t hear and the emotions we can’t name.
Swampy’s voice and my sounds merge into something that feels eternal —
not looking back or forward, but inward.

This is not a song about time.
It’s what time feels like — when you stop to reflect and listen. ⏳✨

Tempus

Tempus – Phuse & Swampy | MinorScale Music

The sun rises, the day begins, another 24 hours passes.
You blink — it’s gone, never to be recovered.
One day you are a child, then a parent, then a memory in someone else’s story.
Time isn’t a concept — it’s a force that shapes our bodies, our thoughts, our music.

Tempus was never planned.
A sound appeared — and suddenly the chords were there,
as if they had been waiting to be found.
From that moment, everything that followed felt guided,
like time itself was composing through our hands.

Tempus flows between stillness and movement —
between the ticking we can’t hear and the emotions we can’t name.
Swampy’s voice and Phuse’s sounds merge into something timeless,
a reflection of every sunrise, every heartbeat, every fleeting breath.

This is not a song about time.
It’s what time feels like — when you stop to reflect and listen. ⏳✨

Momentum 

I woke up around 1 AM and couldn’t fall back asleep.
My now hectic life has stolen almost all of my own time — the time where I can just sit in front of my DAW and create music, quietly, without pressure.

I got out of bed, even though I knew I should’ve tried harder to sleep.
In just a few minutes, I built an eight-bar Work Pattern with everything I needed to shape a track later.
Then I shut it down and went back to bed, managing another hour or two of sleep.

When a small window opened up during the day, I opened the project again.
And the track simply continued from where I had left it.
No plan, no structure — just pure instinct.

Momentum was born in that moment.
A track created on the move, in a brief second of stillness that just happened to appear.

Momentum

I just needed to release the stress of the day — to breathe out everything that had been building up.

Just a spark, a pulse… and suddenly the hypnotic pad chords appeared and showed me the way, as if they had been waiting beneath the surface.
The more I worked, the more the pressure dissolved.

This track is that moment when sound moves like light through water.
Soft pulses.
Gentle rushes.
A calm kind of euphoria growing without ever breaking.

I didn’t force anything.
Every tone found its place naturally, like ripples spreading from a single drop.

This is Dopamine — not the word, but the feeling

Dopamine

❄️🫧 Sometimes winter isn’t cold — it’s calm. 🎹🎶

Midvinter came from that quiet space where light moves slowly through the dark, where every small shimmer feels like a breath in the frozen air.

The pads drift like distant snowdrifts, the soft chimes echo like frost settling on glass, and everything unfolds at its own pace. Nothing forced. Nothing rushed.

This track is a moment of stillness — a winter solstice inside the mind.

Close your eyes, breathe, and let the cold light carry you.

Midvinter

I don’t just make music — I live inside it.
Every tone, every whisper, every drifting pad is part of something larger than words.

For years, I’ve shared pieces of my inner world openly —
moments of beauty, moments of struggle, and everything in between.
That hasn’t changed.

What has changed is that I now more carefully choose what I share, and what I don’t.
Life moves differently now, and creation follows that rhythm.

I still create.
I still explore the landscapes between chaos and calm.
But I no longer rush to release.
I share when time allows — and when it feels right.

Music is no longer something I push forward.
It’s something I care for and protect.
A place to breathe, to heal, and to stay grounded.

Ambient is my path, yet I never let boundaries define me.
Arpeggios, textures, and the occasional random plonk still guide my compass —
but away from the noise of metrics, trends, and endless expectations.

Success isn’t measured by what reaches the world.
It’s measured by what reaches me.

If you’re here — thank you.
If something resonates, that’s a beautiful bonus.
But the real journey now happens in the quiet 🌒
where music is no longer a product, but a sanctuary.

Peace 🫶

We are Minorscale Music.

Born from late-night Discord sessions, deep dives into each other’s tracks, and a shared obsession with sound.
Pax, Phuse, and Ensonic had been shaping ideas for a while — until Swampy101 stepped in and gave us a voice.

That’s when the project became something more.

Minorscale Music is more than a group.
It’s four artists, four minds, one pulse.
Built on trust, driven by feeling, and always tuned to the minor key.

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