Lunar Rhythms: 1 Hour of Ethereal Banjo Vibrations

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  • Опубліковано 27 сер 2023
  • "Lunar Rhythms" Cosmic spacefolk banjo for gaming, relaxing, dreaming.
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    Immerse yourself in the mesmerizing tones of "Lunar Rhythms," a celestial soundscape where the rustic charm of the banjo meets the enigmatic beauty of the moonlit cosmos. These ethereal banjo vibrations evoke the gentle pull of moonbeams, guiding listeners through a tranquil journey across the night sky.
    Lose yourself in the cosmic dance of stars and strings, and let "Lunar Rhythms" be your soundtrack to introspection and imagination.
    Music recorded and produced by Greg Gibson
    Visual art created using AI
    #spacebanjo #spacefolk #ambientmusic #sleepmusic

КОМЕНТАРІ • 336

  • @JohnyJumpStreet

    "As a child, I considered such unknowns sinister. Now, though, I understand they bear no ill will. The universe is, and we are." -Outer Wilds

  • @kitmalocchio8342

    People give a lot of flack to algorithms (often deservedly so) but sometimes it asks you a question like, "Wanna hear some Banjo music from Space?" and I really appreciate that. 🚀

  • @retroprowrestling

    When a video has a title like "1 Hour of Ethereal Banjo Vibrations" you don't ask questions. You just click and listen.

  • @AppalachiaAmbience

    Well, butter my space biscuits! Who knew a banjo could make the stars twinkle even brighter?

  • @RockSplitter

    I was born in a little system called Theta Reticuli. Daddy worked on an H3 hauler to provide for Ma and me. Never saw him much, but we never went hungry neither.”

  • @T4gProd
    @T4gProd  +22

    I have a week old baby. She absolutely loves this. Sometimes she just cries and cries and there is nothing to be done. After some trials, I found this channel. I put this on and walk around the room with her. It seems to calm her down. I've also sung to her a lot. That also works, but my throat is getting sore so it's nice to get help from UA-cam.

  • @crazyquilt

    Only thing this lacks is a round of, "The Hero of Canton." Stay shiny.

  • @missZoey5387

    Folks often said space was the final frontier. Now, more than ever, I feel the truth of that statement. Out there, with no help around for millions of miles in all directions, all you can rely on is yourself and the folks nearest to you. So long as you're assuming they ain't pirates of course. Anyhow, I'm out here in the wild black yonder with a crew, hunting for ores and minerals; hoping to make some money. We find ourselves on a rock that has an atmosphere, but can't be breathed in. Despite that, the nights here are so lovely that we can't help but set up a little fire outside our base. We sit in our suits around the fire, pretending to be like desert campers back on Old Earth. Mathias, that old miner who swears up and down his ancient ancestors were mountain folks in some place called Appalachia, strings up a old banjo. Its a old family heirloom, or so he says. Either way, he sure knows how to play that thing.

  • @Fragolux
    @Fragolux  +77

    Space bluegrass is a genre I never knew I knew I needed.

  • @kelliemishmish

    Lunar banjo exists in a space between banjo and oud and I'm here for it

  • @dmfalk
    @dmfalk  +12

    Hitchhiking the galaxy one last time........ ❤

  • @evanlucas8914

    I'm an avid hiker and photographer in the Appalachia region of the US. This music fits so well with how I feel about these forested mountains. They're places of quiet contemplation. An oasis of serenity in an ever noiser world. Though bathed in shade, the shadow is never menacing. And when you find a particularly dark night, you should look up because you will see the stars shining; more bright and numerous than you ever thought possible. You will simultaneously feel small and yet at peace with where you are in the universe.

  • @marvtheandroid

    Heavy "Outer Wilds" vibes. I love it

  • @alexanderszewc9448

    Met an old wanderer once. Says he forgot his name a few planets back, and why he was wandering, but to him it didn't matter.

  • @Shamiynlover1

    It's a long road out here, on this astral trail.

  • @agoge08
    @agoge08  +46

    Sitting by a fire in my backyard drinking some terrific bourbon under the stars on an Autumn night listening to this...absofuckinluteley awesome ...🔥🤘🤙

  • @fitz8923
    @fitz8923  +129

    My DND players are currently in a quasi western fantasy desert area. The banjo ethereal videos from this channel have done me a great service. This is the "nighttime" track. I have another This channel makes saved for regular daytime activities. Thank a million, space cowboy.

  • @MountainJohn

    outerwilds. I learned that song, bought a banjo at 15 and began playing in the remote spot in alaska that felt like the moon witha couple pines.

  • @supersloth1128

    One thumbs up is not sufficient. I actually snorted out loud when this came across my screen but with a title like that how can you NOT click and daaaang. This is one of those “I remember where I was and what I was doing” moments when I first heard these amazing sounds. Completely mind blowing. Finding something like this makes you feel like you understand the meaning of sentient life. My eardrums thank you for the blessing

  • @chefswamprat5118

    As the harvesting unit began it's haul back to it's charging station under the massive transparent dome that housed a sugar cane field, a figure clad in farming attire strolled the machine shed casually strumming a banjo, the ancient musical instrument synonymous with the pioneer spirit that brought the farmer here, he marvelled at the lunar landscape beyond the dome. Two hundred years since his species set foot on the once barren satellite, now lush with the progress of agriculture. His species of sugar cane was specifically modified to grow and be harvested in one Lunar cycle, the last harvest hopefully being enough to reset the field and grow again. A device in his pocket chirped to life with a single message, "Payment received. Congratulations on your second successful year!" As the farmer looked at the amount his heart swelled with a large sense of accomplishment. A quarter of a million credits! More than enough to plant again, upgrade the life support systems and send his two daughters to the best school on Earth's only natural satellite. In celebration he took a swig from the flask given to him by his wife on their first anniversary. "We made it, My Love. Keep us going, if you have any pull up there." He took another swig from the flask after toasting the stars and his lost love, gone too soon. "We made it."