Music... is a Subtle matter that speaks directly to the soul of man, feeling in a pure, almost tangible form, music is when words are no longer needed because its language is universal, music is when words are not so important, because they appear after. Appear by themselves, will be in rhymed lines, heal their own lives, inspire someone...
Her Majesty the Music never sounds sincere, as the soul of the Poet, which is why they are one.
Бэйс проект Death plays - занимается созданием электронной музыки, с металлической стружкой, брызгами кислоты, и тяжёлыми, как железобетонные сваи., партиями. [Так же мультиформатен]
Brostep, Complextro, Dubstep, Glitch Hop, Moombahcore.
Sorry for the English text. Hope for understanding.
I consider music an integral part of me. Attempts to create electronic music was performed at the beginning of zero years. The feel of the world like the pulsation of everything helps me to find a pair of standard solution. With all this, I consider myself still sailed from the shores into the ocean of possible options for the sound.
In whom you trust? In the God what looks at us from above? In a devil what waits for us in a bottom? Or you trust only in yourselves? Not trusting to that? And your faith dark chasm can has run low, and ahead only? If to trust there is nobody, remains only to hope for a case, or to start up all on самотёк... Without faith you anybody. The fear will gobble up you from within, as a worm. From depth of soul rhythms are pulled out, forcing to be stirred up and to believe...
Three-meter Hello! Stick something in the side of dark electro. Doing music since school, but only seriously began. There are ideas and time, left to buy a normal PC and a microphone, and then on an old stump not much to write...
Anton Emel'yanov aka Eir.
More than a dozen years. He studied the ancient giants monuskripty oldest world arena of electronic rhythm. He will immerse your mind in the world of fantasy and hard sound atmosphere, from that moment ceased to be a reality of importance!