Ueda is a legit genius, and I don't go throwing that term around loosely..how he managed to weave an oriental motif into this dark arrangement is one example
"Still, for a moment Ada didn't move, tapping the muzzle of her Beretta absently against one long, stockinged leg. There were three bodies sprawled in the hallway; she couldn't stop staring at one of them, crumpled beneath a window counter halfway down the corridor. A woman in cutoff shorts and a halter, her legs crudely splayed, one arm cocked above her blood-soaked head. The other two were cops, no one she recognized, but the woman had been one of the people she'd talked to when she'd first made it to the station. Her name had been Stacy something-or-other, a nervous but strong-willed girl just out of her teens. _Stacy Kelso, that was it. She'd run into town to pick up some ice cream and had ended up caught in the takeover-yet in spite of her own predicament, she was more concerned about her parents and little brother, still at home. A conscientious girl. A good girl._ Why was she thinking about it? Stacy was dead, a ragged hole at her left temple, and Ada hadn't capped her; it wasn't like she had anything to feel personally responsible about. She'd come in on a job, and it wasn't her fault that Raccoon had gone nova... _Maybe it's not guilt,_ some part of her whispered. _Maybe you're just sorry she didn't make it. She was a person, after all, and now she's as dead as her parents and kid brother probably are..._ "Snap out of it," she said, softly but with an edge of irritation. She tore her gaze from the woman's pathetic form, fixing it instead on a broken ashtray at the end of the hall. Feeling bad about things she couldn't control wasn't her style, it wasn't how she'd gotten to the top of her trade-and considering how much Mr. Trent was putting up to retain her services, now wasn't the best time to be analyzing her empathy skills. People died, it was the way of the world, and if she'd learned anything in the course of her life it was that agonizing over _that_ particular truth was pointless." -excerpt from "Resident Evil: City of the Dead" by S.D. Perry
RE4R, RE7, RE2R and Village are some of my favourite Resident Evil soundtracks so I disagree but they definitely don't have the same vibe as anything pre-PS3
Village has the largest soundtrack on streaming sites and 7 is the longest OST video on my channel lol open.spotify.com/album/7AuoIiGc7LmgfiULW5uCtY?si=TXniipyjS-SPBseE5pmggw ua-cam.com/video/0Cem-4BhdQo/v-deo.htmlsi=UiWmFOV-vewCiee1
Ueda is a legit genius, and I don't go throwing that term around loosely..how he managed to weave an oriental motif into this dark arrangement is one example
Still one of my favorite osts from the original games
This theme kind of matches me because a lot of people don’t really get me and find me weird and this theme goes nicely with me as a person
"Still, for a moment Ada didn't move, tapping the muzzle of her Beretta absently against one long, stockinged leg. There were three bodies sprawled in the hallway; she couldn't stop staring at one of them, crumpled beneath a window counter halfway down the corridor. A woman in cutoff shorts and a halter, her legs crudely splayed, one arm cocked above her blood-soaked head. The other two were cops, no one she recognized, but the woman had been one of the people she'd talked to when she'd first made it to the station. Her name had been Stacy something-or-other, a nervous but strong-willed girl just out of her teens.
_Stacy Kelso, that was it. She'd run into town to pick up some ice cream and had ended up caught in the takeover-yet in spite of her own predicament, she was more concerned about her parents and little brother, still at home. A conscientious girl. A good girl._
Why was she thinking about it? Stacy was dead, a ragged hole at her left temple, and Ada hadn't capped her; it wasn't like she had anything to feel personally responsible about. She'd come in on a job, and it wasn't her fault that Raccoon had gone nova...
_Maybe it's not guilt,_ some part of her whispered.
_Maybe you're just sorry she didn't make it. She was a person, after all, and now she's as dead as her parents and kid brother probably are..._
"Snap out of it," she said, softly but with an edge of irritation. She tore her gaze from the woman's pathetic form, fixing it instead on a broken ashtray at the end of the hall. Feeling bad about things she couldn't control wasn't her style, it wasn't how she'd gotten to the top of her trade-and considering how much Mr. Trent was putting up to retain her services, now wasn't the best time to be analyzing her empathy skills. People died, it was the way of the world, and if she'd learned anything in the course of her life it was that agonizing over _that_ particular truth was pointless."
-excerpt from "Resident Evil: City of the Dead" by S.D. Perry
The new music in the more modern/remakes of Resident Evil is weak compared to the ones up to about RE6.
RE4R, RE7, RE2R and Village are some of my favourite Resident Evil soundtracks so I disagree but they definitely don't have the same vibe as anything pre-PS3
@@EtherealRE4 Bro what are you talking about, like 85% of those games there IS no music.
Village has the largest soundtrack on streaming sites and 7 is the longest OST video on my channel lol open.spotify.com/album/7AuoIiGc7LmgfiULW5uCtY?si=TXniipyjS-SPBseE5pmggw
ua-cam.com/video/0Cem-4BhdQo/v-deo.htmlsi=UiWmFOV-vewCiee1