Drift Signal by Communion of the Desolate

Liner Notes — Communion of the Desolate


This hour-long composition is less a track than a vessel — a slowly moving relic adrift on a gray horizon. Waves of dark ambient swell like currents in a drowned cathedral, while dub techno pulses beneath like the heartbeat of some ancient machine, corroded and half-forgotten. Recorded in fragments, between storms both external and internal, these sounds emerge as transmissions from a sunken archive, blurred by static, pocked by decay.

The imagery of the album — a blurred, unfocused abyss over nothingness is not merely visual. It is reflective: a mirror of our own condition, stranded between ruin and revelation, haunted by the things we cannot reclaim.

This work is offered as a rite of abandonment. A liturgy for derelict vessels, for machines that no longer serve, for lives and memories claimed by tides. It is not a celebration, but a communion — with the desolate, the forsaken, and the silence that swallows us all.

Let the currents pull you. Listen as one might to the sea inside a shell, and hear what remains when all else has been claimed by the abyss.