After a mysterious cosmic event, ants mysteriously start getting smarter and building a civilization across several species, all leading to something mysterious called Phase IV. Does this new episode of Film Seizure sound mysterious? Because the movie mysteriously is!

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Episode 395 - Phase IV

This is a short story I made that I made into a audio recording for class. It's a bit rough but we all need to start somewhere. This story is almost like a found footage except if it was found within an AI space probe. What if an AI knows itself to be someone in the past? What if something you post and are going through at this moment directly and drastically influences something else in some other space and time? What if some part of you was uncannily copied and itself reproduced? If we pass on so much with ourselves, why not our creations? If they were even our creation to begin with. 

Abuelita Forever

Verdens mest langsomme franchise er tilbage med sin 3. film i 43 år. Denne gang invaderer TRONs digitale verden den virkelige verden, da den digitale soldat Ares bliver sendt efter en programmør, der har fundet en legendarisk kode. En kode, der kan gøre digitale skabelser virkelige!

https://www.ikassenshow.dk/2025/12/i-kassen-1218-tron-ares-2025.html

I Kassen #1218: TRON: Ares (2025)

Made another electronic sci-fi track called "As Time Wanes". 

It combines electric piano, synthesized organs, and droning pads to make an adventurous track laced with traces of hesitance.

As Time Wanes

Written, Performed, Mixed and Mastered by: Red is for Fire/BD Isaac
Copyright 2025 (SPEC THEME)

I wanted to write something that could fit into an action/chase sequence with Dek in Predator Badlands—something epic, thematic, and high energy. Thanks for listening.

Dek of the Yautja (Yautja Chase)

Yautja Chase

Written, Performed, Mixed and Mastered by: Red is For Fire/BD Isaac
Copyright 2025

I always loved soundtrack albums that incorporated dialogue or samples from their respective movies. It felt like you were listening to the movie with your eyes closed, and seeing it in your mind. Stuff like Flash Gordon or Mortal Kombat (1995) that used those types of moments to create energy and hype you up.

That's what I was going for here.

Yautja Chase - Cinematic Version

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Sci-Fi/Fantasy Ambient....or Ancient Future Soundtrack
either way - HEADPHONES MANDATORY

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Gaurdians of Qim

Incident On Deck Forty-Three


Through the black dome, CyDar watched as Hurford, R.J. #34-4563 and McCullen, J.M. #37-9863 arrived on the Lighthouse command deck together. Their files indicated a previous relationship. CyDar calculated that humans with an emotional bond would be an advantage.

Jamilah McCullen checked the Situation Log.

“There’s an incident logged just over eight hours ago, appears to be an impact of significance seven but no details. Odd.”

Rob Hurford was scanning Engineering and Communication logs. “Several electrical and control systems have been automatically locked out and re-routed. That would suggest a hull breach. But there’s nothing major in the environment log, only a blip around the same time… suggests momentary tremor in a small area. CyDar, can you clarify?”

The black dome pulsed with light from an internal LED. “Good morning, Captains Hurford and McCullen. I hope your revival has no negative indicators.” The voice was deep and feminine.

“Aside from feeling like a two-day-old hangover, no,” said Jamilah. “Please report on the situation. The log is strangely deficit in detail.”

“Admin Directive seven five three one states that two officers will be revived and will attend the command deck at regular intervals. Sequencing is random.”

Rob checked another log. “This is not a regular interval. Human watch isn’t scheduled for nearly another week. And Captain McCullen has already served two watches on this tour. What about this incident report?”

“Your tone indicates displeasure.”

“More like surprise. I’m surprised that an apparent level seven impact - a possible hull breach - hasn’t generated more than a margin note in the logs. Aren’t you surprised, CyDar?”

“It is… unanticipated.” There was a pause, uncomfortable by human standards, geological in computer terms. “I can gather no further data. All feeds from the affected area are dead.”

“Are the feeds cut or blocked?”

“Unable to confirm.”

“Rob, we need to recce this, now.” Jamilah opened a locker and took out two pressure suits. They were designed for traversing vacuum-affected areas in a gravity-positive vessel, not for deep space work, so weren’t much harder to don and work in than a jump suit. Since the Lighthouse was largely automated or inert, most of it was unpressurised. Breathable air was too valuable a resource to fill a whole station, and it was corrosive. Their reservoirs held an hour of air and could be refilled from points throughout the station. She passed one to Rob, brushing her hand against his. “I’m glad it’s you. I’ve missed you.”

He nodded. “Me too, you look great when you’ve just woken up.” They finished suiting up and she gave the cut-throat signal to leave their comms turned off. They pressed their faceplates together so that the suits could conduct sound.

“CyDar is being evasive. What do you make of it?”

“Not sure. The logs are generated in real time. I suppose they could have been tampered with. She doesn’t seem to be fully aware of the cause. I guess we’ll find out soon enough.” They kissed through the carbonate faceplates and turned their comms on.

“Testing comms and video feed. Are you receiving us,  CyDar?”

“Affirmative, Captain Hurford. Full signal strength verified.”

“Wish us luck.”

“Hopefully so unreliable a system of chance will not be required, Captain McCullen.”

“Amen to that, CyDar.”


to be continued......

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Incident On Deck Forty-Three: Part 1

Josh delves into the deep, dank recesses of the mind of Flyman, Jeff introduces the true members of the Triple Six Society, and Rich's worlds collide when a heist goes belly-up! STORYLORDS, BABY!

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Episode 75: Lizards & Elevators

Continued...

The Lighthouse was a deep-space station made up of huge, linked structures and located about ten billion kilometres from Earth. As a result of wars and economic collapse it serviced fewer ships than it had been designed for, so few these days that most of its two-hundred strong crew were kept comatose in several deep sleep facilities. They were revived periodically, ostensibly in order to check systems and maintain physical condition, but more important was the prevention of deep psychosis that could occur during extended coma-sleep. The whole crew was only woken when a ship was due to arrive.

The section of the vast structure that Jamilah and Rob needed to reach was one that held several crew quarters and the huge, humming structure that housed the systems and servers that made up CyDar. Spinning slowly to create life-giving gravity, the structure was honeycombed by a series of mag-lev platforms that transported them to the designated area of damage in just under five minutes. The door was secure and the view through the doorscreen showed nothing.

“Cydar, please pressurise sections forty-three A through forty-three D.”

There was a long pause.

“I am unable to comply, Captain Hurford. That section is offline.”

They cut their comms and made faceplate contact.

“What the hell, Rob? How much damage would that take? We’d see something, surely?”

“Maybe. CyDar would have responded differently. She’s being deliberately vague, buying time perhaps. Let’s go in.”

They entered the suspect section, sealing the door behind them. To their left was a long row of general storage bays, built onto the interior wall of the hull. They had only travelled about forty metres along the corridor when the reason for the damage report became apparent. The door to area forty-three nineteen was warped, scorched and hanging from one hinge.

“CyDar, you seeing this?”

“Affirmative, Captain McCullen. It appears to have been burst open from the inside. There is apparent heat damage. Not a meteorite, that would have penetrated further.”

“Agreed. It would probably have gone right through the station.”

They reached the door and looked into the bay. A blackened, scored tubular object about two metres long was buried in the deck at an angle. A ring of extendable spokes had stopped it penetrating any further, bending the plates into a shallow crater. Half way up, a section of the tube was hanging open.

Jamilah pointed up, past the tube.

“Look at that. It punched through the hull and then stopped dead. Definitely not space debris.”

“No, it’s some sort of drone. Not one I’ve seen before, either. And it had a cargo.”

“An armed passenger, by the look of that door.” She inspected the tube interior and the floor below it. “There appear to be connecting points inside… No organic matter anywhere. I think it must be robotic.”

“CyDar, some form of AI has invaded The Lighthouse. We are unsure of its nature, but it may be capable of deadly force.” There was silence. “CyDar, can you hear me?”

“I have located the intruder, Captains.” There was a long pause. “It has invaded my central core. It is with me.” 


to be continued......

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Incident On Deck Forty-Three: Part 2

2 prompts, 3 stories, and infinite laughs! Hilarious podcast boys Rich Masters, Josh Henderson & Jeff Pennington create comedy tales from three genres, based on your prompts! Music by VidaZen!

David Bjerre reviews films in the podcast I Kassen med David Bjerre, he writes about film on The Single-Minded Movie blog, when time permits. He also helmed the short film "Gabriel's Word".

God first—Castlevania freak, Harryhausen, Star Wars fanatic, Lord of the Rings, Burton, Elfman, Stan Lee, Mozart, Bach, '80s/'90s Synth-Guitar/Video Game Atmospheres. 

Turning pain into music.

Music Only Youtube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCqP4d0rEMsjB4hUVibt6LUw

Influences: Bernard Herrmann, Danny Elfman, Basil Poledouris, Elliot Goldenthal, Hans Zimmer, John Williams, Alan Silvestri, Alexandre Desplat, Celldweller, Michiru Yamane, Koji Kondo. Blood Dragon, Harold Faltermeyer, John Carpenter, Daft Punk.

Credits: Hellboy 2: The Golden Army
               My Immortal Enemy: Akuma
               Castlevania: Prelude to War

When i'm not playing video games....
...i listen to and create Music.
I get into everything: Abba to Zappa...Grindcore to Gershwin...Nine Inch Nails to Nina Simone...Mike Oldfield to My Bloody Valentine to Miles Davis
  I LIKE MUSIC....composing and listening   😎
For the record: I am a keyboardist and sometimes drummer. About 90% of  the keyboard work is me actually playing a Yamaha Midi keyboard. Now you know...

This is the podcast hosted by Jason Oliver, Geoff Arbuckle, and Chuck Moore, three old friends who like talking about movies.  New episodes are available on Wednesdays with new episodes of Monster Mondays every Monday!

AstralTempest, writer, musician, amateur vtuber... I'm too many things.

UK creatives should listen to this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yK4wBWiozyM

You must hear this: https://vimeo.com/52766051

*****

Ed Brunsden was kind and patient enough to interview me for  his blog Desert... Mountain... Dust...  - you can read it at https://desertmountaindust.blogspot.com.au/2017/02/tuonela-primitive-progressive.html

After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music. ~ Aldous Huxley

All good music resembles something. Good music stirs by its mysterious resemblance to the objects and feelings which motivated it. ~ Jean Cocteau

All music is beautiful. ~ Billy Strayhorn
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I've become addicted to drone. Again. I was the kid with his head on the piano, listening to the overtones die away, or pressing his ear to the steel hull of the ferry, enthralled by the sounds it created. I was the kid who formed wordless songs to accompany the sound of train wheels on a long journey, or hummed along with the fan on a hot day.

In the 60s I used to play my 45s on 16, or backwards, or by hand using razor blades as stylii.

I made cut-up tapes on a cheap cassette recorder in the 70s and experimented with reel-to-reel in the 80s. 

Thank you Subotnick, Lygeti, Coltrane, Jimi, Mimaroglu, Eno, Cluster, Tangerine Dream, Klaus Schulze, Frank Zappa, Pink Floyd, Kraftwerk, Throbbing Gristle...

I am not a musician. I am a scavenger of sounds. I use the most basic software to process those sounds, stretching and filtering until something emerges that makes a joyful noise. Or not...

New tracks tagged #Science fiction