Retrowave road – road to the dream. From the countryside.
Video intro. Animation. Intro. Simple little program with QB64. This is dialect of BASIC. About theme – retrowave. And road. As a typical drawing for a computer road. Inside of a virtual space. Virtual reality, 80s, retrowave music. Road and virtuality. Plus, of course, cool music. Most simple solution.
I cannot walk next and not to touch theme of virtual reality. This is part of my life. And I like it. Virtual world. 80s and retrowave music, one more big theme. Two themes. This is idea for an intro. And take into account, with a simple form. All the Visual start with space. But virtual space, web, and music – it is not small theme for me. It is important theme too.
As for a user. All of us spent lots of time with a computer. In the network. With a virtual space, where we are users. This is big. This has a big value. And I cannot go next, and not to touch this theme.
Some points for this theme. It is going with style of 80s and with retrowave music. It is already a classic solution. It became classic after 80s. And all of these – they are still new. Retro wave – this is not only a retro, but also a future. So, I thought for a long time, to do this theme. And so, this moment is now. With most simple interpretation.
Image made by Neeqolah Creative Works on, and image title - Into sunset, loading. Such ideal retrowave image. Typical and with this point it is super class! I was thinking, by the way, about a road, some road, that is inside of a virtual space. And this is here! A thing I need!
And music theme – it is, already, a tradition – it is belong to White Bat Audio. And title is - Miami 1983. From one of his latest releases. From pack - Synthwave / Retrowave Playlist – Lift. It is his newest things. And I do not search for a long time. If you need music - take it from White Batt Audio! If you need electronic or synthesizer. Retrowave, dark style, dreams. Most different. For any taste, you can find.
And here before the eyes – road inside the computer. It is its own world there. And its own visual drawing. Such lines. And movement. With the music. Such an idea. So, this is realization. And it is only a way forward. I make this by pieces by myself. And later, a little, road shakes to the left and to the right. About 16 pixels. Such an effect a little to the left or to the right.
It is dedicated to theme – computer world. Virtuality, that affect on all of us. And become part of our lives. Second world. As magic - that is always near. Tech also is a mysterious thing. It creates a new dimension. And you can be there, to exist. Radio, television, computer, internet, web. And virtuality as a new dimension.
And without this - life will be gray. And all the road - it is shining at the screen. Everything is bright. And everything is shining. And you are moving forward! Just like you are returning from countryside weekend to the city. Big city. Into the sunset. And there - after the sunset – a city. Or a dream. Movement to the dream.
It is so cool, that all over the network, there are lots of typical pictures about virtual reality. All of these – is in your head. But, later, you are searching for a painter for make these visions into real. And there are lots of them. And even better – musicians retrowave, often, use these kind of images. So, it was an idea what I need from a first seconds. About what I want to find.
Road to the dream. Virtuality. 80s. And of course, cool retrowave music. Which is deeply associates with such theme. Just like you are going from the countryside. Positive! Excellent day! And you are moving forward.
Dima Link is making retro videogames, apps, a little of music, write stories, and some retro more.
An Uninterrupted Cyberdream Cried From the Eyes of an Always Dying Unprophet
On a quiet spring day, Sylvester Dannigan was minding his own business, walking down the road pleasantly, when a piano fell onto his head. A cantaloupe squashed at the corner of the market, displaying its guts for all to see. A red, sticky sweet puddle of cat piss drained onto the scene from another waterfall. Where trees reached the sky like pointy zombie fingers stroking the underbelly of heaven’s doorknob. A neon pink Jesus statue danced on the graves of piano masters, stones like silky yellow statues on the bottom of the mind’s eyeball. Painted corpses filled sphincter brains with the words of countless novel drafts slipping away into the mindless altered states of space and beyond the black holes where fish speak in molten purple languages forced upon them by the junkyard piles of red wheelbarrows caught with their proverbial blue jeans down the drain with the pink butterflies and windy silver streets of hills and mountainsides and the toppled towers of spinach. And here I find you with hawky hands curled in little spindly talons tickling the keyboard keys on the side of barnacled cruise ships in the dingy dungeons of underocean pickled race tracks gambling away your soul’s freedom to the static illness conveyor belt feeder toothless boneless skeletons drenched in the molten silver leaked from frozen windowpanes in the civil city of starving Glockenspiels. I wish you would have left open the other windows. Framed serpents dance suggestively with squirrely caterpillars and you couldn’t find the last written graffiti apple in the sundrenched graveyard of Eden, boiled over with pantherized sonic grasses and other types of remote controlled shellfish. Bang the drum of the moon for the serpentine eyeballs of Thor. Watch the lips of Aphrodite sing the blues like Bllie Holiday’s foreclosed timeshare in the green-eyed apple of waterfalls of antiquated telephones and lobsters and melting clock faces stroked with the luck of a million sullen junkyards and the famed sun of steam. Waddling in the milk baths of structure. Wallowing in the bloody puddles left by croaking drum kits. Screamed by the cricket legs of Judas. This is the end. This is the beginning. This is the pickle. This is the sundried grape.
Neon lights dancing on wet pavement. 🚦🌴
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This street feels like a scene pulled straight out of an ‘80s sci-fi movie... but guess what?
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