Phoenix Point by JohnBroomhallMusic published on 2019-11-12T18:35:38Z Mountain View Recording Studios, Switzerland October 2046 To whom it may concern, Barring some miracle, this body of work will be my last. I cannot face descending the mountain again after what we saw. I’d rather fade away alone here, apparently unnoticed in these soundproof rooms, than face the terrors below. Not that I can ever escape the indelible images seared onto my memory. We came here to record in great measure because of the incredible elevation providing truly stunning and inspiring views for miles around across the city and surrounding countryside. But now that vista is marred and corrupted beyond any expectation or recognition. Desolation is all around. No more city lights, no more sunshine. Occasionally there are still interlunar displays of wonder in the skies but it’s a dread wonder. Mostly each of these last days is full of ever encroaching despair and an irresistible descent into darkness. The brooding on what is beyond us. The continual distant threat and sense of unwelcome presence; the tormenting thoughts of what might have been. Holed up here at my wit’s end, how could I express myself any other way than through music, futile though it may be; what else to do during this lonely vigil… So here is my overture to the end of things I hope expressing the interminable waiting, the continually unresolved (harmonic) tension; my profound unease, longing, regret, and sense of foreboding; the feeling that things are incrementally, chromatically and inexorably descending and sliding downwards. Will anyone ever hear this music? I doubt it. If they do, perhaps it might communicate in the best way I know how the unspoken sorrows, trauma and gradual extinguishing of hope that so many of us here experienced after the trouble came. Yes, there were others. But believing blindly and foolishly we could somehow escape, the studio engineering staff’s mental anguish and desperation drove them into the arms of their own destruction. I can’t really remember how I made it back. I’m amazed I lasted this long but with rapidly dwindling resources, I now know the end is near. This suite of music pieces is my final offering for a world I once knew. I’ve run my course. There will be no encore. John Broomhall, Composer & Musician Mountain View Recording Studios, Switzerland October 2046 Postscript I can feel it getting closer – their horrifying presence moving in on me, moving into me. This mental invasion must surely signal the end. I’ve been in the control room playing my recordings on repeat for three days and something so deeply weird is happening. As the evil encroaches my recordings are being affected. How can this be? My music is starting to morph and mutate – like it's being sonically undermined, subverted, slightly mangled. And I hear new sounds – sickening sounds. Just like the ruined landscape around me, the artefacts of meaning and humanity I tried to leave as a heartfelt creative legacy are now marred, degraded and decaying and there’s nothing I can do to stop it. I had hoped for a peaceful passing. But now their noises are in my head. John Broomhall, Composer & Musician Genre Soundtrack Contains tracks 01 ThemeAndDescent by JohnBroomhallMusic published on 2019-11-24T14:11:05Z 02 Walk In Dread - Ingame Pulse & Mood Layer Demo by JohnBroomhallMusic published on 2019-11-12T18:30:10Z 03 Futureproofing by JohnBroomhallMusic published on 2019-11-24T14:10:36Z 04 Mission Creep - Ingame Pulse & Mood Layer Demo by JohnBroomhallMusic published on 2019-11-12T18:30:03Z 05 Survival by JohnBroomhallMusic published on 2019-11-24T14:11:25Z
02 Walk In Dread - Ingame Pulse & Mood Layer Demo by JohnBroomhallMusic published on 2019-11-12T18:30:10Z
04 Mission Creep - Ingame Pulse & Mood Layer Demo by JohnBroomhallMusic published on 2019-11-12T18:30:03Z
