My Sun Your Sun by St Gregory: A Psychedelic Dive into Electronic Bliss
Alright, let’s get straight to it. My Sun Your Sun by St Gregory is one of those albums that sneaks up on you like a rogue wave in the middle of the night—unexpected but impossible to ignore. Released in 2019 under the Not On Label banner (because who needs labels when your music speaks for itself?), this Russian gem blends Drone, Ambient, and Synthwave into a sonic cocktail that’s equal parts hypnotic and haunting. If you’re looking for something safe or predictable, keep scrolling. This ain’t it.
The album kicks off with some real heavy hitters, but two tracks stuck in my head like gum on a shoe: “Standing In The Middle Of The Ocean” and “Walk In The Galaxy.” Let me break it down for ya.
“Standing In The Middle Of The Ocean” feels like drowning—but in the best way possible. It starts slow, almost teasing you with these droning synths that feel like they’re creeping closer. Then BAM!—it hits you with layers of ambient textures so thick you could drown in 'em. There’s no escape, just pure surrender. You can practically taste the saltwater while the beat pulses beneath your skin. By the time it fades out, you're left gasping for air, wondering what the hell just happened. That’s the magic of it—it doesn’t ask permission; it takes control.
Then there’s “Walk In The Galaxy,” which flips the script entirely. This track is cosmic AF, man. It’s like strapping yourself to a spaceship and blasting off without a destination. The synthwave vibes here are strong, pulsing with neon energy that makes you wanna dance even if you’ve got two left feet. But don’t let the groove fool ya—this thing has teeth. Halfway through, it drops into this eerie void, leaving you floating in space, questioning everything. Is life meaningless? Am I alone? Should I delete my Instagram account? Heavy stuff.
Other tracks like “Treasure Inside Your Soul” and “Heaven On Earth” bring their own flavor too, blending uplifting melodies with darker undertones. It’s like St Gregory knows exactly how to mess with your emotions, keeping you off balance from start to finish.
So yeah, My Sun Your Sun isn’t perfect—and honestly, it doesn’t need to be. What it does do is shove you headfirst into an experience that sticks with you long after the last note fades. And maybe that’s the point. Maybe St Gregory wants you to sit with the chaos, embrace the weirdness, and figure out where you fit in all of it.
Here’s the kicker though: listening to this album made me realize how much we crave connection in a disconnected world. Whether it’s standing in an ocean or walking among stars, we’re all searching for something bigger than ourselves. Or maybe I’m overthinking it. Either way, crank this album loud and lose yourself in its madness. Just don’t blame me when it changes your damn life.
