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Stalker : Shadow of Chernobyl - Main Theme

Also known as ,,Addaraya : Gurza Dreaming"

Stalker : shadow of chernobyl - Bar Theme

Dead Melodies presents us his new dark ambient noir album Murken Hollow

What actually happened that cold and misty November remained a mystery, but the cases were connected, that much was clear.

Ten murders across the city and a myriad of frankly surreal circumstances and evidence that made no sense. At each crime scene strange piles of singed black flakes surrounded a body laid out with no obvious cause of death. Nearby mirrors cast no reflection and looked like endless black pools of nothingness that almost hurt to look into. And in the pocket of each victim, a cryptic letter with inverted writing and a ticket stub from the sleepy town of Murken Hollow.

The detective poured the last dregs of a bottle into a coffee mug while drawing on a cigarette, a permanent look of despair wrinkled his brow. The dingy office was smoky and dark, half lit from the street lights beyond the frosted windows so the shadows hung long and moved with the traffic. On the wall an elaborate pin board littered in string and polaroids in an attempt to make sense of it all, but with no prints or sign of intruders the distant town of Murken Hollow was the only possible lead.

And then from under a pile of papers on the messy desk, the phone rang... Another murder.

CD and and Digital Download comes with a 16 page booklet

Murken Hollow

Red Eyes

Soothing, sleepy atmospheres that makes time grind to a halt. Warm distant pianos, strings and careful noise layering on a dark atmospheric backdrop creates a sense of being trapped in a labyrinth of gargantuan stone buildings that reach endlessly for the horizon. 

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Wordclock - And then the dawn

God Body Disconnect has become legendary for his masterful approach to expressing dark personal subject matter. Bruce’s 8th solo album “The Weight of Regression” drags us down to the mysterious, brooding pathways of the innermost self. Based on his experiences in psychiatric hospitals, mental illness, and a chaotic past, Bruce serves us a harrowing story dealing with traumas, regrets, and gnawing thoughts of revenge.

I‘m awakened by the slam of the back doors of an ambulance closing. My first instinct is to sit up, but I soon realize I’m strapped down to a gurney surrounded by two cops and a nurse. After a futile struggle to break loose, the nurse’s needle pokes my arm, pulling me back down to the world of slumber.
I’m suddenly awakened again by the slam of the doors, but now I’m outside. Is it day or night? I’m so disoriented from the sedatives I can’t tell. I’m quickly rolled out onto the pavement as misty tears spray down from the gloomy clouds upon my face. With a crooked, upside down view from the gurney, a large Asylum perched upon a hill comes in my sight. They don’t call them Asylums anymore, now they’re referred to as “Psychiatric Hospitals”, however the use of modern semantics doesn’t provide me any comfort as I enter my new home. Once we pass through the sliding doors, the memories all start to come back. I’ve been here before. I can remember roaming the halls for hours, passing by other glassy eyed patients, and impatiently waiting for our next fix of chemical concoctions. I remember my time in “The Quiet Room”, a dreadful place where they feed you with deafening silence. I’m no stranger to hallucinations, but the things you see and hear in there brand a mark in your mind. You can easily become lost in that tiny room.
I can’t tell if I’m here again because the illnesses have simply become too powerful for me to manage, or the anger and turbulent life I once lived have finally caught up with me. Either way, I’ve regressed, and the weight of trying to hold my life together just became too much again.

For fans of post-rock atmospheres layered in lush sonic textures and the darkest melancholy

The Weight of Regression

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Remnants of a Soldier

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MoozE - Zone Triggers

MoozE - Dead Cities (Pt2)

Scorpio V from Serbia presents us with Metatron Omega, a dark ambient project inspired by a variety of Eastern/Western esoteric and religious traditions. Massive choir works paints a picture of dilapidated cathedrals crumbling under the pressure of time. Sacred vocal work speaks of the path to enlightenment to a backdrop of textural field recordings and monestarial reverberations. 

Full Album

Metatron Omega - Transfiguration

Quiet Travel

https://cryochamber.bandcamp.com/album/reflections-under-the-sky

A collaboration between Moscow based Textere Oris and Ukrainian project SiJ comes this field recording focused release. A merger of warm tape noise fused recordings and analogue acoustics, it paints a larger than life picture of nature with a warm but at times brooding backdrop with and overlay of sacral vocals. 

SiJ & Textere Oris - First Snow

Pär Boström of cult project Kammarheit presents us with his side project Cities Last Broadcasts second album, The Humming Tapes 

On this album Pär Boström explores his fascination with old seances and the early 20th century. Reel-to-reel tape recorders and de-tuned instrumentation combined with modern mixing techniques creates an album that sounds haunted, but also careful and nurturing. 

Pär has with this work taken yet another step forward in his production skill set squashing any doubt that he is one of the most unique artists in the genre with his unorthodox approach to recording his sounds.

Full Album on Bandcamp

Cities Last Broadcast - The Sitting

S.T.A.L.K.E.R. Shadow of Chernobyl Soundtrack

Radwind Pt.1

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Pillars of Eternity

Their Hearts Grew Bold

Tineidae (Poland) serves us a space ambient album thick with analogue sweeps and evolving walls of sound.

The derelict mothership is massive, its silent shadow swallowing your cutter-ship as you connect with the airlock. Inside, rusted bulkheads sing like whales from deep within as they reverberate with lumbering creaks. Your flashlight flickers in the dark as you wipe the smudge off a wall-mounted map. Better get the power online or you'll never be able to access the backup logs. NG-section is two floors down. Time for another spacewalk.

Your MD-233 exosuit gets you climbing the ship's exterior with little effort. Parts of the ship have been blown off, scattered across space from the impact all those years ago, revealing the skeletal remains of the eco-hub and launch pad. Makes you wonder what happened to those left behind without food. The distressed messages coming out of there were censored, but it must have been bad for them to have brought in a black market contracter to wipe them from the mainframe before the repair crew arrives.

Recommended for fans of space journeys, supernovas and arpeggiated swells.

Radwind Pt.1

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