This is a new installment in a series of music compilations at The Chronofile called Sounds for Flying. You can find all of the volumes here.
Unfortunately, also, this will be the final installment in this particular round of Sounds for Flying mixes. This isn’t to say they’re gone forever, but there probably won’t be another download for a few months. Other side projects call, and lets face it, I can’t churn out the nasty space jams forever.
Sounds for Flying will return in a few months with an entire new series, and an entirely new concept. Four-part suite for each faction, anyone? Look forward to it.
For now, I leave you with a slightly tongue-in-cheek, but seriously head-nodding mix I’ve wanted to do from the start. Without further adieu:
Download Sounds for Flying Vol. 6: SpacePop Suite.
…Because even New Eden has to party like it’s 1999.
This is a new installment in a series of music compilations at The Chronofile called Sounds for Flying. You can find all of the volumes here.
Download Sounds for Flying Vol. 5: Cyberpunk Suite.
(One note on this mix: It’s somewhat aggressive and very cerebral music, meaning, it’s not the easiest for passive listening. But it’s that much more rewarding if you do let it into your head. Enjoy.)
The feeling you get the first time you plug in to the network is simultaneously the most insignificant and monumentally god-like you’ll ever feel. You are at once but a cell in the bloodstream of information connecting every capsuleer, and a neurological mainframe ready to access any spark of information at the mere thought of it.
There are the majority of capsuleers doing their part in the bloodstream of intelligence, contributing complacently to the benefit of the megacorporations, never to disrupt the flow. And then there’s the others of us—those that wield cybernetic information like a fighter wields turrets.
We are the hackers, code breakers, analyzers, and decryptors. We’re the binary shadow in your darkest corners, and we’re here to take your mind.
This is a new installment in a series of music compilations at The Chronofile called Sounds for Flying. You can find all of the volumes here.
Download Sounds for Flying Vol. 4: War Suite.
The Drums of War. The thunder of weaponry that sends ripples across the souls of the galaxy. The battle cry that calls the demigods of the skies to demonstrate their true power over common beings. Such is the conflict for sovereignty over worlds.
The percussive drive of the Minmatar runs blood through the fleets. The triumphant horns of the Caldari strike pride into their numbers. The throaty, droning chant of the Amarr rattle the core of their enemies. And the lamenting voice of the Gallente, a singular melody crying for peace in a universe that knows not the word.
All fates are decided here, in the chorus of war.
This is a new installment in a series of music compilations at The Chronofile called Sounds for Flying. You can find all of the volumes here.
Download Sounds for Flying Vol. 3: Stationside Suite.
Planet dwellers imagine space stations as a beacon of the achievement of man, each a manifestation of all the wealth and artistry one could imagine. Glittering cities in the sky. We capsuleers know better, though.
If the blackness of space is dark, then most station-life doesn’t register on the prism. It’s existence in a dim-lit haze, colored only by neon signs and erotic night-life. After all, what more is a capsuleer to do in their meat bodies than enjoy the few luxuries flesh has to offer.
A trip down an alleyway to escape the market crowds may pass you by the muffled rhythms of a Gallentean all-hours dance house, or in the palms of a black market profiteer. Boosters, beats…you can find it all stationside.
The cities in the sky are definitely no glittering beacons. And you know what? We wouldn’t have it any other way.
This is a new installment in a series of music compilations at The Chronofile called Sounds for Flying. You can find all of the volumes here.
Download Sounds for Flying Vol. 2: Western Suite.
The outer rim of the ‘verse is freedom. It’s a frontier waiting to be explored. Untapped space waiting to be claimed. Unimaginable riches waiting to fill a prospector’s pockets. And the very reason empire dwellers fear null sec to their core is the same reason the rest know it as the only way to live: no Law.
This isn’t a story about the greater Alliances and their wars. This is a story about other side of 0.0: the wandering pilot looking for an upper hand in a desert landscape. It’s you and your boat, a few bullets to your name, and a gang of bandits on the other side of that jump-gate. You’re a gunslinger on a horse, in search of a little serenity.
Welcome to the wild west, space cowboy.
Welcome to a new series at The Chronofile: Sounds for Flying. A major part of gameplay for me is having the right music for the situation at hand. It seems purely a cosmetic decision, but I find it brings more immersion to the universe I can’t get enough of. It enhances the experience.
I spend a lot of time making sound mixes to fly to, so I figured why not share them? This will be a series of audio mixes I’ve assemble of found sounds & music that I will continue to release occasionally. Each volume will have a new theme, and new artwork designed by yours truly.
The theme of Sounds for Flying Vol. 1: Exploration.
Download here or click the image below.
Nebulae. Solar wind currents. Collapsed relics of wars past dancing a ballet under the glare of the stars.
With probes as your hands reaching across the planetary system, your purpose is to document the unrecorded, salvage the abandoned, and be wary of the awoken. Each turn might be a prosperous discovery, or the end of the line.
These are the sounds of the unknown.
Side Note: I want to reiterate that this is not my music. However, I’m not going to release any track names as to 1) not draw attention to any copyright hounds, and 2) a little mystery keeps it immersive. Some of you may recognize a track here and there. If you need to know the track list or have a question about a particular song, email me.
