Vortex Mechanic - Blemish Dancers

Record: 2017 • Edition: 2017 • USC-WR-1704.0356
Traditional Electronic, Berlin School

Moral, spiritual lack, the negative moral quality of the person.

Vortex Mechanic - Past the Ages

Record: 2017 • Edition: 2017 • USC-WR-1703.0351
Traditional Electronic, Berlin School

Epoch comes after epoch... The entire history of humankind is just an instant for the universe.

Vortex Mechanic - Youth in Solitude

Record: 2017 • Edition: 2017 • USC-WR-1702.0349
Traditional Electronic, Berlin School

Dreams. Desires. Love. Passion. Aspirations. When you are so young and have your entire life ahead? Wind in your face. Suffocating with every breath! The whole world is yours! The whole world is inside you! Your early days in loneliness between everything that surrounds you. Your early days in loneliness with nobody but yourself. And there is no death and no pain! And only happiness ahead!

Vortex Mechanic - Temporal Bomber

Record: 2017 • Edition: 2017 • USC-WR-1701.0341
Traditional Electronic, Berlin School

«I suggest that we should reflect about how humanity is ready to develop technology and science for the purpose of destroying itself. Where is the limit at which we will understand the necessity to stop inventing weapons? When will we be able to go through all the contradictions and cease to destroy ourselves?»

Vortex Mechanic - After Us

Record: 2016 • Edition: 2016 • USC-WR-1609.0330
Traditional Electronic, Berlin School, Ambient

«Everything has its limit, including sorrow.» - Joseph Brodsky Getting to know ourselves and our world, we have came to conclusion that our lifetime is calculable: in moments. Contrary to common sense we fell into euphoria of eternal existence. Are we trying to understand it in front of the silent eternity - nothing? Our being is reduced to a bestial way of life, and even the undeniable advantage in us has lost its value and paled in satiated ecstasy, which has become the meaning of our existence. It's time to think about what will stay after us. Is all that we can - is to leave waste products, however confirming with confidence that we once were? Could we make a better world? Were we able to move even one iota in our development in comparison to the moment of our arrival to the Universe? However, we succeeded in the projections and fantasies about what will be the finale of mankind on our tiny planet. With great relish we mentally destroy our race, and those destructive feelings that we experience at the same time are comparable in strength to the emotional pleasure of creation. And the worst thing about it is that our imaginations have become feasible with the advent of technology. That which elevates us before nature and God is able to destroy us in an instant, and we won't even have time to realize that this is the end... Each generation of people looks with a hope to the heirs, who must justify the investment in their efforts to become better and surpass their ancestors. However, mankind is not getting better - knowledge and progress doesn't contribute to this. To have at least a drop of hope that we are able to pass the descendants anything except ruins. Just a hope... Eventually, without it nothing at all remains...

Lost-Radio - Remember

Record: 2012-2013 • Edition: 2014 • USC-WR-1412.0237
Drone Ambient

Story? It's difficult to say... Herein something purely personal is enclosed. Dense concentrate convolved to the minimum volume: hence the complexity of the penetration into it though seeming plain, inside - depth. Echoes of remembrances are implicitly soaring in the surrounding space, becoming iteratively enhanced by the memory. That was and did imprint itself in mind, but the time ruthlessly destroys images, often washing away the circumstances and details, leaving only hints. There's an own charm - the basis for an embellished reality, full of just bright events, covering with an avalanche of bustle. Touching the thin veil, separating reality and reveries, intangible, enveloping consciousness on the verge of perception. And behind it - the heavy fog of oblivion, secret desires and lost dreams.

Space Dust - Quintessence

Record: 2002-2003 • Edition: 2014 • USC-WR-1411.0236
Progressive Trance, Techno

We stand at the very beginning of our Universe, just about thirteen billion years from its birth, and there are at least a few hundred billion years ahead. Still fresh is the memory about the beginning of time and space, about the moment when there was nothing and everything had appeared. Knowing how the Universe was born, we can suppose how it will change, and where it will go to. Hypotheses already exist now, but is our world so predictable? It can be that it is much more complicated, because during the short period of conscious and highly developed existence of mankind - just some century - we managed to learn so much and we don't stop to learn more and more. The space more recently seemed to be the most static and stable thing in the Universe. But now we know that this it is not so. It appears that it is continuously expanding, and this process is constantly accelerating. Mysterious force leading to this effect - the dark energy - is probably fluctuations of density of some unseen elusive field called quintessence. It's hard to believe that three fourth of existing Universe are still hidden from human eyes, but this fact reminds how reality can be more wonderful than any fantasy.

Ether - Road to the Sky

Record: 2014 • Edition: 2014 • USC-WR-1411.0235
Traditional Electronic, Psy-Ambient

This is the story about a quest for a way to the beautiful and the eternal. If there is nothing left untouched by progress of civilization on Earth, where should we look for them else, but in the skies? A man imprisoned in urban constructions sees nothing besides asphalt and concrete, while there is a shoreless ocean above his head. Distant and captivating, it is calling into its boundless vasts, winking with countless stars. We are ready to dive into it, but we are way too weak to break free from the ties of gravity of our planet. Nevertheless, despite of all, we are going on dreaming. Looking upwards we give birth to a hope.

Rukirek - Arabian Nightmare

Record: 2001 • Edition: 2014 • USC-WR-1411.0234
Dark Psy-Trance, Hi-Tech, EBM

Thoughts on the real and the unreal, the facets of their contact, about who we really are, and whether all around is real... The question itself can affect the response. Attempts to escape from reality can often lead to its most reliable form. A person aims at self-reflection in place and time, which surround it. It's like trying to wake up from a slumber, but at the same time - a dream within a dream, just another revival from viscous sweet embrace of fictional gods of sleep and illusion for a moment, to take a breath of air and to dive back into the arms of Mara. Is it possible at all, to win the battle for reality? What if there is no reality and no unreality? Realizing this fact, you can release the consciousness into free fall, watching the kaleidoscope of reflections of the world in which we once believed.

Radio Silence - Elements

Record: 2008-2009 • Edition: 2014 • USC-WR-1411.0233
Traditional Electronic, Chillout, New Age

Mosaic of sleeps, dreams beckoning behind them, weightless reveries about the forthcoming, opening doors into a fairytale. Total release from the gravity of everyday life, impetuous flight of fantasy over clouds, far and wide - beyond the horizon. Elements of a game, so enticing and deceptive - just excite imagination. Mysterious landscapes painted by the keen artist's hand are attracting like a mirage - salutary oasis of perfection. There's nothing better to think up than to throw oneself and to sink in wonderful blaze, to fall into pieces all over parallel worlds without coming back.