tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19435317514672692412024-03-13T23:13:21.432+03:00USC Unlimited: Open music communityWeb-release division of USC This is label's music blog of free web releases under Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike license. Main genres are: Traditional Electronic, Berlin School, Ambient, Dark Ambient, New Age, Space Music, Smooth Jazz, Psy-Ambient, Psy-Trance, Dubstep, Modern Classical, Experimental.Mike Winchesterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01134614987409629381noreply@blogger.comBlogger267125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-21335248122291855102020-05-05T22:00:00.000+03:002020-05-07T10:10:36.934+03:00Astrovia - Spectrum and Luminosity<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzLB-W5V6ebuztL1ez9pnTmipvttdmbSI8lKct-PfXvuF1-vJnvEHW6DIvp4U_QBs9rtiVnSxPe6XBizMLzycMayO3i11ir0Bq46e2TlAi6PKdqXLKZmn0TsUPzYv-IvOMAPKRYJzlHABc/s1600/Spectrum+and+Luminosity.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzLB-W5V6ebuztL1ez9pnTmipvttdmbSI8lKct-PfXvuF1-vJnvEHW6DIvp4U_QBs9rtiVnSxPe6XBizMLzycMayO3i11ir0Bq46e2TlAi6PKdqXLKZmn0TsUPzYv-IvOMAPKRYJzlHABc/s400/Spectrum+and+Luminosity.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p class="htxt">Record 2018-2020 • Public 2020 • Release 2020 • Edition 2020
USC-WR-2005.0446 • Space Ambient</p>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2020/05/astrovia-spectrum-and-luminosity.html#more"></a>Mike Winchesterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01134614987409629381noreply@blogger.com0Moscow, Russia55.755826 37.617299954.606933999999995 35.0355129 56.904718 40.1990869tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-39264465855383572322018-09-09T22:00:00.000+03:002018-12-07T00:26:38.568+03:00Stark's Pond - Life Track<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoFZ7gswtl-d26MiqMRtRlD4ERlgGMKB-gmFrT4HgpQ2PJQ_gJB1Q5Ysk3svwWFxZBGbBKkLD8CdTpF_an5WYbqe2WkaFTspCDE68_YViQBqYtcIFKkug1X0wjrLylTDnsLJrrIItqXN-I/s1600/Life+Track.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoFZ7gswtl-d26MiqMRtRlD4ERlgGMKB-gmFrT4HgpQ2PJQ_gJB1Q5Ysk3svwWFxZBGbBKkLD8CdTpF_an5WYbqe2WkaFTspCDE68_YViQBqYtcIFKkug1X0wjrLylTDnsLJrrIItqXN-I/s400/Life+Track.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2018 • Edition: 2018 • USC-WR-1809.0411</b><br>
<i>Indietronica</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(255,255,100,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">Life may appear quite predictable and predetermined, if you do not translate it into variable values. And then it will be an inexhaustible source of high-profile events, useful knowledge, fateful meetings, incredible adventures, unexpected turns and important lessons. The average man goes through many stages on his life track, and the experience that he accumulates during this time serves as his guiding star in the ocean of uncertainty. Always keep healthy optimism, and then the joyful feelings experienced in moments of delight will help to survive the difficult stages of emotional decline. Do not allow chance to break your positive attitude! Look at any situation from a creative point of view, because modern opportunities are incomparably wider than ever, and are often limited only by our wit and imagination. Your contagious energy will be transferred to everyone around, if you yourself believe in your strength! And then you will be that guiding star for your comrades, and maybe even grateful descendants.</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2018/09/starks-pond-life-track.html#more"></a>Mike Winchesterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01134614987409629381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-63618935850368099762018-08-27T22:44:00.000+03:002018-09-04T23:43:32.662+03:00Astrovia & Derek Nigell - World of Specular Loomings<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJDgpAYF-yjy4PjFTHVxFaibiwWyraLabGJz_wgs7OSj65Ofev7Orgl7F9zoTBegfY-xRx6EYPjtBae0WB1xgOIk_RY6FZKICfa0KrvcXvlQ16kiNp-npNrdtxsAlhCFBmQIHxZOIw4URA/s1600/World+of+Specular+Loomings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJDgpAYF-yjy4PjFTHVxFaibiwWyraLabGJz_wgs7OSj65Ofev7Orgl7F9zoTBegfY-xRx6EYPjtBae0WB1xgOIk_RY6FZKICfa0KrvcXvlQ16kiNp-npNrdtxsAlhCFBmQIHxZOIw4URA/s400/World+of+Specular+Loomings.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2018 • Edition: 2018 • USC-WR-1808.0410</b><br>
<i>Berlin School, Ambient</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(255,225,25,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">Imagine yourself an entity of light... You are born in the radiant worlds and get into the place most attractive for you – the realm of glass, crystal and mirrors... The real game of optical illusions begins. Refraction, bundle into many colors and scattering on thin and sharp edges. You are so fascinated... You turn into myriads of self copies, shine and spray in all directions with sunbeams. Looking at your own reflections, you find strange memories in the depths of your bright memory: you flew for a long time across the boundless space, skirted the galaxies and played a ghost penumbra under the tree crowns on the unknown planets. Or it was not you, but your brothers bearing the light, with whom you are inseparable, like the light is inseparable and complete in the Universe... Or maybe it all just seemed to you in this strange world – in a world of specular loomings...</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2018/08/astrovia-derek-nigell-world-of-specular.html#more"></a>Mike Winchesterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01134614987409629381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-31108861409470463312018-04-30T22:00:00.000+03:002018-08-07T11:10:52.172+03:00HuNTTeRR - Awakening<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcnDHoIiLtca9eOCYHzOeQRhsQZq1EsSjIqU6il-VOZCQAJCZkSQz5GARRRCssnoCWbVj8iSiX2qWigfNZLJZhUIN132L8AKq_RXhsqagGeLukKXs8J5AxRlVwuGriJOlDK4dm4zaPy7cY/s1600/Awakening.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcnDHoIiLtca9eOCYHzOeQRhsQZq1EsSjIqU6il-VOZCQAJCZkSQz5GARRRCssnoCWbVj8iSiX2qWigfNZLJZhUIN132L8AKq_RXhsqagGeLukKXs8J5AxRlVwuGriJOlDK4dm4zaPy7cY/s400/Awakening.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2011-2013 • Edition: 2018 • USC-WR-1709.0379</b><br>
<i>Electronic Rock, Indietronica, VGM</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(100,228,228,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">Just before the morning sets in you see a dream. Its beginning is blurred, unclear and strange. You can only follow the development of its plot, how it changes, turning from a battle against a monster into exploration of lava dungeons or into a rendezvous with a girl. Dreams intertwine, taking you away into their world, where there is no place for vanity of city streets, no place for troubles and worries, but only the sweet pleasure... Though dreams are not eternal. They have the property of ending – rather, suddenly break off. The alarm-clock rings. Thousands of impulses pull out the consciousness from the realm of Morpheus, forcing you to wake up. Outside the window the dawn is breaking, and the rays of sunlight strike your eyes, heralding a new day. And this day will be headlong like all the others! You’ll habitually hop a bus, and go to work. And on the way you won’t help feeling: “was it a dream... or is it a dream all around...?”.</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2018/04/huntterr-awakening.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-82195191738949808912018-04-17T22:08:00.001+03:002018-08-07T13:40:40.762+03:00Tenth Cloud - Edge of Summer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ42NssyA7g8naovlbElqHoSPsWT5kp04u-2efltuU8AbwmSbXvLnKVdcpAHonBbwc5aVDI2B9qQhppMQMjmlQ3Id0Gr34zgX_-NC0KPaefLCJthtDkB0s8acKws99sK_waDoER52fLGqp/s1600/Edge+of+Summer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ42NssyA7g8naovlbElqHoSPsWT5kp04u-2efltuU8AbwmSbXvLnKVdcpAHonBbwc5aVDI2B9qQhppMQMjmlQ3Id0Gr34zgX_-NC0KPaefLCJthtDkB0s8acKws99sK_waDoER52fLGqp/s400/Edge+of+Summer.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2016-2018 • Edition: 2018 • USC-WR-1804.0406</b><br>
<i>Techno, Chillout, Traditional Electronic</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(228,180,100,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">It always ends. It always ends the same. Sometimes a couple of days earlier, sometimes a couple of days later, but always with rains and cold winds. I understand I have lived this little life and hungrily swallow these remains of happiness. I am siting here – on the very edge, on the edge of summer and dream of one thing only: to quickly start it over once again. Once again – from the beginning. And what then? And then it will be like it always is. Like always, I will be waiting for summer!</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2018/04/tenth-cloud-edge-of-summer.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-21231746537872524012018-03-31T12:16:00.000+03:002018-08-07T13:39:58.209+03:00Astrovia - Ambienaut<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXOP2leCoQaU4SkAhyB7_UdlDyJ9Mekpdxdh1LJlguZJY21j-bgzt6s6Jvkud41DrG3jPYkpjlJoubuj1Fuz1xl4ygOkFWl5N9XpeqRF3ZbLABmkTbfjlI-pg-70wjX5zobyZfeFj9V5ph/s1600/Ambienaut.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXOP2leCoQaU4SkAhyB7_UdlDyJ9Mekpdxdh1LJlguZJY21j-bgzt6s6Jvkud41DrG3jPYkpjlJoubuj1Fuz1xl4ygOkFWl5N9XpeqRF3ZbLABmkTbfjlI-pg-70wjX5zobyZfeFj9V5ph/s400/Ambienaut.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2003-2018 • Edition: 2018 • USC-WR-1803.0405</b><br>
<i>Space Ambient</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(180,180,100,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">One day we put on the headphones, turn on the music and... find ourselves in a parallel dimension. The picture of reality begins to change, the space is filled with unknown boundless waters of sound passages and melisms. Consciousness resists at first, trying to grasp the usual material patterns, but the element of sound is inexorable. Images from dreams, abstractions and unseen landscapes engulf the traveler’s mind. Ambienaut. The one who knows a secret: how to use music to open a portal into the inner sea... Where did the idea of this mystical music come from? Could it be that the first ambient was recorded by a supercivilization that lived at the dawn of the Universe? And the memory of it remained in the world information field. Or, one day, in an abandoned space laboratory, devices and computers with artificial intelligence left in the switched-on state continued the research program... and perceived secrets of the Universe, having expressed them in sound. But who is destined to discover this knowledge for mankind? We will visit different worlds in the universe of music of ambiance and find out why only Ambienaut will cope with the task like that...</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2018/03/astrovia-ambienaut.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-17007621532176440142018-03-15T11:31:00.000+03:002018-08-07T13:40:24.791+03:00Sergey Kolesnikov - Signature<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIaApQTVt1PIJLnzgPYarSwmpXW6TS_ZBWuSrVVV6XI-19J0IKpSeg4dc9x7HZM8f_cc9WMdk9Ee_0iqON7TnWyq_uEU9DFP-r7z_xFBquJer59NqF9KqB4FJNXL6qPO2NTkUu6vE4DBEZ/s1600/Signature.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIaApQTVt1PIJLnzgPYarSwmpXW6TS_ZBWuSrVVV6XI-19J0IKpSeg4dc9x7HZM8f_cc9WMdk9Ee_0iqON7TnWyq_uEU9DFP-r7z_xFBquJer59NqF9KqB4FJNXL6qPO2NTkUu6vE4DBEZ/s400/Signature.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2010-2011 • Edition: 2018 • USC-WR-1506.0268</b><br>
<i>Berlin School, Ambient</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(160,140,120,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">Epochs shift epochs. New structures are formed under the tips of the fingers. The stream of thoughts flows freely, and ideas are born as if by themselves. You create worlds with one pass of a hand, before which you prostrate yourself subsequently. And then a stunning music breaks out from under your rough hands, over which you have no power. It rushes to where time and space merge into a single whole. Its motif, changing imperceptibly, carries you into the ocean of sound. The steps of the sequences alternate, responding to the aspirations of the soul of an invisible genius nurtured by the experience of generations. And in all this – the integrity of a majestic music! Perhaps this is how happiness sings, and delight fills the cup of appeasement? What can be more beautiful than the contemplation of how the creator creates his creation, and creation creates its creator? No thoughts, no words... There is only a dissolution of consciousness in the music, on which the time itself left its imprint.</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2018/03/sergey-kolesnikov-signature.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-21740786749277084022018-02-25T17:00:00.000+03:002018-08-07T13:41:15.204+03:00WMRI - Iolite Abyss<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilh-q6zNLuD767l0Orm9O7fl1-h_u424YAySLXrJoWjj4H9WYiFqKz7wGhbEaeo_vYTf8Trz9GOSIHQ2lj5q5efszhXLhfKJ70CYbXBoBXJgQUfiDxPQ5-vpg7bMy9BitYae4OTjUxkvm8/s1600/Iolite+Abyss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilh-q6zNLuD767l0Orm9O7fl1-h_u424YAySLXrJoWjj4H9WYiFqKz7wGhbEaeo_vYTf8Trz9GOSIHQ2lj5q5efszhXLhfKJ70CYbXBoBXJgQUfiDxPQ5-vpg7bMy9BitYae4OTjUxkvm8/s400/Iolite+Abyss.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2018 • Edition: 2018 • USC-WR-1802.0404</b><br>
<i>Space Ambient</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(128,128,220,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">The deep-sea world contains many mysteries. It is almost unexplored, as only a few obsessed researchers went to dark depths. The bizarre relief pattern extends for many miles, rising and falling smoothly, disappearing in the cliffs and reappearing from the void. The entanglement of water streams piercing the boundless reservoirs with its net and rushing in unknown directions. The world of depth is full of amazing creatures of nature, many of which exist there for thousands or even millions of years practically unchanged. This environment is extreme for most living beings, which also protects these creatures from unnecessary attention. Huge pressure has prompted these organisms to adapt, making their appearance completely unearthly. The sun's rays are scattered and decayed at such depth, the outlines and details of the underwater ridges are dying out, and behind the cloudy shroud there opens an abyss in the colors of the iolite.</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2018/02/wmri-iolite-abyss.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-27259864039758579272018-02-20T00:31:00.003+03:002018-12-20T06:47:03.126+03:00Marcus Denight - Legends of the Imminent Winter<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXDNpEzwrWM7uFcQ4Eb5vpCheoAIsvCEPOieAGsbPVCBddBwGYkC07K3x7omFCZ8w_1mZsV9NABxmLqKSiPgGfcb0ZLHlYLwOe2B1tXvKyVDTudVhnj42VPFanqna1VU_q7mD1huQsaMyV/s1600/Legends+of+the+Imminent+Winter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXDNpEzwrWM7uFcQ4Eb5vpCheoAIsvCEPOieAGsbPVCBddBwGYkC07K3x7omFCZ8w_1mZsV9NABxmLqKSiPgGfcb0ZLHlYLwOe2B1tXvKyVDTudVhnj42VPFanqna1VU_q7mD1huQsaMyV/s400/Legends+of+the+Imminent+Winter.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2016 • Edition: 2018 • USC-WR-1802.0403</b><br>
<i>Traditional Electronic, New Age</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(220,200,120,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">The silent winter chill gave sparkling tenderness. Blue freshness blazed, pushing away chains of darkness. And in this snowy tanglement the distance shone under the moonlight. Windy dreams hurried to the cold branches. Fluffy snow like shores of glowing vasts; the azure of skies is home of clearness: shaky shapes are barely visible through blueness. Round dance of memories circled loudly along with it in motion of frozen sounds in crystal icy whiteness. And there’s is incomprehensible mystery hidden in every snowflake fallen to the ground. Late sunrises meet someone’s dreams, while winter outside the window is composing a new legends — legends of the imminent winter...</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2018/02/marcus-denight-legends-of-imminent.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-69899373736412697782018-02-16T16:09:00.002+03:002018-08-07T13:43:23.921+03:00Aquatone - Mental Images<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw3e5Fq6Pz0Ada7WxAdyLtkc6wnXCy72qmNwaK8BVPdPA_X7sAWzhzQYfW-xALRifYIp9qotYp8dzFgvMMQSm_wXHzu1iG5tRTwmClJ9FqVHSS0DCOigV0TgGbRIdoO1T-x0wgNh0OELkZ/s1600/Mental+Images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw3e5Fq6Pz0Ada7WxAdyLtkc6wnXCy72qmNwaK8BVPdPA_X7sAWzhzQYfW-xALRifYIp9qotYp8dzFgvMMQSm_wXHzu1iG5tRTwmClJ9FqVHSS0DCOigV0TgGbRIdoO1T-x0wgNh0OELkZ/s400/Mental+Images.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2015-2017 • Edition: 2017 • USC-WR-1707.0368</b><br>
<i>Psy-Ambient, World, Trance</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(180,100,225,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">Mankind loves mysteries... Whatever success the science achieves, we still continue to seek far beyond its limits. Who are we? What am “I”? Is it just a body or brain? Or a thought? And where are my own borders? Can I evolutionize endlessly? Since ancient times tribes besought for the sacraments. For centuries lonesome stalkers tried to comprehend sacral secrets. We have even penetrated into the atom in order to take more and to make the greatest. We imagine, conceptualize, dream! The fantasy draws images of our infinite possession and control over matter and journeys out of the worlds. In our fairytales heroes awake dragons, dig into Earth’s entrails, re-create the Paradise... Who are we but the race of scientists conducting experiments with ourselves? What else shall we imagine about the world and about ourselves, and where the wings of adventures will bring us in coming centuries?</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2018/02/aquatone-mental-images.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-30638981877674740152018-02-10T17:40:00.000+03:002018-08-07T13:44:38.949+03:00Vortex Mechanic - Questions to Eternity<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXFcWOC-qnEp8lo6PANd63urb97BX8KiDR0duMs2dXrvEvR6JipSpbZ-MTQCJ1cON5D1xEsCbuYsomI4YE0V7ziC1eUExGAHR2zw0VJghWDUEkPAtS60mdvY6D13zD5CRxcmakMtgAegKI/s1600/Questions+to+Eternity.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXFcWOC-qnEp8lo6PANd63urb97BX8KiDR0duMs2dXrvEvR6JipSpbZ-MTQCJ1cON5D1xEsCbuYsomI4YE0V7ziC1eUExGAHR2zw0VJghWDUEkPAtS60mdvY6D13zD5CRxcmakMtgAegKI/s400/Questions+to+Eternity.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2016-2017 • Edition: 2018 • USC-WR-1705.0360</b><br>
<i>Space Ambient, Noise Ambient</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(255,225,25,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">Whole life consists of questions. We begin to ask them when we realize ourselves as a person, and continue until we dissolve into nothingness. On the path of life we are accompanied by a variety of doubts and fears – they hide deep inside, even if we do not notice it. Once alone in the face of Eternity, we encounter our own existential fears. Our mind has protective mechanisms that defend us. But even they can fall under the pressure of circumstances, breaking the worldview, leading to uncertainty, indifference and loss of faith in everything, giving rise to doubt in the meaningfulness of life without a higher destiny. Religion was once an effective answer to all questions. Faith in a just God who will never leave us alone, saved us from the pain of reason, giving the will to existence. However, reality poses more and more questions, on which religions are not able to give adequate answers. Humanity was exposed defenseless to the soulless eyes of Eternity. And it has to find what question to ask.</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2018/02/vortex-mechanic-questions-to-eternity.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-59466769311594052852018-02-09T11:25:00.000+03:002018-08-07T14:45:26.517+03:00Rigel Centaurus - Колония. Часть первая = The Colony. Part One<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlKaWFGuYVp9oBXi9CMuPvpbFRwa5njdyx5-8_-AA2iAQfOY5uw9GEqYezkuPtIl_9_SzDO92ux3oKj0V0wrIMRZbckcWDiyv9G9gOSNurD_rPIXWzwo5XKBaO9WBWd5AXj6BDEuggCSYl/s1600/%25D0%259A%25D0%25BE%25D0%25BB%25D0%25BE%25D0%25BD%25D0%25B8%25D1%258F.+%25D0%25A7%25D0%25B0%25D1%2581%25D1%2582%25D1%258C+%25D0%25BF%25D0%25B5%25D1%2580%25D0%25B2%25D0%25B0%25D1%258F.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlKaWFGuYVp9oBXi9CMuPvpbFRwa5njdyx5-8_-AA2iAQfOY5uw9GEqYezkuPtIl_9_SzDO92ux3oKj0V0wrIMRZbckcWDiyv9G9gOSNurD_rPIXWzwo5XKBaO9WBWd5AXj6BDEuggCSYl/s400/%25D0%259A%25D0%25BE%25D0%25BB%25D0%25BE%25D0%25BD%25D0%25B8%25D1%258F.+%25D0%25A7%25D0%25B0%25D1%2581%25D1%2582%25D1%258C+%25D0%25BF%25D0%25B5%25D1%2580%25D0%25B2%25D0%25B0%25D1%258F.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2015-2016 • Edition: 2016 • USC-WR-1802.0402</b><br>
<i>Space Ambient</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(80,200,120,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">“...Following the results of observations we came to a conclusion, that the parameters of the star allowed that it had an Earth-like planets. Who knows, maybe Delta Pavonis is destined to become a new sun for mankind. We made calculations, built a spaceship for long-range flight and prepared an expedition. Cosmonauts were cast into anabiosis to go through G-force easier and to reduce resource consuming. The onboard computer was obligated to control the spaceship’s course as well as crew’s state. In a distance of tens of billions kilometers retrorockets ignited. Meanwhile the star gradually grew in objective lenses of cameras. Onboard navigation system made calculations and built up the trajectory: the fourth planet orbiting in the habitable zone. While the spaceship was approaching, the machines collected data: atmospheric gases, temperature and ground-level pressure, humidity and weather conditions, radiation level, thickness of ozone layer and strength of magnetic field, as well as search for traces of life. Happily the planet turned out to be similar to Earth in many properties, and the next step was to determine a landing site and a place for building of the future colony. Robots deployed a planetary base and began comprehensive works to prepare for the moment when the human himself could take the first step into this brand-new world...”</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2018/02/rigel-centaurus-colony-part-one.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-86858807097922196622018-01-09T14:23:00.000+03:002018-10-07T00:07:45.283+03:00Visionary Worlds - Feelings<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggg2fzqFHCx8HR-UCvypJBP4Hj-BJFwVeBBSbeXlwyx0pMoaLl7OqxQUExgV3wmA2xTxtpjzsN5TCq4-clC972qlrgd24mccHUBGpdjMc8dV-bo732XEL0m2L62PHlsI-PT92UroU9aq1J/s1600/Feelings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggg2fzqFHCx8HR-UCvypJBP4Hj-BJFwVeBBSbeXlwyx0pMoaLl7OqxQUExgV3wmA2xTxtpjzsN5TCq4-clC972qlrgd24mccHUBGpdjMc8dV-bo732XEL0m2L62PHlsI-PT92UroU9aq1J/s400/Feelings.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2015 • Edition: 2015 • USC-WR-1511.0290</b><br>
<i>Progressive Trance, Uplifting Trance</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(128,128,220,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">What is filling us, inspiring and making alive? What does the inner world of man hide – is it heaven or hell? A lot of things are woven into it: collected knowledge, experienced feelings, a burden of memories. Which of them to keep, and which to get rid of forever? Consciously and unconsciously, we create our own world: quiet harbors and noisy squares, bright lights of glass cases and shades of courtyards – a spectacular attraction of ups and downs, a session at the cinema of destiny, which projector emits the light diffusing the shackles of darkness. Through the filters of our feelings and delusions, the image gets placed upon the outside world, and we watch our dramas and comedies, occasionally forgetting that the source of light is inside us…</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2015/11/visionary-worlds-feelings.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-44735341771952894832017-12-28T21:41:00.001+03:002018-08-07T14:48:20.850+03:00Okkulta - :deepspacetrip:<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGfEO0vpsclgNqPbjNH8aNJ6shPTILGO8F1Hiwo-QWT7kYdhGTZ_tly5jrhTwUFIRVRCrQVMK0j7dcKAcftHugIWbewC9GwMxuzN0IOVpqCirfrjwt_o5FJ5QNMlWcYEhgJ7pb9M7XHR7M/s1600/deepspacetrip.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGfEO0vpsclgNqPbjNH8aNJ6shPTILGO8F1Hiwo-QWT7kYdhGTZ_tly5jrhTwUFIRVRCrQVMK0j7dcKAcftHugIWbewC9GwMxuzN0IOVpqCirfrjwt_o5FJ5QNMlWcYEhgJ7pb9M7XHR7M/s400/deepspacetrip.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2016-2017 • Edition: 2017 • USC-WR-1712.0394</b><br>
<i>Industrial, Aggrotech, Dark Electro</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(128,128,228,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">Cleared for takeoff. The countdown timer is ticking, and I am glad to great you, dear friends, aboard our spaceship. Our voyage is about to begin and it will be breathtaking and dangerous. We will visit the most exotic corners of our Universe and encounter something you cannot even imagine, revealing mysteries of the Deep Space — so luring and scary at the same time. And with luck we will come back alive. Mission ":deepspacetrip:", year 2017 according to the Earth calendar. Ignition! Move on!</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2017/12/okkulta-deepspacetrip.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-16481046577973206712017-12-25T22:00:00.000+03:002018-08-07T14:49:33.657+03:00Derek Nigell - Distant Ocean<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhH1o6XM-YGcD9CZW9zmZoJ4MPvOc6LH7ykxFZxD8r9Dl5Rzmd_6eGMROwqL4Ud8zzeGjyIHQZvYE3yKRB72o8DFFyrTMMTaD8ZgiVuG6_-SjxNnG6Q6lFit_ssKJVplSR2pbsEQDJE5il/s1600/Distant+Ocean.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhH1o6XM-YGcD9CZW9zmZoJ4MPvOc6LH7ykxFZxD8r9Dl5Rzmd_6eGMROwqL4Ud8zzeGjyIHQZvYE3yKRB72o8DFFyrTMMTaD8ZgiVuG6_-SjxNnG6Q6lFit_ssKJVplSR2pbsEQDJE5il/s400/Distant+Ocean.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2017 • Edition: 2017 • USC-WR-1712.0393</b><br>
<i>Space Ambient, Berlin School, New Age</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(100,180,180,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">Boundless ocean has opened his embrace... He shall thrill me with his tremendous majesty! He bathed tenderly the planet’s coasts with waves, and has compounded the mysteries and riddles, having hidden depths from us. He has paved the depth contour of weird tablelands and basins with nautic creatures. And sounds of magical waves, seagulls’ cry and dolphins’ voice, the low bass of whales – everything is dear to my heart! He has opened the miraculous distant world before our eyes, and enchanted us with its variety. Oh Ocean, you are endless in your magnificence! We tried so long to comprehend you: your vasts are indomitable, secrets are almost unknown, thoughts are beyond all reason! And a sailor begs for a grace taking road, while mothers and wives await for their relatives. Oh Ocean, you are the life of Earth, its salt, the embodiment of world’s harmony, I sing a hymn in your honor!</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2017/12/derek-nigell-distant-ocean.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-27429671566622982162017-12-24T21:32:00.001+03:002018-08-07T14:50:49.435+03:00Aquatone - When the Xmas Comes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUffNKm_WZMl0nxUgoMJwa6p8IdmOh9OKv2M_ze0pvF0L4yZjdwFceXWsuWxBVrYFV9xh3WfoeXtAWH1I1Uj1whEGuaKu3N2ymmcNOb4Rys7jHlmWZas0aqvzOvHHHH4oSyGJgXtDRNtMS/s1600/When+the+Xmas+Comes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUffNKm_WZMl0nxUgoMJwa6p8IdmOh9OKv2M_ze0pvF0L4yZjdwFceXWsuWxBVrYFV9xh3WfoeXtAWH1I1Uj1whEGuaKu3N2ymmcNOb4Rys7jHlmWZas0aqvzOvHHHH4oSyGJgXtDRNtMS/s400/When+the+Xmas+Comes.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2017 • Edition: 2017 • USC-WR-1712.0392</b><br>
<i>Futurepop, Spacesynth</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(225,100,25,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">Christmas is a holiday when all the dreams and wishes come true. Each of us is welcoming this wonderful time looking forward to magic and real fairytale. That's why on the eve of this magical night I would like to wish you solid health, good luck and great wealth, loving surroundings, kind and faithful friends! May the sun never leave your home and your hearts! Merry Christmas, happy holidays, dear friends!</p><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: right; padding: 0; margin: 0;">— Andy Kloxx</p>
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<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2017/12/aquatone-when-xmas-comes.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-39982101425967403302017-12-23T17:27:00.000+03:002018-08-07T14:51:12.146+03:00Aquatone - Synthetic Clouds<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgJ_Pkx0IxmqWVrsj22eIg43Kn5L8ul8nOYrUK_2JuMuH8afQvS__SrXfd3MfybUmDSSLhJe7UVq6Ff_jO0UzTZgyJNznPGUjqpV6SZ85LsktxS0K1S7YIE-2EqbvIV1QvB9aushUkJZ_o/s1600/Synthetic+Clouds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgJ_Pkx0IxmqWVrsj22eIg43Kn5L8ul8nOYrUK_2JuMuH8afQvS__SrXfd3MfybUmDSSLhJe7UVq6Ff_jO0UzTZgyJNznPGUjqpV6SZ85LsktxS0K1S7YIE-2EqbvIV1QvB9aushUkJZ_o/s400/Synthetic+Clouds.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2011-2017 • Edition: 2017 • USC-WR-1712.0391</b><br>
<i>Futurepop, Spacesynth</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(128,180,240,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">You know, as they used to say: “there is a cloudless future ahead of us!”, without investing much meaning into these words. Why do the clouds really matter? Sometimes they hide the Sun and the stars, and emit the light as by themselves, creating a unique spectacle. Silently floating across the sky they remind us of something familiar – the silhouettes of people and animals, the outlines of things – and go on their way, fragile and changeable. Who would have thought that the future without clouds is capable of destroying life on the planet… Man treated nature so carelessly: exploited its resources, caused technogenic disasters, polluted the atmosphere and in every possible way crippled the unfortunate Earth. In the end she could not stand it – something broke in the ecosystem, and the climate changed. The clouds, which served as a natural shield against harmful ultraviolet, melted. As explained by scientists, the circulation of water vapor in the atmosphere was disrupted. The sky appeared forbidden. Even a short stay under it became deadly. Many forms of life unable to adapt to new conditions became extinct, others had to look for ways to survive. Then the top brains threw all their forces to search for the solution and found it – the synthesis of the clouds. The construction of cloud factories was unfolded, and soon clouds appeared again in the firmament. And one day the world woke up under a new artificial sky.</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2017/12/aquatone-synthetic-clouds.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-1100158350485944782017-12-09T11:11:00.000+03:002018-08-07T14:51:27.014+03:00Marcus Denight - Between Light of the Sun and Gray Moon<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlCND9Po8_By2VgiLgWA_wajSlG-xsEmYawVf2AKE-ESMHqvmDjp7dxmJkUQTLKZOgEwiUlGp3CCFRpVYf9iyMpGPib5vqdIfnr0SyKhMWlEHBljtFtMjjlLVroXJBVkgTZmromTVK62eI/s1600/Between+Light+of+the+Sun+and+Gray+Moon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlCND9Po8_By2VgiLgWA_wajSlG-xsEmYawVf2AKE-ESMHqvmDjp7dxmJkUQTLKZOgEwiUlGp3CCFRpVYf9iyMpGPib5vqdIfnr0SyKhMWlEHBljtFtMjjlLVroXJBVkgTZmromTVK62eI/s400/Between+Light+of+the+Sun+and+Gray+Moon.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2017 • Edition: 2017 • USC-WR-1710.0383</b><br>
<i>Space Ambient, New Age, Electro</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(250,160,128,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;">The Moon and the Sun. The Sun and The Moon. Two luminaries. Two hearts. Two legends originating from the birth of the Universe. They are the ones that jealous stars whisper about, looking around fearfully in the night sky. Silent witnesses of our life journeys, the Sun and the Moon! Countless myths and legends are written about them. In the moments of mysterious eclipses frightening with their unpredictability people stared at the sky with sacred awe and raised their arms as if they tried to implore forgiveness of heaven. The Moon and the Sun. You bestowed light and warmth to our far ancestors. Centuries will pass, whole millennia will sink into oblivion, but still you will look at our descendants. Bless them! Be merciful to them!..
Having left earth, the hopes of days
Still keep their beauty evergreen.
The heights of feelings lost in silence
Sometimes awake those memories.
How far divided we are now
By endless roads of destiny
And by remembrance of the lightest years
Between the light of the Sun and the gray Moon.
There still remains a hidden corner,
Where at the sunset of the brightest lines
A unique land has got its shape.<p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;"></p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2017/10/marcus-denight-between-light-of-sun.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-25986496870861082092017-11-30T16:00:00.000+03:002018-08-07T14:51:44.476+03:00Meteora - The Northern Path<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJBB1sQ9IirwV_E446o2nrBfLDQKkm_8Mcv4Q0U5MNfsPdF7mGjoEMiU7pK40d-KZR7IuCiHVHuFey4fAOouNRcZIaQlK75XD0o90ux6AEAoNKQsZVBWi_2EPFYYZHETCXTNQwvaFGjUJJ/s1600/The+Northern+Path.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJBB1sQ9IirwV_E446o2nrBfLDQKkm_8Mcv4Q0U5MNfsPdF7mGjoEMiU7pK40d-KZR7IuCiHVHuFey4fAOouNRcZIaQlK75XD0o90ux6AEAoNKQsZVBWi_2EPFYYZHETCXTNQwvaFGjUJJ/s400/The+Northern+Path.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2009-2017 • Edition: 2017 • USC-WR-1712.0388</b><br>
<i>Traditional Electronic</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(70,120,200,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">For all times the Far North in the eyes of common men appeared as an inhospitable wilderness with an extreme climate. Due to severe weather even nowadays many people consider polar regions as the edge of the world. Only the bravest and desperate explorers – pilots and sailors, voyagers and scientists – dare to challenge merciless nature and pave the northern path risking their lives. Polar nights that last for half a year, insidious embrace of whiteout, fantastic Aurora Borealis and orange glare of sunrise above the horizon... And only a few research stations remain frail islands of life among silent icy kingdom as outposts of human curiosity and devotion. Wonderful people serve in places like this: solitude doesn't frighten them, as they feel encouragement of their friends and families behind their back and with spiritual power they expand the conquered area.</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2017/11/meteora-northern-path.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-86214694317725502352017-11-01T14:00:00.000+03:002018-08-07T14:52:08.139+03:00Vortex Mechanic - Wired Plus<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsdAOTnpK7TE6woRGQmc4Tkm6RD5WhwlawSU7dLSp53GSLZl8hGwqFpWPy0NKPYXa1nD8dCG2UARrG1HL8aKJNi3KLaAjzXNqPgQc2sld6ZAkJ9oxmcyXysEfGeq0gLgzRuMJl7cnj0H6c/s1600/Wired+Plus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsdAOTnpK7TE6woRGQmc4Tkm6RD5WhwlawSU7dLSp53GSLZl8hGwqFpWPy0NKPYXa1nD8dCG2UARrG1HL8aKJNi3KLaAjzXNqPgQc2sld6ZAkJ9oxmcyXysEfGeq0gLgzRuMJl7cnj0H6c/s400/Wired+Plus.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2017 • Edition: 2017 • USC-WR-1711.0387</b><br>
<i>Berlin School, Ambient</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(0,120,220,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">«I love this place. Here, there is a unique atmosphere at any season. On that chilly summer evening when I came here with my friend Alexey, the air was especially thick and filled with bittersweet wettish freshness. Here, you fall into a special state, sitting on the recently scythed grass and looking down from the hill at power lines stretching away. It is here where several little worlds come together: a forest to the left and the right, a tiny village living its hasteless life under the hill, and the slight noise of a bustling city coming from far behind. And above, the steel giants of power line towers soaring against the darkening summer sky, which soon will be cut across by the Perseids. It is here where you take a rest from the hustle, and music itself fills your mind to later find its material form.»
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<p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: right; padding: 0; margin: 0;">— Nickolay Fedorenko, 27 August 2017</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2017/11/vortex-mechanic-wired-plus.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-88831128123653076522017-10-30T12:56:00.004+03:002018-08-07T14:52:20.369+03:00Derek Nigell & Randolf Scand - Up There Into the Shining Mountscapes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOlHZq0sfXL1L65HiAB67cNa3D4UJCdDrOfaY71BKUJXJEQDc4jEjJKM_tSveguNiMRxAP-mcnOVlcTk7NkKFIT-stOXElNbdQa_xMq7ScRMLsipNK3LaAOpZ6fC41RXHso-rAPjXl3J0Z/s1600/Up+There+Into+the+Shining+Mountscapes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOlHZq0sfXL1L65HiAB67cNa3D4UJCdDrOfaY71BKUJXJEQDc4jEjJKM_tSveguNiMRxAP-mcnOVlcTk7NkKFIT-stOXElNbdQa_xMq7ScRMLsipNK3LaAOpZ6fC41RXHso-rAPjXl3J0Z/s400/Up+There+Into+the+Shining+Mountscapes.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2017 • Edition: 2017 • USC-WR-1710.0385</b><br>
<i>Space Ambient, Electro, Chillout</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(240,255,255,0.5); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">Mountain hiking... This allegorically affects all our achievements. We dream of new peaks, and we wish for them. We feel the wind in our wings and, collecting our strength, carry the mountain slopes by assault. And there, soaring above the mortal world, we behold majestic snowy peaks, towering the crystal heights and glittering only for us. Higher, where new opportunities arise, filling our souls with thrill, where discoveries await us, calling to new victories. What for would you go through the cold fibers of fog there, into the unknown? Mountains and achievements are the reasons worth to give our best!</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2017/10/derek-nigell-randolf-scand-up-there.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-81963173585005703032017-10-04T22:30:00.000+03:002018-08-07T14:54:27.212+03:00Various Artists - Music for Sputnik-1 Vol. 1<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKXWvm7aAmmh-JGQUdBenkw90MhHheJNH5YVN_NV3OhXHqaTU2NhrWIpB4jD5qyEAbG5cQtSTugP1Dp2hDmzaKqrXz7v56KdlQa6LvJvgr_vrHC0xjEzEHoFyCJMj0I4wvm3KVydfrjB4l/s1600/Music+for+Sputnik-1+Vol.+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKXWvm7aAmmh-JGQUdBenkw90MhHheJNH5YVN_NV3OhXHqaTU2NhrWIpB4jD5qyEAbG5cQtSTugP1Dp2hDmzaKqrXz7v56KdlQa6LvJvgr_vrHC0xjEzEHoFyCJMj0I4wvm3KVydfrjB4l/s400/Music+for+Sputnik-1+Vol.+1.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2000-2017 • Edition: 2017 • USC-WR-1710.0381</b><br>
<i>Berlin School, Ambient, Spacesynth, Indietronica, Modern Classical</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(175,75,0,0.3); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">Sputnik-1 is a symbol of the embodiment of a dream into reality. When all the forces are thrown at its achievement, despite the pressure of circumstances, despite the internal turmoil in the people and the country. In 60 years after this event, we can only feel the echoes of the former glory and aspirations, but even this fills us with pride for our people, the Soviet Union and the Russian Federation, no matter what side events have marred this milestone in history. This is the main focus of our collection.</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2017/10/va-music-for-sputnik-1-vol-1.html#more"></a>Mike Winchesterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01134614987409629381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-66065834938594872312017-10-01T17:00:00.000+03:002018-12-20T06:24:49.083+03:00Derek Nigell - Heartbeat of the Universe<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOOD62kYC7CtF8wbTlc_ZOcugHmqogrm6VvPEkchfL54AT7Cz1Jum-6cLgUEbDHOJ7h7c8hhKAX8hyFdYnKx6-meGhR7ReHCa3Sar4Vc4pQI9spZjQoknYbY7vqmf3E6UZJfPrHAbCfCqG/s1600/Heartbeat+of+the+Universe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOOD62kYC7CtF8wbTlc_ZOcugHmqogrm6VvPEkchfL54AT7Cz1Jum-6cLgUEbDHOJ7h7c8hhKAX8hyFdYnKx6-meGhR7ReHCa3Sar4Vc4pQI9spZjQoknYbY7vqmf3E6UZJfPrHAbCfCqG/s400/Heartbeat+of+the+Universe.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2017 • Edition: 2017 • USC-WR-1710.0380</b><br>
<i>Space Ambient, Berlin School, Electro</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(190,128,190,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">Cosmos – calling, mysterious, endless and magnificent... If only we could plunge into this boundless ocean of stars twinkling mystically as if they watch us from the night sky! To learn who weaves a cobweb of constellations, which helped sailors to navigate since ancient times. To dance a flying roundelay of planets in curves of Milky Way to the music of the Universe...
A secret – inconceivable, enticing and fascinating! Can you hear? This is the call of distant strange worlds! Can you see? There is that star! It feels like it is sending us some message! What does it want to say? A secret... A secret... A secret... Oh how much we want to learn, to comprehend, to touch! To become a particle – a star dust particle... Where are you, the Little Prince? How's your Rose? How's the Fox? Are you happy? Answer, please! Silence...
I'm here. I'm standing on the ground. I'm inhaling autumn gold. And the maple in the yard is waving to me with his last leaves-hands. Soon his applause shall fade... But, Universe! I'm still here and I hear you! I'm hearing the beat of your heart...</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2017/10/derek-nigell-heartbeat-of-universe.html#more"></a>MicroQhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15860072200243303508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-10937605895666014922017-09-16T12:00:00.000+03:002018-08-07T14:53:09.093+03:00Vortex Mechanic - Wired<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKLFyCEsy5BJmqfcQlpq4A1-SmxFeo4SEErLcPwGGkABR7yaYqoTYBCjjfWPPRu6Zfo3znkX7rQFYnG6zbHJEJf5sYos7xbiqGh9lh1MEVvLMJPKMk5gdvZ9FJxxIO34r2ekiRkl3GSOZa/s1600/Wired.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKLFyCEsy5BJmqfcQlpq4A1-SmxFeo4SEErLcPwGGkABR7yaYqoTYBCjjfWPPRu6Zfo3znkX7rQFYnG6zbHJEJf5sYos7xbiqGh9lh1MEVvLMJPKMk5gdvZ9FJxxIO34r2ekiRkl3GSOZa/s400/Wired.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2017 • Edition: 2017 • USC-WR-1709.0376</b><br>
<i>Berlin School, Ambient</i></p>
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<div style="background: rgba(255,150,25,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">«It was during a walk with my friend Nickolay. Despite the fact that it was summer, the weather was really autumnal, gloomy. We were going along the route – the forest belt, and then, in an instant, the forest went apart, and we found ourselves at the place, where the giants had been living. Steel silent idols were in fact the power line towers. A light twilight; the magnificence of the giants, who stood with their legs wide apart and arms outstretched aside to hold power lines firmly. With their heads they propped up the sky, as if emphasizing their greatness and significance. Are they lonely and silent? Not at all! They are talking to each other: slowly, in a low voice. They are wired!»</p>
<p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: right; padding: 0; margin: 0;">— Alexey Markov, 27 August 2017</p></div>
<a href="https://uscu.unitedstudios.ru/2017/09/vortex-mechanic-wired.html#more"></a>Mike Winchesterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01134614987409629381noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1943531751467269241.post-69159319143788360282017-09-01T22:00:00.000+03:002018-08-07T14:53:28.301+03:00Randolf Scand - Renaissance XXI<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguYQkkKmZGBfU3lmOfC86elicc0X2FiXzzLgwNGtBxwMZTm_X1FBLPzJhtj-oARIPE1WL59QR1LZ-VvfED5-1qck6re7Metv-wSIMrFRy7jDfRJ5owE3SfhvvE7YUotdJ031AqcqTZJHPe/s1600/Renaissance+XXI.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguYQkkKmZGBfU3lmOfC86elicc0X2FiXzzLgwNGtBxwMZTm_X1FBLPzJhtj-oARIPE1WL59QR1LZ-VvfED5-1qck6re7Metv-wSIMrFRy7jDfRJ5owE3SfhvvE7YUotdJ031AqcqTZJHPe/s400/Renaissance+XXI.jpg" width="400" height="400" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="1000"></a></div>
<p align=center><b>Record: 2002-2017 • Edition: 2017 • USC-WR-1709.0375</b><br>
<i>Traditional Electronic, Space Ambient</i></p>
<div style="background: rgba(128,128,200,0.25); padding: 10px; margin: 0;"><p style="white-space: pre-line; text-align: justify; padding: 0; margin: 0;">At all the times mankind has been searching for the ways to a New Life. The strongest, the most purposeful have been paving the paths to the Light. When their efforts got united, there has come the age of Renaissance. The seeds of Truth have been sown amongst the people, the most observant of which perceived the Call. So take the Call! Many of people are used to live by earthly matters, but our way is cosmic.
Here it is:
The bequeathed Brotherhood of all the mankind,
Created by Stellar children,
Who were born in the stream of Boosted evolution
By His unbelievable grace.
The Supreme has sown the seed, concealed and saved it.
And the age of Renaissance has come.
In the name of the most daring ideas.
In the name of the craziest hopes.
In the name of the Renaissance.</p></div>
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