Journey Through The Chakras: A Sonic Awakening You Didn’t Know You Needed
Let’s get one thing straight—when I first stumbled across Journey Through The Chakras by Arden Wilken & Jack Wilken, I wasn’t exactly in the market for some New Age electronica. But man, am I glad this album found me. Released back in 2002 under Censana Editores in sunny Spain, it’s like a warm hug for your soul with just enough edge to keep you awake. This isn’t background music; it’s more like someone handed you a map to your inner self and said, “Here, figure it out.”
The album dives deep into each chakra, but two tracks stuck with me like gum on a hot sidewalk: 2nd Chakra and 5th Chakra. Honestly, they’re so different from each other that it feels weird loving them both, but here we are.
2nd Chakra is all about flow, baby. It’s sultry, smooth, and kinda makes you wanna sway even if you’re sitting at your desk pretending to work. There’s this low hum running through it, almost like a heartbeat, and then these soft electronic pulses come in like whispers. It’s sensual without being over-the-top, which is rare. I remember closing my eyes while listening and feeling this weird warmth in my hips—it was unsettling but also… freeing? Like, oh yeah, I forgot I had a body. Thanks, Wilkens.
Then there’s 5th Chakra, which hits completely differently. If 2nd Chakra is liquid silk, this one’s sharp crystal. It’s bright, almost jarring at first, with these high-pitched tones that feel like they’re cutting right through your brain fog. And honestly? That’s what I needed. It felt like someone took a broom and swept out all the cluttered thoughts I’d been hoarding. By the end of the track, I could breathe again. Not sure if that’s because of the music or because I started crying halfway through (oops).
What gets me about this whole album is how unapologetically niche it is. It doesn’t try to be cool or trendy—it just exists, fully itself. Some people might call it pretentious, but screw ‘em. Sometimes you need something that leans into its weirdness instead of shying away from it.
Here’s the kicker though: after listening to this album on repeat for days, I realized something kinda wild. Maybe chakras aren’t real—or maybe they are—but either way, this music made me feel things I didn’t know were buried inside me. And isn’t that what great art’s supposed to do? So yeah, thanks Arden and Jack for reminding me that sometimes, the journey isn’t about answers. It’s just about showing up.
Now excuse me while I go lie down and stare at the ceiling for an hour.
