Тонкое | Tonkoe by Тихий

Winter has always felt cosmic to me. A world covered in snow turns into another planet, distant and unknown, and I become its first explorer. Music comes the same way—unexpectedly, without patterns or rules, as if it emerges from silence itself. You just have to listen, be attentive, and catch the invisible streams.

This album was recorded in a single day. Time flowed unnoticed, immersing me in a meditative state. Everything you hear is pure improvisation: an old synthesizer, effect pedals, and a feeling of complete unity with sound.

Within these sounds lies the atmosphere of films that were never made. Like the music of Eduard Artemyev for an unwritten Tarkovsky film about winter. Like the silence of a snow-covered forest and the gentle howl of the wind in a cold night. Like an evening in the countryside, a sauna, a starry sky, and a sense of solitude with something vast and distant.

Winter returns again, like an old friend, bringing peace. Its music lives in the soft rustling of snow, in the chime of icicles, in the crackling of firewood in the stove. It’s a slow, profound melody that awakens memories, warms the soul, and carries you somewhere unknown.