Cold Survival Music

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"In this mix my brother Martin helped me with this video he recorded in the North of Sweden as the snow falls heavy on an approaching night.

With this 1 hour ambient mix I focus on building a survival narrative with some mysterious deviations midway. I've played a bunch of survival games, I even made the soundtrack to one on PC called Rust. I wanted to capture the feeling of those games, and books/films that deal with the cold winter being the antagonist. I hope you enjoy this mix, it was a lot of fun exploring these concepts

- Simon"

►Tracklist
00:00 Sabled Sun - The Outer Zone

02:08 SiJ & Textere Oris - First Snow

10:54 Mount Shrine - Lifeless Indoors

23:50 Dead Melodies - The Collector's Harvest

30:12 Ugasanie - My Mother-Beast

35:35 Ugasanie - Endless Winter

40:07 Ugasanie - Shores of Antarctica

48:27 Sabled Sun - Discarded Children

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Yes I love listening to this music when i'm lost in Siberia and the frostbite sets in

TheCivildecay
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When it's only november and your heating bill is already above your budget

DialTransmition
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This would be a great soundtrack for a horror survival video game set in some Taiga region, or somewhere north of the artic circle where you have limited number of days of sunlight to prepare for 6 months of darkness and all the things that come out then.

Endymion
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Reading At the Mountains of Madness with this playing, good shit.

littlebighead
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I love winter. Dying of cold sounds less bad than most deaths.

rainyleaf
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Driving through falling snow all by my lonesome while playing this. Decided to pull over for a bit and enjoy the incredible life-immersion.

davecrupel
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There's nothing more thrilling than the freezing darkness . . .

CasualPoster
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ive been in the exact scene as this thumbnail, shinning a light into a forest i was in with snow coming down around me. That gaping darkness felt like a maw waiting to swallow me up.

obscure
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The background reminds me of playing in the woods after school in the winter. The backyard light lighting up the first layer of trees

OrderRealm
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“Stay... Don’t Leave... Stay... Don’t Leave Don’t Leave.” Good Lord.

NMEE
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This music is chilly and haunting, but also snug and comforting. Confusingly well done.

allahcc
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Many things are clearer and deeper in a cold weather. Even when I'm fed up with winter and wait for spring to return, I know I would feel bad to live in a place where there is no cold season. I would miss this "breathing".

Nice music, and great picture as well. The darkness behind theses fir trees is such a veil of mystery...

matthieusavary
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Perfect for Skyrim or The Long Dark, but especially good for long walks in the snow.

EverythingisGoodieBud
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always scares the crap out of me when a long ambient mix suddenly has voices (; ⁰д⁰)

cr
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wow. as a northerner from Siberia I already have a lot of good feels about this from the beginning

lidrens
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I live in Michigan here, in a very rural wooded area. This music is perfect at night in the pitch black snowy woods, with only the clear sky full of stars.

ShellShockC
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The next time I'm trying to survive out in the cold I'll not be caught unprepared! I'll have this music to get me through...

solaris_
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Currently writing a short horror story where a man decides to follow a path of a single person's footprints in the middle of the woods. So this definitely helps to listen to while I write, much appreciated!

BigDLiquor
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When you´re in survival state, other than what you might think of it, there is no great discomfort; no great pain to torture your mind, no cold to freeze your organs and your fingers, no fear to drive you crazy and kill you from within...
don´t get me wrong; you´d have every reason to feel those things. But you do not. In survival state there is nothing but the present moment; the rush of adrenaline flooding your veins like fire, the clear mind, focused on just that one destination. No thoughts to distract you, no surroundings to intimidate you. They may be there but you don´t sense them. Because you´re in hyperfocus, in reptilian mode, in the animalistic side of your psyche. There is no fear, just a choice; to live or die, that is your task.
In this moment you are not living; you´re just surviving.

agentmysterian
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As he trudged through the snow.. his emotions were like the feeling of the freezing atmosphere around him.
He somehow found a twisted comfort within that.
Sometimes he needed to escape to the extremities to be reminded of what was real and what wasn't in a world that sold and presented so many lies.
His need for truth was growing stronger by the day because he was disinheartened by all that he saw and heard.
Why was it so hard to find genuiness.. simple factual undressed conversation.
They liked to wrap their words with pretty sparkly bows as if wrapping a present.. and it made him feel sick to the stomach.
He wasn't seeking revenge, he was seeking reality in an unreal world.
He could feel the emotions begin to stir within and disgusted at himself that times he fallen into the trap of acceptance by people who he didn't even respect.
Not really when all was said and done. He became everything he despised and that tainting affectected him deeply.
His own emotions were rising up and he suddenly fell to his knees, head in his hands as if bowing to the night sky.. in a huddled position.. his body began to shake and tremble as he allowed his emotions to be released in a deep, sobbing broken cry.
He began to pound the snow with his fist.. angrily.. each time he did something with inside himself broke.. lifting his head an almighty long roar escaped from his mouth though in actual fact much deeper within.. echoing in the night sky.. he roared deeply until he was unable to physically kneel any longer, collapsing face down in the snow.
His face turned to the side.. allowing him to breathe..
Taking deep breaths and feeling his heart beat against the snowy ground.. feeling emptied rather than empty.
Knowing from this moment forth he wasn't going to be the same person he was before.. he didn't know how to explain it but a change had just taken place.. rolling into his back.. he looked up at the night sky.. it was so clear.. all the stars shining with their own glory.. as he thought how simple it was for them.. to just be.
Not having to feel or think human emotions or thoughts.
This was the closest he had felt to that .. to just be.. no distractions, no interference, no lies.
The snow didn't lie as it soaked through his clothing.. feeling the cold and wetness of its breaking down as his body lay upon it..
The sky wasn't trying to pretend it was a tree or the sun. It just was.. looking at the expanse of the sky was mind-blowing.. and that's only what his own eyes could take in.. the stars that spattered across the cross the sky.. he wondered how many lives they had looked upon over history.. some appeared larger than others, yet no less impressive.. they didn't complain about their size, they just were being what they were made to be. They weren't trying to change themselves to impress or conform to the other stars.. yet surely over all the years of existence change must have taken place even within them.
He listened to the sounds carrying upon the wind as if bringing a message to him..
He thought about the mystery of that.. he couldn't see the wind itself yet the things that danced or floated upon the wind were visible for him to see.. how far could a single item really travel upon the wind.. he enjoyed thinking about things like that.. it seemed to be such a freedom unknown to man.. they can create machines to assist flight.. but to actually float like a feather or leaf bouncing and weaving about.. highs and lows.. ins and outs, being able to turn at any time and roll with no pressure points on the body.
When he thought about these things he could almost feel the freedom within that but to speak it out verbally sounded much harsher than how he thought it.. so he kept such thoughts to himself.
It frustrated him at times trying to express the feelings not just the thoughts because as thoughts alone while interesting didn't have the same meaning.
Once again reminded just how much he is affected around those who don't understand in a negative way and doesn't enjoy who he is as that person.
Changes are definitely coming and he knows this is only the very start.
He knew it would be a cold day in hell before he allowed those lying sluts to force him to become someone he wasn't. He wasn't ashamed of himself he felt no need to lie about his life.. but many did live within shame.. not he.. he refused because so many were only able to see things from their own perspective.. narrow minded and controlling.
He had fought hard against that..
Who did they think they were.
Noone had the right to force him to become someone he wasn't.
He was open minded to new ideas.. but he chose what worked for him.. he could be very reasonable.. but when pushed and feeling controlled by those he couldn't even respect any longer.. that was a different story.

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