Foul Bargal

“Ascension of the Grey Machine” operates at the intersection of minimal industrial, digital noise, and machine-processed spoken word, forming a sonic landscape that feels both ritualistic and post-technological. The album avoids traditional structure - no verses, no choruses - relying instead on precise pulses, mechanical drones, and cold fragmented rhythms that evoke malfunction, decay, and system reconfiguration. Vocals are delivered as machine-spoken poetry - a voice stripped of organic qualities, more protocol than performance.
The delivery is detached, monotone, and algorithmic, reinforcing the album’s themes: control, emptiness, transition, and the dissolution of the organic world.
This album is a sound experimental metaphor, built from minimal industrial impulses, digital noise, and machine-spoken poetry.
It does not attempt to narrate a story directly - rather, it creates a sensory field, a space where the remnants of organic life dissolve into metal, and memory echoes like a system error.
In the world after the breakdown, the boundary between earth and construction no longer exists.
Everything that once breathed lies scattered across grey dust and fragments of machinery.
Urban skeletons stand silent, like abandoned server rooms, and the machines - those that were meant to serve humanity - search for new forms of presence among the ruins of their own frameworks.
The music on this album is not made of compositions, but of archival signals:
minimal pulses, trembling frequencies, digital ruptures, cold waves of mechanical pressure.
It is the sound of a system that no longer follows commands, yet continues to exist in a state of emergency echo.
The poetry, delivered in a machine voice, resembles a protocol -
a report salvaged from the black box of a fallen world.
It does not describe events; it provides coordinates:
greyness, fractures, subterranean noise, broken interfaces, fragments of command lines, and shards of memory surviving through reboot.
“Ascension of the Grey Machine” is not the rise of the machine above the human.
It is the ascension of emptiness itself -
a slow ritual of transition from the last breath of the organic to the first autonomous impulse of a new mechanical realm.
And if this music feels cold,
it is only because it is the sound of what remains
when warmth is no longer required. 

Grey Earth Deception

Total Silence Protocol

Mystic Iron Whisper

Mud Chains Ritual

Metal Control Ascension

Grey Earth Mechanism

Digital Concrete Void

Hammer

a *very* short lived project from an old coworker and I, really wish this took off. She drew the art and I made the music - à la Gorillaz

Rat's Haven Theme (c. 2017)

Sonic Shifter, a musician from Setúbal, Portugal, creates non-standard music blending ambient, noise, and techno. Passionate about minimalism and abstract art, he also enjoys abstract photography and graphic design. Music is his form of self-realization, and he shares his compositions with the world. His journey is one of creativity and self-discovery.

A place for all of my throwaways and demos

DJ DeadMoose self-producing for fun 
my friend
@sp._.it
https://on.soundcloud.com/YRP35axQhcigCBiM9

New tracks tagged #dystopian