We are about to embark on the extraordinary chronicles of Captain Vano’s journeys through the boundless depths of interstellar space.
Born in Lille, a quiet city in the north of France, Vano witnessed the world as it existed before the Great Collapse of Space-Time—a mysterious and still unexplained event that forever altered the very fabric of reality.

Once an ordinary man of Earth, Vano’s destiny was irreversibly changed. His voyages through the stars have taken him to the furthest reaches of unknown galaxies, aboard ships that defy the very laws of possibility. Yet, the Great Collapse did more than just reshape space and time—it bent the laws of physics, altered the nature of existence itself, and extended lifespans in ways previously unimaginable. Countless aspects of reality, from the passage of time to the boundaries of matter, were twisted into strange and unpredictable forms. And yet, humanity, resilient and tenacious, adapted. Like the cockroaches of the galaxy, they learned to survive and thrive amidst the chaos, bending but never breaking under the weight of these unfathomable changes.

The tales we will follow are not merely stories of distant worlds, lost civilizations, and cosmic mysteries buried deep within the stars, but also a profound exploration of one man’s search for truth—about his origins and the enigma of the Great Collapse, which rewrote the very course of history.

Join Captain Vano in a journey unlike any other, where space and time are no longer boundaries but realms to be explored and conquered.
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Nous sommes sur le point de plonger dans les chroniques extraordinaires des voyages du capitaine Vano à travers les profondeurs infinies de l’espace interstellaire.
Né en 1975 à Lille, une ville tranquille du nord de la France, Vano a été témoin du monde tel qu’il existait avant le Grand Effondrement de l’Espace-Temps—un événement mystérieux et encore inexpliqué qui a altéré à jamais le tissu même de la réalité.

Autrefois un homme ordinaire de la Terre, le destin de Vano a été irréversiblement transformé. Ses voyages à travers les étoiles l’ont mené aux confins des galaxies inconnues, à bord de vaisseaux défiant les lois mêmes de la possibilité. Mais le Grand Effondrement n’a pas seulement remodelé l’espace et le temps—il a plié les lois de la physique, modifié la nature même de l’existence et prolongé la durée de vie d’une manière jusqu’alors inimaginable. D'innombrables aspects de la réalité, depuis le passage du temps jusqu’aux frontières de la matière, ont été déformés de manière étrange et imprévisible. Pourtant, l’humanité, résiliente et tenace, s’est adaptée. À l’image des cafards de la galaxie, les humains ont appris à survivre et à prospérer dans ce chaos, se pliant sous le poids de ces changements impénétrables, sans jamais se briser.

Les récits que nous allons suivre ne sont pas seulement des histoires de mondes lointains, de civilisations perdues et de mystères cosmiques enfouis dans les étoiles, mais aussi une profonde exploration de la quête d’un homme pour découvrir la vérité—sur ses origines et l’énigme du Grand Effondrement, qui a réécrit le cours même de l’histoire.

Rejoignez le capitaine Vano dans un voyage hors du commun, où l’espace et le temps ne sont plus des frontières, mais des royaumes à explorer et à conquérir.

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The Cosmic Voyages of Captain Vano

https://soundcloud.com/vanovano/sets/the-cosmic-voyages-of-captain
On a distant and unexplored planet, Captain Vano found himself before a discovery that defied imagination and stirred a quiet unease. Towering over a rugged and desolate landscape stood a colossal vessel, suspended above the ground like a monument forgotten by time.

The ship, immense in size, seemed to merge the organic and mechanical. Its curved hull, resembling a broken ring, was adorned with incomprehensible engravings, remnants of a civilization mysteriously lost. Cables and conduits hung from its structure like exposed veins, pulsating softly with a faint, rhythmic glow, almost as if alive. Yet, it was the rear of the ship that truly overwhelmed him: a massive extension, resembling a giant root, coiled toward the ground and disappeared deep into the planet's core. The terrain around it pulsed faintly, as if an ancient, unseen energy flowed between the ship and the world it inhabited.

Every step Vano took drew him closer to a mystery whose echoes seemed to vibrate within his very bones. The air, thick with an electric charge, felt alive, almost sentient. The ship's hull reflected light in a way that distorted his senses, and despite the silence surrounding him, a heavy presence seemed to watch his every move. It wasn’t merely the abandonment of the place that weighed on him but the overwhelming sense that he stood in the shadow of something far greater and far older than anything humanity had ever encountered.

As he approached the colossal vessel, Vano began to understand that this was no ordinary relic. It was a fragment of a past that no human could have conceived. Was it a tool of conquest, a sanctuary, or the remnant of a forgotten cataclysm? The energy coursing through it seemed to fuel a latent purpose, as though the ship, frozen in a prolonged slumber, was waiting for something—or someone—to awaken it.

Deep within, Vano knew that this discovery was no coincidence. This moment marked the beginning of a mystery that would upend the course of his life, plunging him into darkness deeper than he could have ever imagined, where the fate of this ship and his own destiny would become inextricably intertwined.

The unknown ship

Part 5.1 : Unveiling the Enigmatic Vessel

https://soundcloud.com/vanovano/sets/the-cosmic-voyages-of-captain
It was a morning of rare beauty. The golden sun bathed the streets of Lille, reflecting off windows and warming the air with an unparalleled gentleness. The birds sang louder than usual, and the city itself seemed wrapped in a serene enchantment. Vano, still an ordinary man, stood on the balcony of his apartment, a cup of coffee in hand, gazing at the scene before him. He was not yet Captain Vano, the hero of humanity. At that moment, he was just another citizen, savoring a perfect morning.

Yet, despite the almost unreal beauty of the day, something felt off. A subtle tension lingered in the air, invisible but palpable. The clocks seemed slightly out of sync, the shadows of the trees stretched at strange angles, and a sudden wind swept through, carrying an indescribable scent—ancient, like a memory from another time.

For weeks, scientists around the world had been reporting troubling anomalies. These disturbances included gravitational fluctuations, inexplicable shifts in the speed of light, and even objects frozen in impossible states. Though these phenomena had not yet reached the public consciousness, a select group of researchers feared they were harbingers of a major upheaval.

Vano, without access to this knowledge, still felt an unshakable unease. A deep intuition gnawed at him. What he didn’t know yet was that these gravitational anomalies were the first signs of the Great Collapse—an event that would soon shatter the fundamental laws of reality.

When the Great Collapse struck, aging ceased abruptly. Living beings found themselves trapped in physical immortality, but this "immortality" quickly revealed itself to be a curse. Memories, emotions, and traumas accumulated endlessly, creating a new and profound human suffering.

That morning in Lille, as he sipped his coffee, Vano had no way of knowing that this peaceful day would be his last before everything changed. What he could not yet imagine was that the cessation of aging would open the door to a golden age of space exploration, but at the cost of immense human sacrifices and growing inequalities.

In the decades to come, the ordinary man he was would face cosmic challenges. He would survive the loss of loved ones, the collapse of reality itself, and centuries of conflict. He would rise to become Captain Vano, a symbol of hope in a fractured universe, ready to defy the darkness and remind humanity of what it had forgotten: its humanity.

Whispers of the Great Collapse

Part 1 : Whispers of the Great Collapse

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DARK SIDE OF THE EARTH

A journey in to the sunrise.

One of my first tracks on SC. Did a remix and remaster as it needed som work. Made some EQ, compression and added a nice pultec punch on the drums. Good fun!

Sunrise (Remastered)

Those Words

Ascending*

A beautiful and reflective song on what might have been, but still affirms the resilience and eternality of love.  In the context of love, time stands still.
Perhaps it is in the smallest things that we see the greatest and perhaps also the most beautiful.
Beautiful Poem & Narration - Peter; soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Lovely Right Guitar - David; @david-dunhamuser589535203
Music, Guitars, Mix & Production - Seagull; @farout-music-studio

Silent Drops

I wonder, peering through the slipping drops - are you still there?
Do you still feel? Do you still care? Do you still, live?

And are your eyes still that mystic crystal sallowed pastel green?
How much of one lifetime would it ever take to just forgive,
lift the screen that crashed between us, seemly forty thousand years ago?

Ah, what might have been?
A parallel universe could hold our children, old by now, of course.
Kids of their own. And probably divorced.
Ah what the hell, there’s next to no chance that it would have worked out anyday.

You and I.
Separate ways.
You with your fabulous soft green eyes.
Me with nothing healing left to say, empty vespers, hollow, echo.
Wistful whispers, hushed and hint of tints of wettest blue.
But dear God I loved you so...... Still do.

Silent Drops (Seagull, Peter, David)

soundcloud.com/vanovano/sets/the-cosmic-voyages-of-captain 

Two hundred and fifty years after the Great Chaos, the universe floated in a strange state of immortality. Aging had ceased, taking with it the usual temporal markers. While bodies remained frozen in time, souls still bore the scars of loss and conflict. In this reality, where even death seemed to have lost its power, Vano wandered, haunted by the tragedies of chaotic centuries.

One of these losses left a deep mark on him: Xar, a brilliant biologist and his longtime friend, had been killed during an attack led by Graigus the Mad, a warlord who was half-human, half-machine. Consumed by regret and anger, Vano found it difficult to free himself from this burden until one day, a mysterious call from the unknown resonated within him. Something—or someone—seemed to push him to act, to break free from his inertia.

Guided by this inexplicable urge, Vano volunteered to hunt down Graigus, an adversary no one dared to face. Graigus, gigantic and terrifying, was a being of metal and violence: four clawed arms capable of shredding anything they touched, a disproportionately large head with two yellow eyes glowing like spotlights, and two smaller shadowy eyes below. His mechanical facade hid a corrupted but persistent trace of humanity.

For months, Vano pursued Graigus across ravaged worlds, escaping ambushes and traps set by his enemy. This hunt confronted him with a troubling duality: an ardent desire for vengeance for Xar and Graigus's countless victims, and a strange fascination with the honor that occasionally flickered in the warlord's actions.

Their final confrontation took place on Exilion-9, a desert planet frozen in oppressive silence. Amid the ruins of an ancient temple, Vano and Graigus faced each other in a duel worthy of another era. Graigus's metallic arms unfolded slowly, while his piercing eyes fixed on Vano. The silence was shattered by a precise shot: Vano's laser struck Graigus's cybernetic shoulder, disarming the warlord without killing him.

Graigus, on his knees, slowly folded his arms in a gesture that seemed to betray resignation. His yellow eyes locked on Vano—not with hatred, but with an intensity that seemed to defy fate itself. Vano, his heart heavy, lowered his weapon. The anger had dissipated.

"You killed Xar… and so many others. I wanted to hate you, to destroy you. But your death won't bring anyone back. In this world where time is frozen, perhaps there's still a chance for you… a chance to do something right."

Graigus remained silent, then slowly extended a robotic hand toward Vano. Not out of weakness, but as a gesture of acceptance. After a moment's hesitation, Vano shook it.

This improbable moment sealed an unexpected alliance. Graigus, once known as "the Mad," became a loyal ally. Together, they began defending humanity against even greater threats. That day, Vano became not only "Captain Vano," but also a symbol of hope, redemption, and faith in humanity's ability to overcome its own darkness.

Thus began the legend of a man, lost and adrift, who found his path by choosing hope where many would have chosen vengeance.

The Birth of Captain Vano

Part 3 : The Birth of Captain Vano

This iteration of Sleeping House is Limited Bob (@bob-bowden) and Mesmo

Sleeping House "Gobbotten EMF"

https://soundcloud.com/vanovano/sets/the-cosmic-voyages-of-captain
The Resilience of the Immortals
When the Great Chaos swept across the universe, it altered the fundamental laws of reality. Time, once linear and stable, shattered. Aging stopped abruptly, plunging humanity into a state of physical immortality. While this transformation initially seemed like a blessing, it quickly became a burden. Bodies remained unchanged, trapped in eternal youth, but minds continued to accumulate memories and pains.

Over time, many succumbed to a silent madness. Emotional scars no longer healed, amplified by an existence where every wound of the soul remained intact. Yet, amidst this chaos, a strange evolution emerged: human intellect, freed from biological constraints, developed exponentially. Geniuses appeared at an unprecedented rate, creating technological and cultural innovations that seemed to defy the impossible.

The first centuries were marked by a desperate struggle to adapt. Deprived of the ability to die, humans had to redefine their way of living. They built protected enclaves—bastions of civilization where advanced technologies stabilized the gravitational anomalies created by the Great Chaos. These fortified cities became sanctuaries, but at a terrible cost.

Machines were designed to extract energy from immortal bodies. “Conductors,” humans connected to these systems, powered the technologies necessary for collective survival. Although their bodies didn’t age, their minds gradually faded, turning them into hollow shells. These sacrifices, presented as voluntary, were often imposed by a ruling elite that saw these individuals as an infinite resource to exploit.

Despite these horrors, humanity experienced a golden age of space exploration. The gravitational corridors revealed by the Great Chaos opened pathways to the stars, allowing humans to expand beyond their homeworld. The first interstellar ships, powered by the energy of the conductors and built with the inventions of new geniuses, were technological triumphs. Yet, these advancements also highlighted the growing moral fractures within society.

Amid this tumultuous era, a silent resistance began to form. Some refused to see immortality as an opportunity for exploitation and started questioning the very foundations of this new civilization. These rebels denounced abuses of power, growing inequalities, and the neglect of fundamental human values.

It was in this context that Vano, still an ordinary man from Lille, began to feel the weight of this new reality. Though not yet the legendary captain he would later become, he observed humanity’s deviations with growing melancholy. At this point, he hadn’t yet found his place in this changing universe, but a spark was igniting within him. He didn’t know it yet, but he would become the symbol of human resilience—the one who would unite the shattered fragments of civilization to remind them of what they had forgotten: their humanity.

The Resilience of the Immortals

Part 2 : The Resilience of the Immortals

https://soundcloud.com/vanovano/sets/the-cosmic-voyages-of-captain
The "Payum" (the "Messenger"), the flagship of intergalactic exploration, was slowly approaching its destination. Through the vast bay windows, the crew gazed at a shimmering planet, bathed in the bright light of a nearby star. Onboard, the atmosphere oscillated between excitement and apprehension. No one knew what to expect. It was a first in human history: encountering an extraterrestrial civilization.

Captain Vano stood in silence, his hands clasped behind his back, while Graigue the Mad, the former pirate and now invaluable ally, nervously scanned the screens.
“This kind of calm isn’t natural,” he muttered under his breath.
Professor Arkinor, standing nearby, was intently focused on the projected data, his concentration unwavering. Beside him, Torni, the great humanist philosopher, appeared lost in thought, his face illuminated by a glimmer of hope.

As the ship began its descent, the tension steadily grew. The crew, gathered in the main hall, stared at the screens displaying the planet’s strange landscapes as they came into view. A dense, almost oppressive atmosphere cloaked the surface. The vegetation—or what resembled it—formed chaotic patterns, and mysterious structures emerged on the horizon. A heavy silence settled over the room, broken only by the faint hum of the landing engines.

When the Payum finally touched down, no one moved. Outside, a thick golden mist swirled just above the ground, obscuring almost everything. The crew waited, their eyes glued to the screens. Then, within the shifting fog, shadows appeared.

The entities moved forward slowly, barely visible at first. Their movements were strange, fluid, almost supernatural. As they drew closer, the star’s grazing light began to reveal their features. The crew exchanged uneasy glances. The forms were grotesque, their faces distorted by features the human mind could only describe as monstrous. Their mere sight triggered a primal fear.

Graigue, his hand on his weapon, muttered under his breath,
“If it’s a trap, I’m ready.”
Captain Vano, tense, hesitated to respond. He knew everything could fall apart in an instant. Even Professor Arkinor, usually unflappable, seemed completely stunned, his eyes wide like those of a toad under sudden pressure.

The entities continued to glide across the ground, their lower bodies concealed beneath garments that blended seamlessly with the mist. As they drew nearer, their grotesque and terrifying appearance became clearer. Their unrelenting approach heightened the crew’s anxiety.

The tension was unbearable.

And then Ambassador 1.618, a diplomat known for his audacity and humor, stepped forward. With an almost casual smile, he declared in a loud, clear voice,
“They’re hideous! … But not as much as my mother, and that doesn’t stop us from loving each other.”

A cold silence fell over the crew. Everyone froze, stunned by the absurdity of the statement. Then, as if a dam had burst, Graigue let out a booming laugh. His raspy chuckle echoed through the hall, quickly joined by the ambassador’s laughter and then the rest of the crew. Even Captain Vano couldn’t suppress an incredulous grin.

But the most surprising moment was yet to come. The entities themselves stopped and, to everyone’s astonishment, began to emit a strange, rhythmic sound. It was laughter. Alien, yet oddly human, their laughter was so infectious that it transformed the surreal encounter into a moment of shared joy. In an instant, fear and tension were replaced by a contagious hilarity.

This was the beginning of a new era, marked by a lasting friendship. And from this mysterious civilization would one day emerge the famous Different Brothers, the greatest players of human blues music the galaxy had ever known. Their music transcended species, reminding everyone that sometimes, a simple laugh can break down even the most formidable barriers.

The Third Kind Encounter

Part 4 : The Third Kind Encounter

Authenticated

Disquiet Junto's 693rd prompt instructed us to sort a well-known melody by note and duration. I chose "Claire de Lune" as my source material.

I don't read sheet music and my father didn't raise me to do math on paper, so I wrote a Ruby script that processes a .mid file and sorts according to various pieces of MIDI data, including note number, note name, and time between note on and off events. You can see the source at https://gist.github.com/CoralineAda/3f559279caa892a46fa2ee26fc62b339

I processed the MIDI file a few different times with different sorting criteria, then laid out the variations (including a random sort) in what I hope is an interesting progression. 

In terms of instrumentation, I used a Yamaha digital piano for the lead and a Korg M3R for the pads and accents.

More on the 693rd weekly Disquiet Junto project, Melody Sorted — The Assignment: Reorganize a familiar song note by note — at https://disquiet.com/0693/

The Lunar Sort (Variations on Claire de Lune) (disquiet0693)

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