Ninth Desert — Zone

Zone’s take on ambience submerges the listener in an strange  aquatic and uneasy world  where you visit 7  sound rooms with in a vast creaking and slowly flooding asylum- the rooms a-swim with patience battened and bloody possessions, yellowed photos and their clinical records.

Each track opens slowly bobbing into audio view like bloated decaying corpse seen from a distant, building the uneasy and dread slowly but surely- at first causing Goosebumps then deep shudders of sonic fear. The tracks are built around muffled, echoed and soured tones that can’t easily be defined as coming from one source. Mixing together melting and greyed children’s music box unfold,  haunting death horn like calls, bent eerier harmonic textures, creaking/settling abounded building drones, or grey expanse of  echoing off downdark tunnels dread. The vibe with-in is pungent with decay, insanity and fear- for it’s full effect and maximum uneasy this needs to be to let unfold over you in a quiet and  darkening  space so your mind is allowed to float free like a decaying flesh boat off into zone’s underground sound river.

Ambience primed for fearful daydreams, paranoid comedowns or just when you really have the need to submerge your self in dank creepiness.