🎹 Tarnish
Time doesn’t always rust metal.
Sometimes it rusts people.
This track drifts through helpless love, broken rhythms, and the silent fight to hold on.
A voice speaks, but can’t save.
It can only stay.
But a father’s love for his daughter never breaks.
It just waits.
Fights to the bitter end.

🎼 Monologue:

She used to shine…
but now I see her fading.

Not because of time…
but because someone made her believe she’s nothing.

And I can’t fix it.
I can’t protect her.

All I do is watch.
Watch the light go dull…
and feel this silence scream inside me.

I want to fight him.
Shake her awake.

But I’m just…
standing in the dark…
holding all this fury,
with nowhere to put it.

She doesn’t see herself anymore.
Just his voice… echoing in her mind.

Every mirror shows his lies.
Every doubt – planted.

And I…
I remember who she was.
Before the fear. Before he rewrote her.

I want to reach in.
Pull her out.

But she won’t take my hand.

So I wait.
I stay close.
Even when she turns away.

Because love…
love doesn’t tarnish.
It just… holds on.
Even in the dark.

I don’t know what to do anymore.
I talk, but she doesn’t hear me.

I try to stay calm,
but inside I’m breaking.

Every day she fades a little more.
And I watch.

I watch her believe his words.
Not mine.

I feel useless.
Like shouting underwater.

I would give anything…
anything
to trade places.

But I can’t.

I just… sit with this weight
and hope she finds herself
before it’s too late.

But only time will tell.

Tarnish

Aurion
Aurion was born out of a reversed creative process – instead of building the foundation first, I let my random plonks take the lead. Five unique voices intertwine and rise together toward the end, like a phenomenon of light breaking through the dark.

It is both raw and unrefined, a piece where mechanical energy collides with dreamlike warmth – a hymn to the movement between chaos and harmony. Aurion became a pure release for my recent hectic days. When I finally found a quiet moment for myself this morning, it felt only natural to let it be released in its rawest form.

Aurion

Soluna – The Sun and the Moon, the Cycle of Life

Some songs are created to release emotions – whether heavy or uplifting. But sometimes, a song is born out of something even greater: pure joy and love.

One early summer morning I was babysitting my grandson. We started the day with his favorite show on TV – Babblarna – but he quickly grew tired of it. It was only around six or seven in the morning, so we went into my little home studio and began to play around together. I laid down a few chords and a straight bassline to follow them. And as always, I couldn’t resist sneaking in at least one random plonk. Finally, I added a simple kick. We sat there listening to what I call a Work Pattern.

Vincent looked content, and in that very moment, while the music was playing softly in the background, a melody appeared in my head – filled with joy and love. I stopped, recorded it, and played it back.

What happened next will forever remain a warm memory. Little four-month-old Vincent lit up, became completely excited, and started singing in his own way. There was no question – I had to capture this moment forever, recording his voice and letting him be part of the track.

Since then, the song has been allowed to mature, and in the end, my incredible friend Grant took it across the finish line, with a bit of guidance from me. I even got to stretch my own boundaries and join in vocally... tjikitikaaaa!

Vincent — little are you now, but you have a great future ahead of you.

Soluna

Vegvisir
Some creations carry more than just sound – they hold meaning, memory, and love.

For my grandson Vincent, I gave a small necklace with the ancient Vegvisir symbol – a compass said to guide and protect through storms and darkness. This song is the second part of that gift, his musical Vegvisir.

It took me over a month to complete, not because of doubt, but because I wanted every note to be carved with care – a guiding star written in sound. Random plonks as constellations, pads as northern skies, and a pulse steady as the heart.

This track is my offering – a compass made of music, a second baptism gift, reminding him that he will never be lost as long as there is light to follow.

Vegvisir

Moondance
Primal beats ignite the ground, and the song awakens beneath the blood red moonlit sky. Moondance fuses tribal energy with Valkyrian shades dancing around the fire, while ravens circle above and wolves howl in the distance.
Guided by Phuse’s hypnotic arpeggios, the track becomes a ritual – a union of ancient power and cosmic flow.

Moondance

Sekhem
By now, everyone should know that music is my medium to channel emotions and crazy ideas.
I’ve always loved random plonk — my own name for arpeggios. My life force comes from music, especially melodies, and nothing tops a powerful random plonk.

With Sekhem, my vision was to see how many random plonks could play together at once — creating a groovy inferno of chaos. The vision wasn’t variation or polished professionalism, but a pure mantra of raw chaos in random plonks.

Welcome home — on a rainy September day.
And the question remains: what’s the magical number I actually managed to fit in, all working together at the same time?

Sekhem

Modus – Latin for rhythm, pattern, and way. It was born on a Friday night while I was babysitting my grandson Vincent, as my wife and daughter went out dancing. We created our own little rave at home, and I even sampled his screams to weave them into the track. With hypnotic Phuse arpeggios, a driving bassline, and an unexpected metal riff, Modus captures my own flow – my pace, my state – when I dance at my very best.

Modus

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

I don’t just make music — I travel through it.
Every tone, every breath, every quiet moment is part of something larger.
We often chase goals, results, and recognition —
but the true prize lies in the road itself,
in those fleeting sparks when sound turns into emotion.

Ambient is my calling, yet I never let boundaries define me.
Arpeggios, textures, and the occasional random plonk have become my compass,
guiding me through the vast soundscape between chaos and calm.

I’ve learned that success isn’t what you reach —
it’s what you feel while creating.
When gratitude replaces measurement,
music stops being a project to complete
and becomes a melody to experience. 🌙

I don’t chase trends, fame, or numbers.
Music flows through me naturally — shaped by nature, the cosmos,
and the quiet hum of everyday life.
If my sounds resonate with others, that’s a beautiful bonus.
But in the end, I create because I love it.

Peace 🫶 Join me on the journey.

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