Eyes Opened •
This one was made as a kind of calming agent for me. I find that the feeling of focus and "the opening of your eyes", to speak, is more achieved by a drift rather than sharp noises, upbeat patterns, etc.
As someone with ADHD, I made this in hopes that someone may find it useful!
The humming keeps you grounded, but the rest deters you from shifting focus. For me, at least.
Calling the Spirits •
The full moon before solstice - drummers and singers have gathered around a campfire to reconnect with their ancestors.
The Calm In The Storm •
A storm rages all around you, its been 2 hours and has not gotten better . without knowledge of when this storm will end... you just sit listening to the rain and alarms. also the strange piano and guitar that are coming from the storm strangely fit.
The Defender •
Determination and triumph, the low and the high: this is what training is for.
Immersive - Alchemist •
A skilled Alchemist-in-training carefully records his observations as his experiment bubbles in the background. He is warm inside his laboratory thanks to a fire burning in the fireplace, while the rain outside taps on the roof.
This is just my collection of soothing, semi-random vocals with background noises. It uses vocals in varying languages to create a layered soundscape that is easy to get lost in but not distracting and not meant to be understood. Good for falling asleep or writing.
You may like to rest a while with Mila.
Marimba Madness •
Marimbas can jam, and so can frogs, who have no trouble keeping up! Gentle madness to help stay awake and focused through the quiet hours of working alone.
Water Song •
Cave Water + Levadas + soothing El Gray vocals. Simple and relaxing!
Mystic Night •
A forest temple where birds call under a crescent moon. A fire burns under a canopy of rain while the goddess sings her magic and the air vibrates with secret energies.
Like sitting next to the fountain at the virtual mall
Rainy Day •
On rainy days the best thing to do is to stay at home, read a book, drink a cup of tea and pet your cat. The comforting noise of the rain and thunder give a comforting feeling. And the cat makes you feel safe.
Heart Of Darkness •
The boot is slowly drifting along the meandering river. I can smell the endless jungle, veiled by the mist. Rain on my face. This will be the end of our journey - Aeneas
Baron's Castle •
A war is looming. Days are somber at best, now. You tried so hard to protect your land, your people... but now, all you can do is wait. Pacing restlessly by the fireplace, watching the rain from the window and listening to the lone church bell echoing from the village below your castle. Waiting for the day you must join your army in battle against the invading forces.
You're in Asgard, next to the well of Urd. You can see the roots of Yggdrasil and hear the gods and goddesses around you. All is well and calm now, and Ragnarok is far away.
I've been researching Norse mythology, and I wanted a nice thing to listen to to keep me in the mood for it.
The Calming •
There are a lot of distractions where I work. I'm in the middle of a high-traffic area. I wanted to create something that blocked office chatter, but helped me stay calm and focused while editing.
Forest Of The First Monster •
You were asleep in the prison cell--asleep because desperation and constant cries to whatever divine being would listen and help you. But now you are here in this vast expanse of primordial jungle with a presence that asks you one thing; "What do you want, child?" You understand now this is a dream and you are in the presence of something older than ancient. And it wants to make a deal...
Before Battle •
You sit in silence with your comrades. The artillery has already begun shelling the enemy. Thunder rumbles, but the rain remains mercifully absent. Everything except the crickets and some brave owls holds its breath, and you can hear the staccato rhythm of marching drums in the distance. Your general believes in victory, but you can't shake the grim feeling that this battle isn't won yet.
Temple Of The River God •
There is a business that comes with a river or stream and the priests and priestess of the temple understand it. Every sound and chime is calculated to bring a constant stream of peace. Meditate on the sounds of the water and allow the chimes and chants to flow through rather than buffet or catch on your mind or in your consciousness.
Don't Stop •
Hungry mind. Stark make up. Unconditional nightlife. Realtime tension. Running to and fro. Solitude happiness. Gazing strangers. Close up faces. Looks of genuine love. Thick curtains. Blinded at daylight.
The Machine •
You are clambering through a maze, a maze built of moving parts: great wooden wheels and creaking belts of leather and rubber, throbbing pipes and hissing valves, humming cables and buzzing cathode ray tubes displaying seemingly random images and data. Who built this place? What is its purpose? And what will you find around the next corner?
Writing In A Rainy Space Fire •
A little Isochronic base to get the cognitive juices flowing. Set over a calming background of a crackling Fireplace and some light rain/thunder a la Distant Thunder. A pinch, which sometimes comes front and center, of the Iceworld drone to keep things steady and a hit of that motivational Take it Easy to starve off any insanity that may be tempted to manifest on those long days/nights of writing.
Comfy Cottage On A Stormy Night •
The squire and his wife had a delicious meal of chicken pot pie and homemade bread, and now they cozy up together near the fire, a bottle and glasses near at hand, and their cat purring contentedly on the afghan that covers their laps. Let the weather do what it wills; nothing can disturb the peace in this sturdy yet snug cottage.
A Night In The Hebrides •
As waves crash and lightning streaks, you watch from your tent as night descends on this sodden Scottish beach. No one in sight. No phone reception. No Disturbances. You close your eyes and can finally relax.
Under The Sea •
This reminds me of searching for treasures in the sand in shallow water near the shore. You try to keep your body underwater so you can marvel at the shells and coral, while the waves crashing overhead make you sway and pull you back to shore.
rainy sailboat •
On a creaky sailboat in the middle of the ocean, rocking gently with the waves, some light rain and windshield wipers to set the mood... Wait, windshield wipers?
The Toll Of The Bells •
The bells toll. Not counting the hours. Time doesn't count. Never always forever. Eternity doesn't care.
You're deep in the old mansion. There are stories about this place, told only in hushed whispers and nervous murmurs. If only you knew the way out... There seems to be none. There are distant, echoing screams coming from the very drafts that blow through the house. Perhaps this will be your final resting place, like so many others who failed to turn back before they became trapped forever.
Temple Garden •
You enter the garden, the center of the temple. You will be safe here in the monks' care as your wounds heal. You allow yourself to sit quietly and rest. A forgotten harmony descends upon your mind. You remember meditation. The gods bless you with an afternoon of peace. Your heart fills with gratitude. You know there will be more afternoons like this, and your mind begins to let go of its pain.
A range of strange frequencies is sucking you in. Fluorescent light on blackened walls reveal random stains that form patterns that only exist in your mind – like an ancient code with a deeper meaning.
Playground Pack •
It's been a uncomfortably long time since morning recess. You and your friends made it to the den before anyone else could claim it. Despite the misty rain blocking out and muffling the rest of the playground to a mere ghost of sunny days prior, you and your friends wouldn't pay them mind anyway... like the full moon, when exposed to recess, you turn into wolves, and your pack has things to do.
Theoretical Submarine •
Drifting far below the waves, you search the ink-black stillness. It is cold here in the deep.
A shimmer of blue light appears, then another, and another. One by one, they glow into existence and the darkness all around you comes to bio-luminescent life.
You journey on. You will find what you seek.
(This gen is peaceful but stimulating, and it's moderately noise blocking—try it for work!)
Backyard Pond At Night •
I had to move and leave my pleasant backyard pond behind. This almost perfectly replicates the sound of frogs, water, distant thunder, and my windchimes. Makes me want to have a glass of wine and relax for the evening.
Sideways Glance •
At this speed, all it takes is one sideways glance for your focus to fail, and the fall from this height going to kill you. Maybe you can recover on the way down, maybe the telepathic thrusters will come back online with a desperate wish... or maybe there'll be nothing left of you to bury. You knew the ultimate price, and now you're about to pay it.
Enhancing The Silence •
To focus on your work, you need silence. Then you'd better enhance the silence.
Can't Take The Sky From Me •
Do you aim to misbehave? Do you prefer your space westerns with a little far-east flavor? This is the cinematic montage soundtrack for you. Dodge bullets, curse your luck (in a language that eludes the censors), hold on to your knit beanie, and escape into orbit with the goods ... like a leaf on the wind. Shiny!
Close Breathing •
The time is now. It's the hour of truth. Keep breathing, surviving. There's no way back.
Forest Cart Journey (day) •
A horse and cart of adventurers travel peacefully through a nearby forest.
Campfire At Night •
A camp fire under lonely stars. Drifting away with the sparks. Magic! -Aeneas
Fractal Windstorm •
Streams of complex numbers whirring in ever-more intricate orbits, some spiraling tightly, some streaming off to infinity.
High Hrothgar •
Upon the Throat of the World sits High Hrothgar, home of the Greybeards. Their ancient arts are the things of legend, but their cold stone halls boast only a rhythmic drum beat, the occasional gong, and the constant howling of cold, frigid winds. Inspired by Skyrim. [Raise the volume of #10 for the lament to Paarthunax]
The Dreadwood •
Nobody goes in to the Dreadwood. The beasts who live here are things of legend. Even in bright sunlight, as soon as you step among the trees, a dim coolness sets in, and after only a few minutes you can barely see the ground. You feel uneasy, watched. Keep walking if you dare...
The whispers come and go. They've always been with you, ever since you were a child. Your master told you it was because you were chosen. Your mistress told you it was because you were broken. The whispers themselves tell you nothing, just indecipherable gibberish. Only one thing about them is certain: they always show up right before something goes very, very wrong...
Japanese Piano •
Who put this piano in my garden?
Rainy Forest •
The sound of thunder wakes you from your slumber, the sun has barely risen. You are lost in a massive forest, with no tent and little food. You build a fire just before the rains begin to come down. Your clothes become drenched, but the fire keeps you warm. Yet despite the wet, the hunger, the lack of knowing where you are, you close your eyes and feel calm. Maybe you'll stay just a little longer.
Protector's Hall At Night •
You are the protector. After a long rainy day you decide to sleep in your hall. You can still hear the storm in the distance, behind the thick walls of the temple. The priests are still talking together outside of the hall. The constant droning of the temple's beacon and the chimes lull you to sleep. You breathe deeply and slowly as you fall asleep.
Major Tom •
Earth below us. Drifting, falling. Floating, weightless.
Coming, coming home.
The Seventh Seal •
White or black? But before you can decide, the choice is made for you: white. Now, you must play, and play for your life. What shall it be? Hurry, before that too is decided for you! Pawn to King 4.
Firebog Ambience •
Melodic voices, rhythmic percussion, and a touch of wildlife noise. Inspired by the Firebogs from the long dead MMO, Glitch.
You stare at the abandond playground. The birds have stopped singing. Emotions overwhelm you. This place is wrong. It's off. Time has warped around you, you aren't supposed to be here. This place isn't supposed to be here. It feels like you're dying, the sky is falling. Where are you?!
Monterey Bay Aquarium •
As you walk farther into the aquarium, the overhead lights slowly dim, until only the deep blue glow of the tanks lights your way. You duck into an empty exhibit: the air here is crisp, almost too cold, and glass surrounds you on all sides. You take a deep breath, watch the jellyfish drift past, and let the resonant, unearthly music quiet your mind.
Animam Amisit Lake •
You find yourself at an old, creaky dock that has seen better days. The wildlife makes their various noises, unperturbed by the incoming storm. Yet, what seems like it should be peaceful... Isn't. Things seem off, unnatural noises ring through your head as you jump at every little sound. Was that a beast, or just a shadow? As the storm closes in, you settle under a tree. This will be a long night.
Lonely Unease •
A custom generator attempting to give a feel of a long since rendered unliveable landscape, drawing a bit from the Nuclear City to give a hopefully irradiated feel, as if just being there could be harmful
You walk through a hall filled with hundreds of clocks and hourglasses. The sounds of ticking and falling sand surround you.
Dew Drops Dreams •
Millions of oval jewels made out of liquid crystal shimmer in the daylight. They're fragile in their beauty. Although softly shaken by the wind, they don't drop. In this dream dewdrops never disappear.
Gora Sou •
The camera pans over a small, rocky island in the middle of lake. A strange man waits there, preparing. Up on the mountain in the distance you see another figure. The camera zooms in slowly and you can see another man walking down a long staircase carved in the mountain. Individuals all over the world are living in contented isolation, but that is about to come to an end.
Waiting in the portico for the rain to end. Bells are ringing outside, but inside you can hear singing. You want to go in and listen, but staying where you are mixes pleasure and mystery.
Breath... just breath.
The Long Dark •
You slog on through the snow, torch in hand. Crows circle over a frozen corpse. Wolf howls come to you on the wind. You try to ignore the gnawing hunger and the ghosts of your past. Where were you when the lights went out? (Inspired by the game The Long Dark)
Peace Of Mind •
Soothing sounds to ease your soul.
A Deserter In The Cursed Forest •
Unconcerned about your brothers in arms' fates, you have fled from the battlefield into a gloomy forest. The sounds of distant cannons still reverberate in the damp air, as you walk through the dark woods cautiously. You choose to ignore the eerie laughter that surrounds you, but then something brushes against your cheek, and an uncanny whisper sneaks into your ears...
Rainy Outdoors •
Listen to a massive thunderstorm without having the close strikes and without all that water ruining your hair.
Fireside Duel •
Your window through time distorts all of the senses: you see two combatants fighting, gender and form unknown. You hear fire and crickets, and smell the rough smoke of green wood. But just when you think you've narrowed in on who it is that fights, everything shifts around you, and they reset places only to begin again.
Emotional Intelligence •
A pleasant, energetic and powerful blend of rhythms and drones invoking thoughts of the past and the future, and feelings from sorrow to triumph.
A Forgotten Ritual •
The fire is lit, the dancers spin and the gong has been run. But where are the worshipers for the ritual? Do they dance and spin in vain? Are the bells played for no-one but the owls and crickets?
Entry Plug •
You close your eyes. The hum of a large engine drones on all around you as you focus, submerged in fluid that smells vaguely of blood. You're being monitored from outside; heart rate, nerve endings. But you hardly even notice. Right now, the sensations here — strangely enough — remind you of your mother. (Addendum to the other NGE soundscape, this one inspired by the inside of the entry plug)
Strange Limbo •
While your soul travels through the space between the life that just ended and your next life, something goes wrong and you remain stuck in a strange limbo. You hear sounds from the place you came from, sounds from your future life and sounds that come from beyond life, from the depth of the ethereal void between lives.
Whispers In The Storm •
The forest spirits lull you to sleep as the wind howls and the thunder rumbles.
Journey 207 •
There are times when the various instruments play together in harmony, and then play apart, and then play together in dissonance. Against all of it is the wave-like electronic beat and the strange noise that seems as though it's rain, but you swear you smell something... burning? Pseudo-randomly generated.
Arabian Night Garden •
Welcome, my beloved! ~ Sit with me under the palms at the edge of our garden fountain. Let us enjoy the cool breezes from the desert, while the scents of the night blossoms create an intoxicating perfume. The call to prayer and sounds of the dusty city seem far away now. It is the calls of frogs, night birds and cicadas which serenade now.
Signs Of Life •
You are Ship. It was a tiring trip through the atmosphere. This world's strange red grass feels soothing as it brushes your underbelly. It reminds you of that pull and tug. Gravity. That's what that is.
Feel the heat.
Devestation Drift •
Three musicians stand atop a skyscraper, playing for a desolate city at the end of the world.
"The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel." - Neuromancer inspired soundscape from BURAN
In honor of the 33rd anniversary of the Chernobyl disaster. Take a walk in the shoes of those who were there on that fateful night.
Black Ice Tundra •
You are in a magical place where the Ice of the Tundra absorbs light, At night a Structure disperses light, Giving out a harmonic noise.
I'm guarding the area. They call it Project Bath. I know nothing, it's classified. Strange objects all over the place, vague noises. I was told to keep my distance.
Abandoned Base •
Sneak into the sealed base from Project Bath. The scientists left for good reason: their experiments caused some serious side effects. They could not be stopped. It's growing. It's moving.
Easy Hydrogen •
The combination of alternating beats against the ethereal organ-like tones of Ice World in the background make for a surprisingly relaxing experience.
Synthetic Black Hole •
This is like listening to some Drum n Bass while in a Black Hole... -NaterOfTheWired
Song Of The Rice Fields •
Combines well with Wooden Chimes, for concentration/work.
Building a rail line across the Great Desert has been no easy task. Every day the grueling heat pours over the company, sand tearing at faces behind ineffective dust masks.
Sometimes the heat and the scorpions are the worst experiences of the day. Other times, there are... bigger nuisances.
Neural Dubstep Hack •
I combined some Brain Entrainment sounds along with some circuit bending for a nice dubstep-like neural hack. -NaterOfTheWired
You are moving to a new house. As you go through your old belongings, you get a sense of Nostalgia.
Beyond The Void •
You just had a Near-Death Experience, but you survived. Now your soul must find a way back to your body before it's too late - a journey that won't be easy.
After a long meditative session you start to hear something, only to find out the sound is coming from the inside of your head. Suddenly you realise, it's the action potential of your neurons - the tiny storms in your brain. You are listening to your thoughts at the level they arise.
Freezing In A Blizzard •
You know you need to get there. You must cross the fields of white death. There is no choice. As the storm grows around you, whipping snow against your face, you can feel the chill of cold pierce through your clothes.
But still, you cannot help but smile. For you have your faithful companion beside you and a strong heart. No matter how far you must go, this storm will never claim you.
Carel Willink •
A hommage to Carel Willink (1900 – 1983). The more we stare at the paintings, the less we really see what happened within these inescapable lonely landscapes, behind ten thousand empty windows, or what was hidden beneath gloomy eyes: - his landscapes, his windows, his eyes. May he rest peacefully.
Sea Redux •
A remastered look at "On the Deck", which unnecessary sounds removed and additional stems added.
Study At Home •
I use this for study. Maybe it is helpful for you. Try it!
Rainy Urban Night •
Eric Draven stalks through the streets. He hunts for his fiancee's killers.
Asmr Lullaby •
This is what I sleep to. Who knew that the sweep of ocean waves + light hail + ASMR whispers would be so soothing?? You'll feel like a baby, floating peacefully in the womb of the universe. Play with the sliders and customize to your liking - try zeroing out the ASMR, for a relaxing-but-not-sleep-inducing sound!
Nyc Summer Day •
It's a beautiful summer day, and the city streets are lively. You're strolling through the wonderful chaos, listening to the flow of traffic, a construction site in the distance, taxis beeping, horses clip-clopping on by, an occasional airplane overhead, and people chatting and hollering. Set the animation to "fast" but "subtle," for the most realistic experience! Great for writing.
Forest Survival •
You're lost. Set only with a tarp and a firestarter, you make a shelter and hide from the ever-nearing storms. Something inside you says something is off... but you're deprived of a good night's sleep so you try to forget.
Shadow Dragon Hack •
I combined 4 of the sliders from Shade along with Dragon Sleep from Anamnesis along with 4 sliders from a random Brain Hack roll. This feels really trippy and I feel like I am waking up the hidden dragon within my self. -NaterOfTheWired
Peacefuly Sleeping •
I created this generator because I need sounds to sleep. I think it's relaxing. Enjoy! :)
Floating Journey •
Slowly drifting along in your mind's eye, sitting on a cloud as your imagination takes you place only you know about.
Bancroft Party, Suntouch House, Aerium, 2384 •
Welcome to Suntouch House, home of Laurens & Miriam Bancroft. Suntouch House rises high above Bay City, in Aerium, near palatial homes of other Meths. Meths are the super wealthy and virtually immortal caste here on planet Earth in year 2384. Laurens is a powerful political figure over 350 years old, and CEO of Bancroft Industries. Be sure to see the last living Sunspire Tree in the atrium.
Sunspire Tree •
Lie back on the soft mossy ground and look up into the branches of the Sunspire tree. Iridescent blue shimmers and rainbow lights dart across the bark and up into the branches. Breezes stir the delicate sunspire blossoms and they chime with the voices of angels. Listen to the song of eternity as the tree's roots weave beneath you.
Iteration I: Translation Station •
Where are you, or when are you? The repetitive female voice and the intermittent tapping of Morse emanate for antiquated speakers, while around you figures with features hard to describe move papers, manipulate bulky machines and speak in hushed tones on telephones. Is this a hut at Bletchley Park? Or some lost Cold War bunker? First in a series of randomisations.
The Raven Hotel •
Ever since the Envoy stayed here -- you heard that crazy story, right? -- well this AI hotel has become quite trendy again. I'd be honored if you'd join me for a glass of absinthe at the crowded bar, or perhaps we can share a small intimate table. Drinks are on me.
Wind And Rain Plus Solitude •
On the top of the mountain he contemplates
A heart. A hole. A barrier. But what does it matter? You can dance anyway. A slow dance around gigantic walls. Like a machine, the rythm never stops. So you won't stop.
Rainy Traffic •
You're on the road late at night, cars steadily passing by as the storm begins to roll in. Take a deep breath, relax, and let the gentle noise wash away all your concerns. You're almost home.
Downbeat Telecaster •
Stretched an octave lower, sounds become almost glacial. This is the sound that human statues dance to. This is the sound of mountains thinking, and each interposing fraction of modernity merely serves to emphasise how vast the universe is & how far away we all seem. It is merely a seeming, though, because we are all linked at the speed of electricity.
Mr Rhodes' Atomic Telecaster •
A mash-up of homonyms: is that an electric guitar, or is it an electric piano working off a similar principle? That booming, looping sound, is it too a guitar, or is it cleverly programmed electronica? The upbeat speed of F# pushes sounds further from their roots and closer towards infinity.
You're the 'Man With No Name' riding through the desert on your way to collect another bounty. You're not worried about the storm on the horizon, or the posse on your your tail. Buzzards gotta eat too.
Hyper Focus •
Another 'night out on the town' for the caped vigilante. Does it ever stop raining here? The faint sound of traffic on the streets below and your cape flapping in the wind... What's on the agenda tonight- organized crime, homicidal clowns, or another crocodile man in the sewer. In this city it could be all of the above. Welcome to Gotham City.
Medieval Castle •
You sit in a chair next to an open window, thunder rolls in the distance and rain drips on the cobblestones. You watch as the last riders enter the walls before the castle gates come to a close. In the distant village the church bell chimes the hour. The night is cool and peaceful. All is well.
Liquid darkness reduces the light. Contours fading. Colors melting. Figures disappear in the depth of shadows.
You are soaring through an endless dawn-colored sky, as the clouds brush the hull of your vessel, and your sails ripple in the wind.
Twindy Peaks •
Blinking traffic lights swing on the wind, indifferent to ominous howling of the wind. This rural town hidden withing Washington state's wilderness is deep asleep and you should feel calm, at rest. But you can't shake the feeling that the town, the wind, the lights themselves are signs foretelling coming of dark future past. It is happening again. It is happening again.
Shamanic Trance •
I made this one to help me get in a trance like state while on my daily 45 min train ride to work and back home. I'm making my first steps in practicing shamanic dream journeys right now, also with the aim of finally dreaming lucidly. The African poly-rhythm was a lucky strike on first try.. but I needed more sounds to cover the noisy train, so I added vocals and a high drone. It blows me away.
No Last Call •
It was a slow night. But you've got rain on the tin roof, a close fire, and two slightly tipsy jazz musicians improvising a private lullaby.
Shmaptain Shmanet •
Earth. Wind. Fire. Water... Heart!
Upbeat Walk •
With your headphones on you make your way down the hill, a spring in your step as you twirl across the street, leaping to your own beat. You can just barely hear the wind and noise above the percussion, but you find yourself absorbed in the life around you either way.
Thunder And Wind •
Sheltering inside an old stone house on the edge of the sea cliffs as a storm rages outside. The wind whistles through the cracks and gaps in the walls, while below in the distance, the sound of the waves hitting the shore can be heard beneath the thunder.
New Climax •
You thought that the danger of before had been the worst. You thought that it wouldn't come to this. But alas, you've come far enough that even the universe itself seems to challenge your sense of security. Before your battle starts, you come face to face with the force that had torn your life apart. You come face to face with the void.
The environment is dim and grey, a soft cooling embrace. Washing it all away.
Prayer Before Battle •
You and your fellow soldiers are preparing for the battle that awaits you at dawn. Everyone knows they might not return from it - some let their anxiety out by sparring, the blacksmith rushes to fix a pile of horse shoes, and you are kneeling in front of your tent, humming your worries away. And yet, your heart races...
Three Friends Of The Black Wind •
The most ancient voice of all is that of the wind whistling through trees and caves. It is joined by sequentially newer voices as the sound progresses: the human voice intertwines with the bowing of strings, while the guitar and piano electric add their own cadence. Beneath it all, or perhaps on top of it, hiss and ping the faint tones of the future's distant stars, or at least how we imagine them.
Magic Icy Bells For Focus •
With a blackbird instructing you in how to live with joy.
Down on the riverbank lays a small camp. The wind rushes by and, as you pause, you can hear the faint bubbling from the river and the scuttling of small creatures in the brush. You feel isolated. You feel calm.
Lemurian Ambiance •
Lemurian Ambiance for Imaginative Atlantean People.
Déjà Vu •
I must have been here before. Where Am I? What had I done? I can't remember. I only know it had something to do with time and space. Now what?
Busy Library •
This takes me back to my favorite place to study in the world. The first floor of the undergraduate library near finals week that was a combination of study-session and social-hour. This combines the noises of books, pens, and pencils to paper, with a splash of mellow conversation.
Strings, Wind, Bells •
At the sound of the bell, cacophony swells and then recedes. They would say "east meets west", but so too does north join south, and inside becomes outside. At the sound of the guitar, a performer seemingly with endless breath picks up the melody, and is shortly joined by others. Behind them all sits a lone figure, plucking expertly at the guqin, and it is they that dream this dream.
Busy Library •
This takes me back to my favorite place to study in the world. The first floor of the undergraduate library near finals week that was a combination of study-session and social-hour. This combines the noises of books, pens, and pencils to paper, with a splash of mellow conversation.
A simple drum ritual calling back to the ancestors.
Quiet Ride •
Have a seat in a dreamtime train compartment. Your mind slowly adepts to the cadence of the railroad while you notice some friendly harmonics between the cracks. All is well so you can truly relax.
Bellum Gallicum •
The Romans have invaded Gaul.
To be played with a reading of Caesar's "Comentarii de Bello Gallico" in the background -- there's some good ones on youtube.
Nearer The Stern •
The piano fades away to a few notes, but the rain and wind do not let up. Nearer the stern of the tanker, you find the source of the bells: yellow-robed monks stand here, their clothes buffeted and their faces drenched but seemingly uncaring of the weather, and together they chant both in harmony and in contrast to an ethereal, flute-like sound from parts unknown. Surely this is a dream!
Murmur Of The Sacred •
Gently undulating chorus sustains a subtle and deep peace. A patient refuge.
On The Deck •
On the deck, in the rain, sits the grand piano. As you get closer, the player shifts keys - from C♯ and memories of moonlight & Beethoven, into D♯... or perhaps E♭. It's hard to tell immediately, and before you can dedicate more attention to it, you are distracted by the faint sound of - bells? You wonder if you're still dreaming, but you've never dreamt of cold wind and rain on your face before.
Dragon Asleep •
It's been a long day. Both you and your dragon could fall asleep on the nearest roost. And why not? As its wing covers you like a blanket, you hear the slow heartbeat and breathing of a large dragon and the magical hum of its firepouch. Warm, safe, and happy, you drift off to sleep.
Umm. Lot's of hummming.
Space Hypnosis •
Deep sleep-inducing binaural beats and harmonics, spacey tones and a touch of ASMR to lull weary astronauts to sleep. Enjoy the weightlessness of sleeping at zero gravity, safe in your craft while stars and planets light up the endless darkness through the portal.
Nothing moves inside the white room. The medicine is working, that's all you need know. The doctors said that everything is under control.
Open Fields •
Imagine yourself standing in a giant field, just off the edge of a forest, lying in the grass and staring up at the bright blue sky. And for your benefit, no buzzing bees anywhere around you. You're truly in a paradise.
Forgotten Jungle Temple •
You step out of the enveloping jungle with your trusty machete and torch, confronted by a mass of stone overrun by vines and moss. You've finally found it: The Temple of Akarin.
The doors are sealed shut, but an ancient song rises from within. Do you dare explore the long forgotten temple?
Rpg Tavern •
Your weary band of adventurers enters the Blackbird's Respite, a popular tavern. The roaring fire in the corner provides welcome heat, and the friendly sounds of human life reach your ears. You've been away too long.
Tanker At The Piano •
You awaken with a start, dreams forgotten. The weather report radio is already muted, but sound ... music ... is coming from nearby. You don't hear the crew, but you hear... music, in a silence otherwise only broken by rain. You find the deck deserted apart from something impossible: a grand piano that plays itself, while raindrops splatter against the keys.
Words can not explain: Another lost soul trapped in a lonely moment that God only knows, finds grace.
Rainy Urban Night •
A lazy drizzle settles over the urban landscape, driving almost everyone to retire inside for the night. But not you. With the changing lights and the sound of the occasional passing car as your companions, you find yourself at peace in the midst of what will be chaos only hours from now. (Feel free to turn down the Twin Black Lodges slider if you'd prefer a non-musical experience).
Adaline's Magic Night •
On the tipping edge of sleep the atmosphere sling-shots you deep into the golden sunset as you soar over and through your own personal wonderland of magic. This group of stems will certainly relax you and take you away to THAT place.
Steampunk House •
You're an Inventor. Your victorian house is near the railroads and is filled with steampowered machines. The smell of oil, steam and metal is in the air. What might your next Invention be?
London Train •
Heading to the city and it is another rainy day in the South-East of England. The perfect opportunity to get your nose in a book whilst the houses, parks and stations whizz by your window. MIND THE GAP.
Hyper Focus •
I have ADHD and I find this fusion helpful when I need to focus on the task at hand. Adjust the rain levels to compensate for outside noise. I hope this helps.
Ocean Drive •
Sit back and relax as you are taken for a drive down the esplanade. Listen to the crashing of the waves without worrying about the spray.
Steampunk Rpg Soundscape •
Somewhere underground in Victorian-era London, there are factories full of steam and clockwork. Bring your Steampunk RPG to life with this unique soundscape.
Below The Cathedral •
Welcome to the eerie world below the cathedral. You have no idea how you got here or where this labyrinth will lead, but there is one thing you know for sure: you are terrified. Become immersed in this dark world, the whispers of ancient ghosts accompanying you as the rain beats steadily outside and a bell tolls ominously somewhere above.
Ketchikan Dock •
The deep waters splash around the dock pylons as seagulls fly overhead. You can hear the foghorns from the ships in the bay and the cruise ships downtown.
Plane In Rain •
The whole flight.. no one said a word. The only indication anyone was even on board was the occasional chatter from the cockpit. I was only 23 back then. I had my whole life ahead of me, unbeknownst to me at the time for I was sure the coming days were my last on this Earth. But someone had to fight...
Autumn Brook •
A gentle breeze caresses your face as you meander alongside a small brook, the songs of birds creating the perfect Autumn soundtrack to your day out.
Cosy Night •
With the rain falling on the roof outside and the warmth of the fire emanating throughout the house, it's the perfect night to cuddle up with a good book and your best feline friend.
Rainy Rainforest •
As you walk through the tropical rainforest, accompanied by birds and small mammals, a gentle rain begins, its pitter-patter on the leaves instantly having a calming effect. In the distance, you can hear the rumble of a waterfall as you soak up the atmosphere of this beautiful retreat.
Stormy Weather •
Thunder, rain, wind, hail. You know it should scare you, but somehow, the storm insists on soothing you instead. (Click "animate" for best effect.)
Synthetic Brain In Awe •
He contemplates what it means to be alive.
Monorail Train •
The sleek white outer shell streaks past the endless mountains shrouded in fog. The passenger section seems to go on for miles, but at times is very short- only two cars. It stops only for the lone and lost traveller. No railroad end, no stations. Running on its own, it's always in motion. The interior is brightly lit with denim seats that never wear. The anomaly beckons. (Based on a dream)
Metal Waves •
Ongoing gong sounds.
The Final Frontier •
Your Spaceship sets off to new worlds, civilizations and unknown wonder.
The Broadening Gap •
It starts with an almighty clash of voices and instruments. Then each peels off and away, and slowly, almost imperceptibly, it almost fades into nothing. Then there's another clash! This time, like a fugue, the voices dance around each other: concordant meets discordant, then fades to silence. Each repeat, the gap gets ever wider, before suddenly it shrinks to nothing and the cycle begins anew.
New Season •
A still small voice says: Go on. You don't have to reason. It's a new season.
Deep Breath •
This is how you know it's a dream: in the cold, dark vacuum of space, hurtling towards a small speck of light that is growing brighter with every passing moment, you should hear nothing. Instead, there is a chorus of deep voices swelling around you. Do they praise you, or is it a song of lament for your death? Something in your soul resonates with it; you close your eyes and take a deep breath.
Repeated Stutter •
Mother told you never to stand on the cracks, yet here you are... lost somewhere in time and space, but somehow still connected to snippets of reality. Through the cracks stutter music that would be, on its own, interesting or delightful to listen to. But combined in this cacophony, your sense of unease is growing, and the sense that something is reaching toward your leg is unshakable.
My Zen Garden 2 •
Quiet music for working. Can be played with My Zen Garden, for a very different effect.
Nomad Of The Mojave •
Your quest is a desolate one, but one you must take alone. Among the cacti and the dry brush, in the setting sun of the vast Mojave desert, you carry on, ever-searching for the answers you seek.
Heart Of The Machine •
It's not allowed to speak about the Top Secret project. I'm in the heart of the machine. I can hear it breathe.
My Synthesized •
Composed to play along with My Zen Garden, likewise with deep mode/normal speed animation. Sustaining/sustained music for working into the night.
Frogs, toads & crows. Watch your step!
The Shadow Walker •
This isn't a place mortals are supposed to roam. Black skies stretch low overhead and something rolls deep in the dark water beneath you, watching you. It is the same thing that watches from an unspeakable throne and beckons you closer. Lose yourself forever or drift away.
Beachside Picnic •
You go out for a nice spot of lunch by the seaside, the city and the ocean both complimenting eachother with their own unique sounds, bees come to pollinate the flowers, while the seagulls fly freely in the sky, owners playing with their dogs on the sand further up. soft waves nearing low tide as they make a soft tumble forth.
My Zen Garden •
Flowing "garden of peace" music with gentle percussive touches for working concentration. Try animation on deep mode/normal speed.
Camping Alone •
You have been separated from your party. You don't know if you will ever see them again.
Tread lightly in the forest of dreams. Soft moss under your feet, the sound of a gentle stream just out of sight. Animals peer at you between dense, smooth barked trees sheltered by a verdant canopy. The air is cool and smells of green growth, fresh water and fallen leaves. If you are lucky, you might spy the elusive maiden of the forest, her voice a welcome comfort to weary travelers.
A Night With A Celestial •
A quiet field illuminated by the silvery light of a full moon with only the trickling sounds of water to keep it company and the crickets playing their own song. Suddenly, she's there - the one you were waiting for to appear. The being offers her hand for you to walk with her through the endless field. Will you?
Cautious Step •
As you take your first step into the unknown, you feel a sense of wonder and excitement, but unease settles in the back of your mind, driving you back towards the familiar sense of truth and...
You lock eyes with the void itself. It drives a cold feeling through your heart but you can't just look away. And so you take one last step forwards, and then plunge into the depths of the unknown.
Where Am I ? •
What had I done? I can't remember. I only know it had something to do with time and space. Now what?
All Over All Of The Time •
Pour yourself over the planet and feel yourself travel by land, sea, and air.
Walking through the abandoned town, your feet crunching on the overgrown grass, you have only the wind in the trees, the crying of crows and the beeping of geiger counter for company as you approach the sarcophagus...
Stormy Thoughts •
Your thoughts drift slowly through the void, the thunderstorm outside gently nudging you to sleep...
Active Stasis •
Faster than light travel might be the most preferred way, but there's something about dropping out of hyperspace, and hooking up your sensors to the old phonograph you found in a junk planet somewhere, and take the slow route home.
Jungle Stream •
Walk through deep shadows under the dripping trees. The air is cool and mist-laden. Someone has hung windchimes along the path.
Stormy Sea •
You're crossing the Atlantic in a sailing ship when a storm suddenly hits you. The crew is on deck to manage to get through the storm, while you're under deck hearing the rumble of the storm and the squeaking of the wood. Will you get through the storm?
A Look Into The Void •
The face in the mirror vanishes. And you see the void... an infinite space of possibilities.
Knight And Jailer •
Two riders in companionable silence. Sunlight filters through green leaves as they pass meadows and follow streams. The forest holds no fear for them.
The Streets Are Theirs At Night •
The summer night breeze is pleasant, the cool relief from the sun bringing with it the quiet of evening. From your porch you can hear the sounds of the night children as they play in the street you played in just that afternoon. Though they look no different than you, their animal calls that alert the neighborhood dogs make you wish you were bold enough to join in their feral playfulness.
This is it. You've finally made it. The villain is standing right in front of you. You feel the tension in the room slowly but surely creep along until it reaches your core. What are you doing here? Why were you in this situation? And were you really in the right to be doing this? It didn't quite matter now. Radios scream from either side. It's time to make your move.
Calm Atmosphere •
Looking at a field in the late summer evening; the sun still warm and the golden atmosphere around you seems to get slower until time nearly stops. You feel at peace with a hint of melancholy.
Three Days In Pripyat •
You never expected the "mystery destination" of your trip to be Pripyat, of all places. Winds howl through the deserted streets, and strange electronic sounds seem to echo from the past -- for surely no modern source is producing them. Thunder rumbles in the distance, and it seems your "tour group" has vanished without a trace...
Lively Town •
As you step into the old, rustic style town, you feel welcome. The smell of fresh bread hits you as you make your way past the diner nearby. A quiet child looks up at you from the table, flipping through their book. A stranger smiles as you pass by, giving a small wave as you wander to the hotel. What a lovely town.
Earthquake City •
The earthquakes have grown stronger over the past few weeks; more frequent... I think today might be the last day for any of us.
New Orleans Sound •
The ambience of the French Quarter; sitting on a bench in Jackson Square; an outdoor table at a Garden District restaurant. Even better layered with a New Orleans jazz playlist turned down to just audible, to evoke the feeling of music playing from a noisy cafe a few doors down.
An Octave Lower •
At the junction of the D♮ below B♮, the individual sounds have fallen away and leave a melange in their wake. There is a croaking drone, but surely no frogs could live in black holes? Individual tones seem to last an eon, and the regular marimba-like tones are deeper and darker, as though mallets struck against a txalaparta's wooden slabs. Will you fall forever?
Two Semitones Earlier, in B♮ •
Two steps further into the black hole, and C♯ falls away to B♮. The time distortion of the black hole is in effect, but still music can be discerned in the deep, rumbling chaos. No longer are those sounds hopeful, though. Instead, they merely just are. Companion to "Interstellar Glass".
Interstellar Glass •
Music to fall into a black hole to: stray radio signals warble around you and interference buzzes loudly. There is a distant horn, or is it the screams of a long-dead star? Suddenly! -- something is struck. Xylophone? Marimba? Orbital moon? Hunk of space junk? It overpowers the organ-like hum, but you can't shake the funerary mood. Your funeral.
Black Canyon Bells •
From the window of the Black Lodge you see out over the Canyon; hanging high in the sky and signalling the eventual doom of everything you hold dear is the Black Hole, meanwhile Bells sing slowly and breathy, ringing in your doom. Best experienced when tuned to B natural.
Wolves In The Rain •
Taking shelter in a long forgotten cabin, you build a fire, warm yourself, and listen to the ethereal songs of the wolves, waiting for the storm to pass.
You have entered Dracula's Castle. What a horrible night to have a curse.
Dirty thirties, with some liberties taken with instruments: The farm's dried up. Ma's bad sick and Pa left to look for work. The blowing dust forever hisses in your ears and eyes and nose and mouth. Two lazy brothers of yours fool around on the porch with a guitar and harmonica, but it doesn't sound like they're making music so much as keeping sorrow at bay. What else is there to do?
New Tokyo-iii •
Perpetual summer has made the shrilling of cicadas incessant. People around you gossip as you hurry to catch the bullet train. A distant steel mill presses rhythmically on, creating parts for the military organization protecting this city. And when you board, you sit beside a young boy who's listening to a walkman, turned up just a bit too loud. (Soundscape inspired by Neon Genesis Evangelion)
Tornado Season •
The wind whips across fields of golden wheat. On the horizon there's an anvil cloud centered in a grey-green sky. Thunder rumbles ominously, floorboards on the porch groan in protest. You call for the children, herding all of them toward the cellar doors.
Gothic Soundscape •
You are in the upper tower of a lonely castle -- perhaps you are a prisoner, perhaps a guest. A storm is gathering on the horizon and you can hear the ticking of the tower clock all about you and the distant rattling and creak of the stone structure all about you, eternally settling. In spite of the distant thunder, however, you feel a strange peace. You are not alone.
Love After The Storm •
True touching love story of two lovable friends.
Armenian Dream •
A dream of high Armenian mountains, pure lakes and tranquility of the nature. Duduk, piano and some vocal shall help to see that dream.
Unnatural Bells •
Illogical, mesmerizing, haunting, easing, disturbing, rolling, unnatural soundscape.
You walk through a vast coastal prairie, watching the grass sway and listening to birds. The ocean's waves grow closer and closer as you wander, and you have never felt so at peace. Inspired by Lonesome Traveler, but with more nature.
My Haunted Piano •
My piano is haunted: whenever I play a note, I hear a ghost. Some are from this world, and some are from another. Some come from beyond the stars, and some from another time. Every note is a different ghost, and every ghost is a different voice, and every voice says a different thing that I can't quite understand. It terrifies me, but still I play... every day.
Viking Journey •
A viking ship returning to the Scandinavian homeland, waves lapping against the side of the boat as it sails further into the fjord. Birds, wind and the sound of home after a long, long journey.
Purr, Conch, Frog •
These three sounds seem timeless to me. It made sense to put them together.
"She chanted snatches of old tunes;
As one incapable of her own distress,
Or like a creature native and indued
Unto that element: but long it could not be
Till that her garments, heavy with their drink,
Pull'd the poor wretch from her melodious lay
To muddy death." ~ Hamlet: Act IV, Scene VII
Galactic Storm •
A trip through nebulous storm. Rest assured that your ship is safe on it's passage through the rough patch of space.
Rainy Cafe Blues •
Rain patters on the window as you wait for your friend at the cafe. Out the window you can see the blurred shapes of car lights passing by, casting a warm glow through the shimmering rain.
It's warm and cozy in your booth. The soft leather seating, the gentle hush of the rain outside, and the happy murmur of the patrons around you could lull you off to sleep if your friend isn't here soon.
Rhythmic Progression •
There is no build up, or relief of tension. There's only stability, focus, and rhythmic progression.
Trippin' In The Rain •
Various calm, low drones and hums, thunder, and a trippy guitar. You're compelled by an unknown force to take a midnight stroll through the forest, knowing full well the weather is about to turn. Your seeking brings you to a curious mushroom. It joins you, and soon enough, the journey turns inward.
The distance between where you are and where you want to be is only in your mind here. Travel to a stormy coast and get lost in the haunting song carried on the wind.
Selkie Song •
She slips between the wave-worn rocks and seafoam, singing her solemn solo. A fisherman in his storm-battered boat, the gulls, and the fish, are her only audience.
Pirates Of The Carabbean [ Rowing Through A Pirate Battle ] •
Pirates of the Caribbean - Like the ride, you are rowing your boat through a pirate battle. Boats on either side as cannons and bullets fly over head. Look out for pirates as they swing from the mast with swords out. Try and keep your head.
Open The Parlor Window •
She's lazily hitting keys and chords, wandering through stacks of composition paper to find the right notes. A white breeze through gauzy curtains feels indolent somehow, and the slow activity in the hall does nothing to speed her progress.
Underground Ceremony •
Peeking through the opening into the largest cave, you observe robed figures engaged in a strange ceremony: some sing a haunting song, one seemingly at odds with itself; others stroke the inside of bowls to make a haunting sound; others still sit silent. Behind you, endless water trickles from somewhere into nowhere, and the winds pick up and die down. You're not ready to leave... yet.
For your crimes, you have been exiled to the forsaken continent...
In The Plane Of Magic •
Your party did not mean to come here and yet here you are--the long expanse of the plane stretches before you and then suddenly contracts closer. Reality seems to shift and the power of the plane thrums around you with life. This is where all magic emerges from and in the roil unimaginable power you can feel the very patterns that make up the fabrics of existence itself...
The sound of monks, echoed steps in their spaces. Reverent bells and the sounds of music either here or distant. Placed either in the forest or somewhere high in the mountains. Feel the connection to spirituality.
A Bottomless Curse •
Within a dream long forgotten, a woman guards the secrets among the running waters behind the clocktower, trying to silence the constant dripping with the tune of her voice. But the sea will always be a reminder... Insired by Bloodborne and Lady Maria.
Tuning To A •
Dress rehearsal has always been a dramatically charged atmosphere. The string section is still learning the dynamics in the second movement, the trombones are fighting off the flu, and the director is desperately trying to tie the piece together. Every week, warming up feels louder and louder. But that wash of instruments always brings you back to the music.
Winter Wastes •
You walk a lonely road, through a devastated and dead land, not a soul in sight. No cities, no people. Barely an animal crosses your path. You are part of all that is left after the destruction. Snow has fallen on your path now, giving just a little bit of light to the dark, unknown road before you.
Call Of Cthulu •
You find an abandoned tanker washed ashore on a deserted island, said to have sunk decades ago under mysterious circumstances. You wander in to explore, perhaps to plunder. Metal groans in protest. Your footsteps echo into darkness. What was that? An old rusted pipe somewhere? Did you hear whispering? A deep rumble from the depths? Tread carefully, friend.
If Africa were to connect with India once again, stirring up the Himalaya mountains once more - and if you can wait long enough it will - this is what the music will be in the collision zone.
You've walked almost twenty city blocks in morning sun and dust, but now it's high noon—time to rest under the awning of an outdoor cafe. The blend of traffic, construction, and people shouting to one another across the street eventually becomes a busy, loud comfort.
Feel The Rumble •
You thought you were safe. You were wrong.
Hiding In A Bunker •
Is it safe outside? How long have I been hiding? I don't think I'm alone down here.
I am Hawaii. I am your island.
Whispering Pines •
When we walk in the pine woods, the smells and the sounds of the forest still my mind. The pines rustle and whisper, "Shhhhhhhhhhh."
Shack In A Storm •
The wind is howling outside and the rain is battering at the roof, but inside is toasty and warm. You hope the storm will blow itself out by the morning, so for now, you huddle closer and fall asleep to the sounds of the wild weather outside, and the fire crackling in the hearth.
Fimbulwinter is the harsh winter that precedes the end of the world. Wolves are howling. Dark spirits are whispering from the shadows. Humans gather around the fire to shield themselves from the biting cold, waiting for an end that has been spoken of for centuries.
The Last Tea •
When you sit hidden from the rain while the last golden sunrays beam through the dark clouds by the faraway horizont, listening to the burying raindrops and the inevitable change of everybody's fate that hangs upon the world, drinking your last cup of tea and hoping for the rightness of your decision, wishing for it, when it's too late for doubt anyway.
Sunken Chapel •
Lying on your back in shallow water with your ears underwater and your eyes to a metaphorical ceiling, the world sounds quite different. Amongst the muffled cradling of waves, the oscillation gradually transforms into elusive music: It's an ebb and flow of regularity and anticipation.
Song Of The Harvest •
A quiet day in feudal Japan during the time of the harvest, the sounds of nature accompanied by soothing strings which both celebrate the bounty and remind all of the coming winter.
Sunken Cathedral •
Captain's Log: The patterns we sighted at the bottom of the trench are not there by accident. The ship's archaeologist is certain that they are part of a sacred site, but she is deeply troubled by questions of who built them and how they wound up at this depth. Two submersible pilots report that they heard faint singing -- I'll have to have the mate run a few surprise drug inspections...
The desert winds themselves merge into the harmonium: are they the air that give it voice? The same wind shakes bells, inspires rhythmic drumming and, above the bustle of the sietch, a lone Fremen voice longs for the ocean. Inspired by Frank Herbert's Dune.
See me floating. See me moving without moving. See me running orbits round my star. See me spinning round my axis. See me floating. See me. Hear me.
WL Nights •
An atmosphere and white noise generator for sleeping at Disney's Wilderness Lodge. The summer cicadas and crickets, the gentle lapping of Bay Lake, the crackle of a dying campfire, and a distant waterfall.
Thought In Downtown •
When you're living in a big city and you are in the subway or walking home after a busy workday, you think a lot about things during the travel. you're environnement is noisy but you are in your mind.
Sometimes less is more.
Tournament Of Kings! •
My family loves the Tournament of Kings--a medieval-themed show with jousting, sword fights, food, and (most importantly) no silverware! This combination takes you there. Have fun!
Summer Morning •
The morning is the coolest part of the day in midsummer. The world springs to life before heat crashes the party. That's why you wake up early. It really is the perfect time to read.
Hangin' In The Wind •
Selected hang drums, duduk drones, and a Native American flute piercing the dissonance. Lend a log to the fire, lay your burdened back in mother earth's arms, and watch the moon-lit clouds traverse an infinite sea of stars.
You bought the last two tickets available. You went to the toilet to ensure a comfortable sit. And now the movie is about to start. The soundtrack is highly anticipating...
Traditional Modern •
Traditional sound with a modern touch.
Be prepared for a mind-blowing experience!
Not for the lighthearted.
Halting at a swiftstreaming creek the three friends and musicians set up their tents, sat by the fire, grabbed their instruments - which appeared to be a bit difficult for the pianist - and started improvising.
Tribal Unity •
While on your trek through the mountains of southwest Asia come across a very strange occurrence, you can hear both the Himalayan monks and the Tibetian tribes singing and chanting simultaneously, creating a hauntingly beautiful theme to your adventures...
Set Aninmation to deep and fast to get really dynamic evolving soundscapes out of X.
Cave Dust Saved •
A 2001 A Space Oddity inspired soundscape. The apes are sleeping in their cave. Tomorrow, the monolith will arrive, but they don't know this.
Deep Space Lullaby •
"I set a course just east of Lyra, northwest of Pegasus," as a song like a beacon draws me far, far away from home.
Highland Call •
You awaken one early morning to the sound of thunder. The humidity makes you want to shed your night clothes but there is work to be done. You throw a dress over your shift and tighten it with an apron. The cows have to be brought in before the rain begins. You shove your feet into worn, leather shoes that barely fit you any more, and rush outside.
An inner courtyard closed against intrusive sounds, glass walls open to a stormy sky.
Laundromat In The Rain •
I love both the laundromat and various rain generators. I couldn't decide which to listen to tonight, and the supergen doesn't have a timer, so... I'm writing a story that takes place in a laundromat. And one night, it's rainy. So.
Unexpected Company •
What do you do?
Act as usually?
Or start a new story? A new way to look at things?
A new perspective?
It's up to you.
Mystical Forest •
I fell asleep in an enchanted wood. When I woke, the fairies were fluttering all around.
City Noir •
I visit this cafe often to think. The murmur of the clientele, the sound of the rain on the scaffolding, the gentle rush of traffic; they drown out my other thoughts and let me focus on the case. But I've hit another dead end: my coffee has gone cold. I pull my hat low and step out into the alley, the streetlamp above making patterns in the rain. Maybe I missed a clue at the demolition site.
Meditative Mind •
A selection of my favorite sounds for meditation. I use it as is, or drop out the humming and pump up the rain and either focus on the the lovely, full bell from Baetae Memoriae or the om from chapel voices.
Raining Psyfi •
The sounds of rain, while a duduk plays in the back with hints of psyfi.
Sunless Sea •
Your boat has just left the dock and you hear a bell ringing somewhere in the fallen London. As a deep humming sound rises from the crates, the captain starts to sing an old melody to soothe the spirits...
Secrets In A Storm •
A distant storm brings rain. He growls. She whispers.
Industrial Water •
Soft factory noise with underwater sounds and drips. I find it super relaxing.
Voices By A River •
At dawn sweet voices clear the air.
The Storm's Call •
The storm has been raging for days. But it calls to you. Pulls you in. What could possibly be awaiting your arrival among the eye of the storm?
Shamamic Reverie •
Waking from a fitful sleep I know all is well.
Relax at a Japanese hot spring.
Evening Meditation •
You are seated on the porch of an old monastery, wearing a thick shawl to ward off the chill. It is autumn, and the trees that sprawl down the mountainside are mostly bare. A heavy rain falls and bells distantly chime as the monks come and go without speaking. You have nothing that you need to attend to, and you feel welcomed and safe in this sacred space.
Imagine a motionless state where a second is an eternity.
This is a suspenseful, disturbing track. It is perfect for an INTENSE chase scene in a film.
Surrealist Relaxation •
Sometimes you can't relax, sometimes you can when you hear this.
Marine Monster •
Sounds evocating a tender Marine Monster.
Computer Dream •
In the digital world, a dream is music...
Lydia Stargazing •
Your friends are asleep in the cave behind you, warmed by the fire you lit earlier. You're on watch, but there's no danger. The bells of Ravenshead still chime distantly in the valley, lifted on the wind. The ground is dusted in snow, but as the clouds clear, the sky shows you its lights. The constellations seem like family to you, but one star seems out of place, almost as though it sees you...
Vocal Atmosphere •
A collection of varied vocals from various generators, plus a few instruments, that combine into a soothing, vaguely musical atmosphere.
Dreams In Time Out Of Mind •
Exhausted you fall. Half asleep. Half awake. Your journey ends.
Medieval Church Service •
It's time for Vespers. You find peace among the burning torches and whispered prayers, as you ask God to bless the spouse and young children kneeling at your side.
The Rainslick Starship •
You thrust into the Everstorm Quadrant aboard your trusty starship. This place is a mysterious land of lights and anticipation, with its impossible unyielding galactic rainstorms being just a small reflection of what secrets lie within this dangerous domain. Are you sure you want to go further?
Girl In The Shower •
You can hear the deep rumbles and swishes of the tub filling from your room. She flicks the water playfully and starts to sing a lovely haunting tune that reverberates beyond the bathroom walls. She turns on the shower and it patters against the shower curtain. The water drips on the floor and you don't even care.
The Planetarium •
A visit to the planetarium. Gentle, spacey music, a speaker, and a hushed audience. Tune in and space out.
Exploring In The Rain •
You're being chased in a storm. Someone has you in their sights. Will you escape their clutches? Or will they catch you?
Sunday Night, Third Floor Laundry Room •
I'm staying in the dorms during summer break. There aren't many students around; definitely not at night. I walk through the labyrinth of hallways to the very last room. The scent of cheap detergent makes my head feel fuzzy. The fluorescent lights cast a hazy glow. I'm alone, but as I feel goosebumps form on my skin (how can it be so cold in the summer?), I swear I can hear someone else.
The cruelest revelation: a life forever trapped in the confines of a game, cognizant of the truth, fighting to change an already scripted fate. A place where non-existence may be better than the nightmarish truth. Inspired by Dan's Salvato's graphic novel, Doki Doki Literature Club.
Encounter At The Blacksmith •
A wandering pilgrim hears the furious hammering and forging of a nearby blacksmith. He decides to take a closer look and walks the path down to the old watermill. Will this encounter intertwine the fates of these two?
Cold Outside, Warm Inside •
Wet snow beats on the roof, and snow drifts down from the eaves of your cabin. But it's warm inside by the fire.
Angels And Demons •
Battle on a cosmic scale. The end times have come. Who will prevail? The forces of light fight for life. The forces of darkness fight for destruction. In this generator, an eternal stalemate trancsends all.
Generational Travel •
This ship has been flying in one direction for 300 years. You're perched on a carefully cultivated oak tree above the main transport deck, trying to take a brief nap before your break ends. You can hear shuttles landing and taking off in the main expanse, which intermittently drowns almost everything out—except for the constant deep bloodflow of the massive engines working tirelessly below it all.
Hang Meditation •
Beautiful hang drum melody with a couple of odd piano tones and two female vocals gently merging together, while soft wind from the sea carries your stress away...
Rainy Lake Campsite •
Last year, I went camping with a friend up near a frog-filled lake. When the weather threatened to turn inclement, we strung a tarp over much of our campsite. I still remember sitting in the growing dark, the rain splattering on our covering above us while a small campfire crackled away.
The Captain's Widow •
A storm is rolling into the village soon, but we can still here her up on the cliffs, singing mournfully for her Tatania. Everything warns to go inside: the distant church bell, the panicking gulls, the threatening roil of thunder itself, but still she sings.
Hold Your Breath •
You are eight years old. Even though it is against the rules, you are running the bathtub faucet and shower at the same time so you can suspend yourself underwater and hear the drops falling from the inside. Your mother's voice on the phone in the distance is muffled by the ringing thunk of waves against porcelain.
A Mattress Of Pine Needles •
You've finally settled down for the night, spooning the small campfire at a safe distance. Dry, crackling pine wood nearly masks the gentle clap of waves against the shore. Your tent is set up and ready to go, canvas gently buffeting against the lake breeze, but it feels peaceful to lay here just a moment longer, suspended in time by fireglow and loon-song.
Maximum Cozy •
You are in a cozy cabin in front of a cheerfully crackling fire, listening to the rain drum gently on the roof. On your lap is a sleeping cat. (Mostly low tones other than some fire crackles, for a gentle meditative drone.)
Focus, naturally •
It's raining again... In the distance I can hear the thunder, and every now and then the wind is howling around my house. The combination of wind, rain and thunder makes me grateful for the roof over my head... I feel safe and warm, cosy in my own cocoon. The noises from outside are calming and soothing... perfect for sipping a hot drink, reading, writing, drawing and studying...
This Train •
You're on this train. You're in this car. As you ride in this train you watch. You watch the stars. You watch the rolling hills. You huddle into the corner of this car on this train. The wind whips your hair across your face and you feel the night chill. You're in this car. You're on this train.
Arrival At Attledale Inn •
You've been following the road for days. Your feet are beginning to ache when you see a sign painted with the words "Attledale Inn." You follow it until you come to a majestic old house. Inside, you are awed by the bookshelves lining the walls. The innkeeper invites you to sit by the fire. You pick a thick volume and settle in. There are many wonders here. You are sure you will find them all.
Forbidden Forest •
You raise your torch higher. You can't shake the feeling that someone - or something - is watching you. Gargantuan trees surround you. A small stream runs to your left. It should feel magical - but that strange feeling of not being alone won't go away. You turn around - and what you see sends chills down your spine.
Magical Battle •
Magical spells, exploding fireballs, splashing potions and ominiouos invocations. Can mere humans win in a battle against the ancient and arcane powers?
Viking's Voyage •
Join Vikings on their long voyage across the sea, humming folk songs to keep time with every stroke.
Realm of Madness •
Inspired by H.P. Lovecraft. Gaze into the hideous, interminable abyss between dimensions - that terrible black infinity from which the Old Ones hail.
All You Bass Are Belong To Us •
My hearing is far too sensitive to higher pitched sounds, so I set out to make the ultimate bass drone. This is what happened.
You find a strange and old-looking book, opening the cover to see a moving picture of an unfamiliar world. You touch the image in awe, being transported to the alien land contained within the book's many pages. (Inspired by its namesake, Riven. Am I making too many of these? Maybe. Am I going to use them all? Definitely.)
Vampire Sanctuary •
You have stolen into the sanctuary below the city to evade the Serafan, your weary nerves calmed by the sounds of a distant organ and fire. Their leader seems to have drank his fill; and offering you respite... For now. (Inspired by Legacy of Kain.)
Silent Hill •
Not for relaxation, unless you're a crazy person like me. This is a fairly unsettling Silent Hill inspired soundscape. Contains dungchen, steel mill, sweep noise and audio jammer.
Just a little soundscape to capture the show's ambiance while we wait for season 2 of Dark :)
Ancient Ritual •
You are walking through the woods when everything goes quiet. A soft, continuous ringing fills the air, followed by haunting flutes. Someone is whispering while others chant quietly. The sound of spinning fire and strange birds floats among the trees. You creep away softly. Best not to disturb those who summon the dark.
Redwall Gatekeeper's House •
You sit in the gatekeeper and recorder's quarters at Redwall Abbey. The kindly mouse has offered you tea. As you sit listening to the spring storm brewing outside, the turning of pages relaxes you. It complements the crackling fire he's built. It's cosy in here. As the first of the rain rolls over the roof, you sip your tea and smile. This is home.
Megillot: Passover - Song of Songs •
As spring unfolds, the Shulamite and her beloved shepherd find in each other's love a return to Eden.
"To love as they do is to enter a garden and be satiated with its abundant fruit and fragrant perfumes. It is to taste again the unalloyed goodness of the gift once given." - Five Festal Garments by Barry G Webb
Finding Nemo •
This generator feels a lot like the background noise in Finding Nemo. The sound of water beneath the surface, gentle waves rhythmically lapping the shore, dolphins chatting in the distance, and a drone humming simple tones that tie everything together.
Sekundene Før Du Dør •
You want to die. You are centuries old: breaths and movement taking the energy of a thousand, all creaking joints and crying muscles. Senses die as nerves collapse under the weight of living, following the path higher thought took long ago into your mother tongue — og du er døende, døende! Stillhet, fredelig stillhet svelger alt. |With love from Norway.|
Fading Echoes •
You wander amongst clusters of oddly-twisted tombstones sprouting from the ground in clusters, broken sections of iron fencing jutting up from seemingly random gaps between. The entire area is cloaked in a dim pall from the stormy sky above, and shrouded by the sounds of rolling thunder, the calls of ominous birds, and the fading echoes of a bell from some tower unseen.
Quiet Study •
The fire roars in the hearth as you read a book by the window, the first hints of a storm rolling across the horizon outside.
Summer Camping Jam And Chill •
Your group of friends have come down to chill next to the lakeside for the summer night. A couple of them pull out guitars to just strum together as the rest of you chat among yourselves. A cold beer in your hand, a good friend by your side. All is good.
Glaciers sending out messages to the world.
Abandoned Space Station •
A station floats in the farthest reaches of the Solar System. Communications went dark months ago. Now your crew has arrived to investigate. What will you find?
Voices and duduk. Enjoy!
Feel Like Dancing •
If you like dancing.... with a little additional magic.
Monks In Space •
A group of questing Buddhist astronauts set forth to find a new planet of peace...
You are not the traveler, you are the journey.
The Magic-Touched Wood •
The chimes hanging in the trees are what drew you, and the spot's deal location was what made you stay for the night. Your party has fun while you relax by the stream, just at the fire's edge. The full moon's glow illuminates the pastel forest, and the girls' songs almost makes you feel dozy until you remember that the more chaotic of them is practicing her fire magic not ten feet away.
A quiet night. The crickets are singing, you can also hear an owl just behind the window. It's raining but don't worry, you're inside the house and the fireplace is on. There are other people with you there. Some are chatting quietly, almost whispering. Someone is eating a late dinner. Someone is walking around, deep in thoughts. You are safe. The enchanting humming voices cast warding spells.
Find Peace Here •
Singing bowls, crickets, a soft piano and gentle tones. This will take you to a peaceful mindscape where you can collect yourself after a rough day. No harsh noises.
Sea Zen •
Being an Aquarius I love the water, be it rain, streams, the waves rolling in or even the shower. For me it's the ultimate combination of clearing my mind, regaining focus and blocking noise. Nothing like a stroll on the beach, listening to the waves, feeling the water and sand beneath my feet, smelling the salty air, watching the water coming and going... SeaZen!
Empty Mind •
This is the emptiness of the mind, full of confusion, hypnotics and horrors
The House in Autumn •
The house has been abandoned for a hundred years or more. Autumn leaves swirl around as crows peer inward at you. You have your trusty pocket watch to keep you company. Thunder mumbles in the distance.
The broken window panes crunch underfoot as you make your way to the library. You find some tomes, sealed in crates and boxes, that have survived. You wander around, reading the forgotten lore.
A weekend get-together with friends and family in the forest; a busy day turns into a night by the campfire, exchanging stories and basking in each others' presence.
You find a bright courtyard in the center of a nightmare. This place feels safe, but you cannot help the feeling that you are being watched...
Flying over the city, the ashen smog and the distant neon glow of the cities below peeking through the heavy rain. The edges of the world soften, and a sense of melancholy washes over you.
Enchanted Woman •
A strange, ethereal woman sits at the edge of a peaceful lake. When she sings the birds and insects listen, as does any human that comes across her.
Isla Nublar •
The remote, but well known Island from Jurassic Park. InGen and Hammond are already here, but it sems like they didnt breed or release anything yet. Or have they? Wait - what's that deep rumble?!
Perfect for the Audiobook - almost. I'd love to interchange the deep Bass-sliders with some big Reptile steps or far away deep roaring sounds.
Thank you Stéphane for another layer of customisation!
The Year Of The Android •
The sound of a cyberpunk future where androids dream of electric sheep.
Ambient Shore •
Calmly sitting in my cabin on the loch's edge with the French windows open, I idly tinkle the keys of the piano as a ghostly melody wafts through the crisp spring air. Am I alone?
The Princess Garden •
There's a party going on in the house, but you have little interest in such things. You'd rather relax out in the garden and listen to the sounds of plants and animals. Music box notes come in off the wind.
Land Of Rain •
A world of neverending rainfall where amphibians are the rulers.
The Meditation Temple •
You find yourself sitting among a group of people atop a mountain, inside a temple, surrounded by small fires and incense. The longer you sit, the farther you fall into a deep hole of calm. The humming of the people around you, the light strumming of the water drums, and the warmth of calm.
A Viking Winter •
It's the Viking Era. You have just come back from a hunt and you carry a small boar on your back. The town is bustling with trade and life. You will never get tired of coming into the village.
Study Room •
Studying in a cozy room.
Dark Rain •
A dark, calming rain accompanied by an evening bell and a lonely call.
The Great Library •
Rows and rows of shelves upon the marble floors, deeply laden with heavy tomes of obscure knowledge and insights. With the dim light coming from the central fireplace, you and your fellow scholars roam the shelves into the twilight in search of the answers lost to time and dust.
Renaissance Festival •
It's a cool, breezy fall afternoon at your local Ren Fest. Visit the blacksmith, watch some jousting, and don't forget a nice big Turkey Leg and a deep fried twinkie.
A little futuristic, a little natural, a little crowded, all peaceful.
A Horse With No Name •
A Horse with No Name gallop on the prairie.
A Rest In The Canyon •
It started as a lucky hunt, and by now you've made it far outside your usual hunting ground. A few of your packmates, not yet willing to return to the dens with with the rest, joined you in this flight of curiosity... and they join you still, laying by the tiny spring, relaxing in the warm sand before you decide to leave the shade of the canyon to face the desert sun again.
Melodic Zen •
A syncretic mix of forest echoes and subtle ancient melodies.
They Are Here •
Time has stopped. The end is near. Their global plan will be unveiled. All minds are cleared.
Melancholic Rainy Gas Station •
I tried to combine all of my favourite noise elements together, and simulate that certain cousy and sleepy feeling, while sitting in a warm car, listening rain splattering on windows, heavy diesel gas tanker delivering more gas to the station at 4am, and falling asleep while waiting dad to get back in car and continue driving home. Distant traffic noises and also boring silent radioshow.
Dusk On The Bayou •
Camping by a brook falling gently into the bayou.
Jungle In Your Head •
Wander through the rainforest that is your mind.
Ethereal Ocean •
Distant voices echo the swells of the waves as you drift out to sea.
Female Voices •
A multifarious choir transcends the predawn light.
Planet X Rover •
We knew it had to be there for centuries and there it was, Planet X; hidden deep in the Kuiper belt. Earth's first scout probe has just landed on it! The Human race listens in limbo as it starts its surveillance mission and for these first sounds its sensors send back. We soon realize we may not be the only ones... there's no turning back now.
Song Of Ice •
An eerie chant of ice and water, like a temple to a god long since drowned.
Waiting for the Ride •
One day during a visit to Animal Kingdom, I started getting anxious and worked up. My mom decided to stop for some food at a small food stand right next to Expedition Everest. While I stood to the side waiting, I realized how the drone of people walking by and the soft music with occasional bell rings was incredibly soothing.
Temporary Respite •
Once out wandering the unknown, you've now been caught by surprise as the sky darkened and dropped its once heavy burden. You've hastily constructed a small camp in order to keep from catching cold, and it seems a creature of the wild has adopted your shelter.
Temple Courtyard •
As she rests in the peaceful courtyard after a long summer's day, a gentle wind carries the music of the evening ceremony from the temple. With the setting sun to her back, she decides to meditate on the sound of water flowing through a bamboo fountain and buried suikinkutsu.
Journey To Nowhere •
Sip your tea. Listen to the rumble of the rails, the mutter of the rain, the babble of the dining car. Your destination is unimportant. What you have left behind is unimportant. Right now there is only the scent of your tea, the train, and you.
The Expanse •
You are travelling through the deep expanse of the stars, the elemental beauty of the universe surrounds you. And yet, humans are no different, still filled with vast emotions that dictate what they do. Listen to gentle vocalising with the gentle hum of your starship, and the occasional explosive reminder of human nature in the distance. Inspired heavily by the book series "The Expanse".
When I was younger, I created an imaginary forest where I could go to be as sad as I needed to be, free from those who would prefer for me to be cheery and carefree. I called it Tristesse, a French word for sadness or melancholy. I invite you to sit and relish your sorrows, and remember this place should you ever need it in the future.
Entrance To Hades •
With the coin placed under your tongue, you pay Charon to take you across the river to the entrance of Hades. He does not speak during this journey, but you can hear the whispers of the unburied souls who cannot yet be taken, and the mournful cries of Cerberus, who guards the gates you approach. Soon you will learn where your soul is destined.
Curious Wanderer •
A subtle, positive atmosphere to tune your mood and senses into another dimension for a little while.
Gravity's Lodge •
You are falling into the darkness. The weight of your memories surrounds you, comforting and provoking regret by turns. There's no escape from this well, but you belong here anyway.
Sparkling Hu water •
While the monk chants his quiet song on the bank of the river, the universe shimmers and sparkles in quiet beauty. All will be well.
Quiet Living Room •
After a long day, in the evening, you sit in front of the piano in your living room. The fire is crackling in your fireplace, steadily burning the last log you have put in it. You feel the warmth on your skin. Rethinking about the gone day, you play a somewhat melancholic melody, while nobody's listening...
You are in a forge. It would be more appropriate, even, to say you are in The Forge. Work in here is continuous, but there is a warmth to the place. You watch the presses, sitting next to the fire, and you wait.
The Basement •
The heroes journey into the basement, their last stop scouring the Lord's manor for clues. What they find there will shake them to the core... for the goings on were far more ghastly and sinister than anyone could have imagined...
Winter With You •
A cozy winter night with your head on someone's chest.
Consciousness Technician •
The soldering of Dendrites, sorting of the senses, filing & disposal of memories & the repairing of cells; all while preparing your nights dreams... While you sleep the technician works feverishly as time ticks away to ensure a full days reconciliation until the morning chord strikes...
Dusty Streets •
You walk through the empty, dusty streets of a forgotten city. The gleaming structures that surround you stand lonely against the pale sky. This place was full once. Light catches the particles of dust hanging in the air, surrounding you as you feel at once lost and found.
Electric pulses, is it anxiety or excitment ? Are those stomach butterflies or just noisy interferences ? Relax, try to take deep synthetic respirations...
Witch Study •
When the night falls and rain plays its tone against the window, the Witch submits herself to study the old magic books, fireplace keeping her warm and cozy during her studies.
Wind Meditation •
The wind is the best tool to meditate with. Hold your breath for several seconds and then exhale over the course of another five count. When you think you can't exhale any more, keep blowing from the deepest depths of your lungs....
Rainy Voyage •
You wanted to escape the land and sail to your own haven when while you were sailing, a storm strikes! Waves crash, thoughts race through your head. You try to sail back to shore, but the currents are too strong! You make one decision. You wait it all out.
Village Hidden In The Clouds •
Clouds. Thunders. Rain.
Falling on the tin roofs of kampongs still commonly found in certain parts of Southeast Asia today. A sound that many SEAsians living since before the 80's may find familiar.
A sound like home.
The Scots March To War •
The Highlands are alive with the sounds of Scottish warriors on the march. Droning bagpipes and thundering drums drive the morale as high as the sunlight sky.
Angular, gleaming buildings tower all around you, set against a strange pink sky. This strange, towering world is home to Gems, an inorganic species made of minerals and light. This is the seat of The Great Diamond Authority and the heart of their tyrannical intergalactic empire.
Mellow Yellow •
The vibes of the credits music after a fantasy movie.
Christmas Ambience •
The magical feeling of spending Christmas in front of your fireplace, listening to the snowstorm outside. [Recommend using any animation on 'slowest' for this one]
Your heart rushes, your sense of romanesque overwhelms you. You need to go out and hear what nature has to say about the situation.
Zen Canyon •
Wooden flutes, the trickle of a nearby fountain, and the gentle ring of a windchime.
In The Sky With Rhodes •
Ethereal voices meet calming instruments for zen experience.
The Time To Fight •
Stop running and pick up your sword. Turn yourself around and make fate your design.
Peaceful Night In The Suburbs •
The crickets are running a noisy concert while you're out on the porch tonight. You can see the city skyline just barely before the sun calls it a day. Only the bright and vibrant neons remain, hanged high on the proud skyscrapers. The cars going by remind you to get your favourite mix of soothing tunes. I recommend using this with Telecaster Licks or any other calming songs or tracks you have.
Fear Is Coming •
Something is wrong and you're not sure what. The air is off, and with every passing moment your heart seems to twinge in anticipation. A general, low-intensity, and scary background noise.
A den, a shelter from the rain. A calming breath. The sound of a heart growing towards calm, confidence to go back oustide for new adventures, after a peaceful rest.
LoFi Christmas Time •
Lo Fi Christmas Time radio-transmitted from Georgia.
Steampunk Workshop •
Using the raw elements of water and fire to power your workshop, you tinker away at components of what is sure to be the next greatest invention of all time. Clockworks, steam, and fire set the mood, and give your mind something natural and something repetitive which allows you to find 'the zone'.
Mr Rhodes In Space •
Mr Rhodes wakes on an interstellar ship, his keyboard floats in front of him.
A little rain won't stop anybody from playing. Your jacket is zipped up tight, and you and your friend are huddled underneath a tree to stay dry before you run back out to join the others... You can hear distant voices across the field, the rattling of the chains on the playground as your peers run back and forth across the bridge and, most of all, the warm rain that is only a mild inconvenience.
Around The Fire •
It's time to tell YOUR story.
Hidden Meadow •
The rustling in the bushes attracts your attention, and as you slowly and softly draw forwards, you find an otherworldly entrance.
The chiming of soft bells and whispers old as time seem to follow you through this new place. A still but calm meadow, hidden away from everyone's reach.
Although, something tells you it has been hidden for a reason... But why?
Sad Story •
I retraced the path I had left behind.
Abyss Beacon •
Drifting through darkness towards a point of bright light on the horizon, the shadows guide your path.
The sounds of an otherworldly machine, discovered on the edge of space by weary travelers.
A soundscape based on the experiences of a lonely astronaut stranded on an ocean planet.
In Meditation •
Sit down. Breathe. Let the sounds of peace clear your mind.
Walk With We •
Just footsteps from ten different generators. Especially fun when animated, deep mode gives the impression of taking a stroll through worlds.
War Is Coming •
Don't try to sleep with it :)
A woman stands on the shore, watching the clouds roil around her as her voice echoes out, stirring the storm and sea. She is unfazed, peaceful, and unmoving even as the wind whips around her.
I just wanted something for my meditation and this picture came to mind. You are in the country house, it is raining. You are sitting on the top of the stairs near the house's entrance, looking at the deep gray-blue sky, feeling the water running down your hair and face. You feel every second of your presence. There is nothing to do, nowhere to go. Welcome to the moment.
Male Voices Only •
Just a collection of soothing, yet motivating hums and a cappella melodies, harmoniously ever-changing - perfect for those who enjoy their deep voices.
Old North Sea •
Ply the ancient Celtic, Norse, and Frisian trade routes over endlessly rolling waves, accompanied by the sounds of gulls, drums, and droning pipes.
The Last Train •
Railroad Drone Cabin Ambient
Tavern And Rain •
It's a rainy evening in the Thirsty Bowman, a common haunt for weary adventurers or locals in search of a hot meal. The fire in the corner crackles, where beside it sits an instrumentalist lazily picking his guitar. There is no reason not to prop your cold feet up beside the hearth and stay awhile. If you stay long enough, you might catch a story or two from the people around.
Some things we see are not real, and some sounds... (But this is real)
Etherial Flux •
Allow the ambience of pure sound direct you to a landscape created by free thought. Breathe deeply, set controls for a deep and slow experience... and drift away...
Soothing Storm By The Fireside •
As a soothing fireplace surrounds you with warmth and shelter from the gathering storm, you can lose yourself in the complexity of the soundscape, slowly drifting off to sleep as nature cleanses Earth and soul.
Little Movements •
Steps in a steppe ambience.
Volk. The dance of the people. Sighs, tears and darkness. Famous dance academy in divided Berlin. Ancient witch coven. Twisted love.
Lantern Tower •
The sun is at its highest meridian on a warm summer day, breaking overhead as you look out over miles of landscape, breathing in the living silence.
The Busy Bakery •
Close your eyes and you can smell the cookies!!! Well, almost. I run a bakery and this is very close to what it would sound like day to day. Listen close and you can hear the turning of the mixers, packing and vacuum machines, the clang of the trays, staff talking, orders coming in and going out, oven timers ticking and ringing and lastly, the boiling water. Animate subtly for authenticity.
You find yourself in the middle of a ritual. A vague distant figure chants on the language you don't know. Grey shapes dance around you, fire licks your feet and you do not feel any pain. The Will incarnated in words of the magician swipes back and forth. Ancient power infiltrates you.
Dinner Party •
The fancy outfit your mother bought you has a scratchy collar, and the new shoes are so hard that you're stubbing your toe with each step, but it's all a small price to pay as you leave your heavy coat at the door and take in a house bathed in warm golden light and tempting smells.
Ethereal Flight •
Feel as if you were a white angel, flapping your wings high above the clouds, so feather-light and free... close your eyes, take to the skies, and enjoy an Ethereal Flight!
Beyond The Veil •
A place of restless spirits.
Stormy Sea •
The weather on the ocean is a strange thing. One moment you can be under full sun, and not one hour later the worst storm you've ever witnessed swirls above you with clapping thunder, crackling lightning and an absolute downpour of blinding rain. Maybe you are on deck, bracing yourself and your boat against the waves, or perhaps you are seeking shelter in the cabin, hoping for it to blow over...
Keicoe Grove •
The fae live in those woods, they said. And night fell, and lost you still were, when the sounds began. Were it not for tracks of upright creatures on paws, you might think the cries were from animals. The fire was there when you awoke. You are not alone... The colorful lights fill the forest, twinkling like fireflies, and something flits around your campsite, eyeshines just as big and bright.
The Big Black Engine •
The black engine never stopped and will never have enough... it needs no sleep. We all are part of a big unknown machine - society is a factory of truth - where is the core? The institutions are the hardware of a nation, the ideology is the software, and the law is the glue between. Who will change the hardware? Who will care for the software? Get out of this machine or change it...
Analogic Landscape •
Analogic Landscape where Rain mixes itself with Vintage Sounds
Dawn By The Streams •
Rubbing your eyes as you awaken high up in the clouds where the magic streams congregate. Mesmerized by the sounds of mother earth as the nocturnal animals of the mountains slowly fade away for another spin around the sun.
Forest Rain •
Inspired by the sound of the rain falling in the New Zealand bush.
A Cargo Full Of Emptiness •
A Cargo Full of Emptiness to travel around the seas of Rest.
Onboard a C-130 Hercules packed with cargo... you signed for it and you're in charge. The chilly air seeps through the flight suit as you walk around the pallets making sure all is safe and secure fore and aft. The aircrew just brewed a pot of coffee and it time for a hot cup or two... Make sure to start the animation and after a minute your ears will feel like they're going to pop.
Wet Stagger Down The Eightfold Path •
A Metaphorical Journey to enlightenment, representing the stormy, calm, repetitive, unexpected, disappointed, inspired, tiring and exciting pieces of life that make up each of our stories and paths we take to get there. This one is a wet, bewildered stormy path that you can here familiarity and calm in the distance as you arrive in the arms of sleep. Tomorrow your journey continues!!!
Mystical Forest •
Surround yourself in a surreal, magical environment that will immediately transport you away from the stresses of life. The generator contains deep male choir hums, airy female vocals, and a variety of pleasant ambient nature sounds to solidify a strong, mystical feeling place.
Christmas Air •
The chimes, chants, and gentle bonfire of Christmas. Soft falling snow meets a sparkling white blanket covering treetops and houses. Kids laugh and play, ice skating and snowmen building. Magic is in the air~
Jungle Strike •
You're far, far away from home in a very dangerous place. But you're not here for holidays, you're here to infiltrate the enemy's line from behind. Close your eyes and listen to the rain, the bugs and the gunshots.
Perfect for setting a fictional ambient for writing bellic novels or playing wargames.
Drops are falling into a strange situation.
Babble Birds •
Chirping people and talking birds in a relax surrounding. Great to fill the quiet space while working at home!
Star Dust •
Imagine you are a cloud of space dust travelling through the infinite cosmos. What weird and wonderful discoveries lie in wait as you travel between galaxies?
Piano Onboard •
It's four in the morning on the cruise ship, passing through the shoals on way back to port. Seems like you're the only one awake onboard. On the top deck bar you sit down at the piano and let the rhythm of the waves guide your fingers over the keys. To fully appreciate this version, animate but leave the mode and speed in default then set the key to F# and lower the speed with one click.
You are indoors during a thunderstorm, working quietly on a project as rain patters on the windows and music plays softly in the background. For all the chaos outside, you are safe here - warm, dry, and lost in your own little world.
Maddening Whispers •
The voices--what are they saying? If you concentrate you think you can make out individual words, but as your understanding of the hidden message sharpens, your understanding of petty things like morality begins to fall away...
The Storm of Apollyon •
It was the last storm on earth to be named--not because it was so bad, but because there's no one left to name anything.
Sound of Snow •
All other sounds are dampened by the snow, and the silence sinks. In that silence, the sounds of you and your friends polding thru the snow, feels quite loud in comparison.
RPG Forest Ritual •
I love the spooky feeling this combo gives me! Creepy voices, footsteps, fire, and thunder!
Living On A Dirt Road •
Sitting on the porch of the old farmhouse on a warm summer evening. You brought out a couple of cold ones from the fridge and the radio, but while you were fiddling with the dial you stopped and listened to the sounds around you that make this place your quiet and peaceful home... Keep the volume low and let your ears relax to the soundscape.
Gloria Dei •
You pause outside the monastery chapel, listening to the monks perform the evening office.
Humming, chanting, and singing you gently to sleep.
Flight Of A Crying Dragon •
Flight of a Crying Dragon over his ancient family's valley.
Rainy Car Trip •
You're the passenger on a long car trip. It starts to rain. There's a rumble of thunder in the distance. Good thing you're not driving. You can just close your eyes and listen.
RPG Duel •
Two armies clash in the valley, while their generals face each other for a final time upon the mountain. A lone musician is witness and soundtrack to their battle.
Victorian Cemetery •
It's autumn. It's night. It's foggy. Over the wall of the cemetery there are carriages going back and forth, but here, you are alone with the dead and your own thoughts.
Tinnitus blocker. Hope it helps.
Embrace The Night •
Close your eyes and be transported to a tranquil night walk. A light breeze brushes your face while the many sounds of night rise in symphony to the starry sky. Who knew night in the country could be so immersive? (Play around with the sliders to choose a spot closer to the loon lake, or in a quiet garden)
Ceremony Facing The Sea •
A ritual ceremony in front of the sea, at the sunset, on a distant island...
Desert Longing •
A long walk to the tents of your people. Their voices are carried to you on the wind, the same wind that brings sand to your face. It has been a long journey. You wish for the comfort of your tent and the laughter of your family. And yet, almost home, the desert solitude calls you again, knowing that the songs of your people are in your blood and bone.
Aquatic Laboratory •
Deep in the ocean, or near the stormy surface the low hum of your ship purrs along with the sounds of water.
Hurricane Party •
Despite all warnings you and your friends decided to stay at the beach house and ride out the storm...foolish people. Make sure to animate... deep mode works great.
The Shire •
Close your eyes and be transported to the Shire; you sit on the garden bench outside your hobbit hole. You see hobbit homes dotting the landscape, large fields of wildflowers, hobbit children playing beneath a tree, bees gathering honey. It all blends into a calming lull... (Turn up the plum slider for music or play around with sliders to create the Shire at dusk)
Noise Blocker •
A mix of water, rain, and forest ambiance to block out unwanted noise.
Nightime Tribal Ritual •
Close your eyes and be transported to a tribal village in the African plains. Flames leap into the night sky from the massive bonfire surrounded by drums being beaten by native villagers. You have never heard anything like it...
Sunset In Burjai •
Close your eyes and be transported to a rooftop parapet looking out over a small desert city. Peddlers are packing up to go home in the street below you as the sun begins to set over the desert dunes. (Play around with the diverse range of sliders and tune the city to your liking)
A space between India and dark storytelling.
Japanese Festival •
Wandering around a festival. Listening to the sounds of pilgrims, fireworks and the shrine.
Fatal Error •
This is like as if an Android has been damaged or corrupted.
Rainy Voyage •
You escape to finally have your time alone, when you see dark clouds rolling. You frantically try to head back to shore but you can't because the waves are pushing you away from land. You make one decision. You wait the storm out and try to get rescued.
Explorer's Camp •
You are exploring a tropical rainforest at dusk; you have just lit your campfire and now you lay back, absorbing the incredible atmosphere you could never find back at home.
Radio Alternative Zen •
Shortwaves Radio Transmission for a distant-from-self Zen Meditation
Nunc Stans •
Another endless journey among the skerries in a little boat. Seagulls hovering above.
Rainy Car Ride •
Lying in the back seat, you stare out the window. The rain hits, then smears along the glass. It's only another fourty-five minutes until you get home. As you close your eyes, you feel as if this car ride could last an eternity; there would be nothing wrong with that at all.
Prometeus is a titan friend of humanity and progress: he steals fire from the gods to give it to men and suffers the punishment of Zeus who chains him to a cliff on the edge of the world.
Chillin' with Weasley •
Mr. P. Tone chillin' with his cat by the fire during a rainstorm.
Fog of War •
Ominous echoes in the darkness reveal what the eye cannot see: the war of the ages has come, and light has fled from the earth. Even the dead have scattered from their graves in search of the warmth of the earth, but only cold wasteland remains. There is nothing that comes after this. Nothing.
Drifting between black holes and dark matter lies the place starlight goes to die.
Winter Forest •
You retreat from the chaotic world and escape into a frosty forest, where your busy mind is soothed by the crackling of ice, the soft sounds of hail and snow, the flowing of frosty rivers and the twittering of the few birds brave enough to brave the frost...
An Evening on Storm Lake •
Imagine camping by a calm mountain lake one summer evening and a soft storm rolls in one evening. Cozy inside your tent you let the sound of the rain on your tent, accompanied by the soft crooning of the frogs and the mournful call of a loon lull you into a state of relaxation.
Cozy Company •
It's raining, you're curled up by the fire with your cat, a friend snoozes next to you, and something good is cooking in the other room...
Infinite Cavern •
Waiting for rebirth.
Houston To Venice •
A hypothetical journey from Texas to Italy, getting lost in self-forgetfulness.
Arabian Shift •
An Arabic Shift over an Unparallel Mind.
Night Is Coming •
A collection of some of the relaxing sounds I've turned to time and again. :) Rain, thunder, cicadas, and frogs...
Fight On The Shore •
A confrontation on the stony shore; a storm draws in, but neither combatant minds.
Forest Temple •
The wind rushes through the trees. Windchimes dance and clank. In the distance, someone plays the flute.
Darkest Dungeon •
As scary as it gets. (Turn off the lights)
The Last Chance •
Two Kings in the battle. The defending King lost a last mans squad. Everything is on fire. Nothing is left. It's over. Suddenly the allies will arrive to help. And Now, We have The last Chance.
If you make your own, have the noise you select at a curtain volume first.
Menacing Forest •
You've crashed in a forest on another planet. You're scrambling to repair your ship, swatting the obnoxious insects and hoping the rain doesn't get any harder. But as you work, you gradually become aware of eerie sounds around you. Some of them are getting closer...
Cramond Island •
You're on Eilean Chathair Amain. It's night, and you can't get off, as you were surprised by the quickly rising tide that flooded the walkway that would otherwise have led you over the Drum Sands, back to land. There is no reason at all to be afraid, and the only thing you need to do is enjoy the salty winds from the Firth of Forth and explore the bunkers that testify of its turbulent past...
Moonbeam Bay •
You find yourself gazing upon the secluded beach of Moonbeam Bay. A warm midnight breeze nudges the make-shift windchimes hanging from the roof of your beach shack into a relaxing melody. As your hammock rocks effortlessly in the breeze, you drift deeper and deeper into this relaxing and peaceful place. After a short time, you fall into a deep and restful slumber.
Delightfully Out There •
I imagine a tribal space colony of bursting with extra-terrestrial life. Odd shaped denizens going about their day. Unusual beasts and perplexing plants on an off colored landscape. Multiple moons are in view and there are two suns. Maybe we will discover something like it one day. ~Novi
Something In The Deep •
You have gone overboard in the dark of night, and fallen into the ocean. Your eyes are hardly of use but you can reach out with your ears... and there is something in the deep.
In The Galaxy Outside •
At each breath you realize the journey began. Where it will lead you? Your imagination will tell...
Tavern by the Sea •
The gentle lull of the sea rolls beneath your feet and becomes a dim percussion to the constant chatter of people in the tavern. The bards in the corner play a quiet and sad song that meanders through the patrons and out into the ocean-swept shores beyond. Occasionally, your feet feel the creak of the old, re-purposed wooden planks and the squeak of retired masts that now act as support beams...
Something Else •
A spiritual battle takes place. They sing their song to protect your body from harm as you go to another plane to protect your home from a greater threat.
Rain in the City •
After a warm and humid day you are sitting on the porch. While the first raindrops fall on the roof you listen to the thunder rolling in. Everyone is hurrying home to stay dry except that one crazy neighbour that is still mowing the lawn.
Rainy Restaurant •
You sit in a corner of a restaurant near the outside. A storm's on the way, but no one seems to mind. A man idly fiddles with the keys of a piano. The wind of the storm blows the chimes outside. People still go about their day, heading in and out. This is the peace of every day life.
You're sitting in your room, crying. Suddenly, you see your best friend, Tom, asking if you could play a game. You shake your head, saying that your computer broke down, and to stop asking. Tom says alright, then walks out of your room. You try and follow him, but he disappeared. You try to remember why this happens so much, but all you respond with is "Sc...nia." You can't remember what it means.
You're standing sentinel at the top of a tower on a lonely island coast. It's deep night and the spring rains have come; you keep the lights up and the lines open, waiting for the change of watch.
Now Floating... •
You've just completed a tough mission, losing most of what you had but saving the future of your squad. Now, you grab a shuteye in the cot of your spaceship as it hurtles towards your next destination through the vastness of space at faster-than-light speed. Your eyes are closed, but your mind is hardly quiet...
Racing Game •
You're excited to finally boot up the newest GT Racing game in your favourite franchise. You open the game and are greeted with this title screen.
Alpine Meadow •
You're on an Alpine Meadow somewhere on a mountain in Austria, lying in the grass near a mountain spring while the cows wander around you munching on some grass.
Undersea Voyager •
Exploring the sea, uncovering its mysteries.
Interstellar Spacecraft •
Picture yourself under the stars, lying in the clear-domed meditation room aboard an interstellar spacecraft.