Ready to submerge? This electronica reinterpretation of Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata takes us down, down, down. Down into the calm, bobbing on the river of melancholy. I wonder what the long-departed composer would have to say about how his work echoes through the ages.
This original composition showcases a unique fusion between air instruments and electronic orchestration. It is Digitonal’s trademark sound, coming from one of the earliest releases of this ambient, neo-classical project.
A profoundly moving song, Bliss soothes the tired mind and calms the restless soul. Peaceful music surrounds healing voices – a melody worthy of a life’s soundtrack.
Guitars can cut like a razor, explode like a volcano and smash like a meteor. But guitars can also soothe like a summer breeze, cure like a Medicine and build enthralling soundscapes. This song is a prime example of the latter. It’s a gentle caress for a busy mind.
Welcome to a soft, moody piece set in the forests of Crackling Sound Texture. The richness of electronic sound fills the void with all sorts of exotic little details. Look for piano drops, for hand drums and for those countless slivers of sound arising left and right.
As the synths rise slowly but surely, sweeping melodies emerge. Imagination is invited for a ride among the stars, aboard a dashing spacecraft. It’s a song about timing and atmosphere. It excels in both. A neon dawn indeed.
Imagine deserted roads getting lost between misty hills. From above, a lonely car is like the sun among the clouds. Somewhere, a song is playing. A voice descends from the cold heavens. The sound flows like tame rivers.
A song to float on. To travel, to let go, to dream, to calm down, to disconnect, to imagine on.
Also, this is one of those cases where the remix is clearly better than the original (this is, of course, a subjective opinion).
Light chords and a dreamy voice guide this innocent story to life. It’s a gentle song combining traditional instruments with atmosphere-building synthesizers.
Creatures made of sound roam the textured landscapes of Melodic Beauty Land. They call out to each other, either from depths immeasurable or from lofty heights. Their echoes fill endless voids, bringing the vibration of life. Close your eyes and ride your thoughts.
“What’s up, song?”
“Well, you know, thumping along, building some awesome atmosphere, adding a trumpet here, a voice there.”
“I like what I’m hearing! Wanna hang out?”
“Sure, just get some good listening gear, ayt?”
