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To escape isnʼt to run away. To escape is to allow the mind a vacation, space to relax and recalibrate. Those with a healthy appreciation of the fantastical are better able to handle the material, and if travel broadens the mind, just imagine what unbridled escapism can do!
Music to Escape Reality is the cinematic score to your psychological journey. Each piece of music has been chosen for the richness of its auditory landscape, the vividness with which it depicts the rolling planes of the imagination, and for its potential to guide you as you suspend disbelief.
This playlist is a portal to disengage with what is real and explore the infinite unknown, because to escape isnʼt to run away.
To escape is to be free.
9 August 2021
What today’s insight has granted me is the knowledge that if you don’t check in on yourself, you’ll lose touch with yourself. You’ll become unfamiliar with each other, and it feels very strange. I honestly think this is what it means to feel out of sorts.
27 May 2021
The cinematic score to your psychological journey with Matt Jenko. Featuring artists like: Bonobo • Yotto • Emancipator • CamelPhat • ODESZA • Carpenter Brut • Tinlicker • Four Tet • Jacques Greene • Tchami • RÜFÜS DU SOL
28 April 2021
17 March 2021
We don’t like feeling like we can just force ourselves to adopt values. For me to want to be compassionate, to want to manifest in a particular way, a way that is kind and free of judgement or bitterness, is not what feeds the ego.
9 March 2021
Lunarscapes: a playlist from the music to escape reality cinematic universe. Featuring artists like: Bonobo • Yotto • Emancipator • CamelPhat • ODESZA • Carpenter Brut • deadmau5 • Tinlicker • Four Tet • Jacques Greene • Tchami • RÜFÜS DU SOL • Tourist • Luttrell • Oliver Heldens • BMTH • Lastlings • Durante
6 March 2021
5 March 2021
We’re there for every day of our lives, but they all smudge into this one long trail of ideas and feelings and memories, and we just have this general sense of ‘being’ somewhere in the middle of it all.
4 March 2021
3 March 2021
I’ve been on mirtazapine for a couple of months now, and it’s been interesting.
1 March 2021
Let’s just appreciate the fact that, no matter how much it might seem like it, time is finite.
28 February 2021
My feeling is that people who are really successful don’t just weather the storms. They chase them.
27 February 2021
You can learn a lot about yourself through paying attention to what you pay attention to. What do you discount? What do you ignore?
This might not be an easy one, but it’ll be a real one.
25 February 2021
Did you know I’ve always loved the rain?
24 February 2021
I spent too much time waiting for something to happen.
23 February 2021
Sometimes, you can’t be productive. That is, the things you put effort into don’t produce results. That’s all that productivity boils down to, right?
22 February 2021
When a project reaches a stage of difficulty, as it inevitably will, no matter how swimmingly it’s been going so far, it’s important to remember the process.
21 February 2021
The thing is, no one will ever give you permission to be okay in your own skin.
20 February 2021
You don’t always have to be happy. But you never have to be miserable.
19 February 2021
You enter a paradox of creativity, of knowing that the thing is nowhere near ‘finished’, but not wanting to change anything about the thing because you’re so in love with the iteration
18 February 2021
Somewhere along the way, the meaning changed. My name became synonymous with mockery, to the point where hearing it actually hurt.
17 February 2021
Here’s something you might not want to hear: nobody owes your their response.
16 February 2021
The feeling of drifting, of existing rather than living, as though life is merely happening to you and not with you, is probably one of the most unsettling experiences I’ve ever been through.
15 February 2021
My battle with sleep is a tale as old as time. If I want to fall asleep, I’m chronically awake. If I want to wake up, I’m an immovable, eternal entity.
14 February 2021
What makes a good artist? I think this is a much more helpful question than its more popular counterpart, ‘what makes good art?’
13 February 2021
I’ve long been fascinated by the acknowledgement of internalized negativity, by the idea that the authors of the narratives we grow up believing are not necessarily the Pulitzer prize-winners we assume them to be.
Keeping a level head in the face of potential rejection. Oooh what a thorny topic this will be!
12 January 2021
The idea of having something beautiful and profoundly yours ripped away from you is probably the one thing that terrifies anyone in my position more than anything else.
20 December 2020
This is a bit of a mess of a piece. Think of it as a stream of consciousness, an examination of the pieces of thoughts that lie scattered about the ol’ mindscape.
24 November 2020
I think we all like feeling like we have a sanctuary that we can safely say is ‘ours’, a secure base from which we can derive a sense of consistency and control in spite of all the other uncertainty the world can and will offer us.
8 October 2020
When I think about what I want in life, it all points toward quite a simple vision really. I think getting this pinned down has been one of the main reasons why I felt so lost throughout my late teens and early twenties.
9 September 2020
Since I’m in the middle of trying to figure out how I can incorporate my playlist into my increasingly-elaborate project, I figured I’d simply drop some tracks that I can’t stop listening to at the moment.
9 May 2020
My love for Enter Shikari by no means unconditional, and I certainly don’t love everything they release unquestioningly. It took me a VERY long time to appreciate The Spark, and there isn’t a single album of theirs where I like every single song.
17 February 2020
And so we’re leaving our little moon for a New Sky. As Himalia crumbles and falls apart around us, we depart for our new home.
3 February 2020
And so I get up, leave my room, head out onto the rooftops. I’ve done this a lot lately. A Nightwalk to calm my troubled soul.
17 January 2020
We live in a truly unique time to be musicians. The internet has so dramatically altered the landscape that those who dominated the horizon as recently as a decade ago barely recognise it anymore. I cut my teeth on the music scene back when the social utility of the internet was barely more than a few MySpace pages and MSN screen names, and it was common knowledge that the only way to ‘make it’ in this business was to land a major record deal. To put it simply, it was the kind of pursuit that was regarded as little more than an airy pipe dream, and to believe otherwise was to be very foolish indeed…
13 January 2020
‘What a lot of people forget is that Zephra has done this before…’
18 December 2019
All this talk of the world ending just makes me laugh really.
10 December 2019
This vast lake, tranquil beneath a terminal sky. Lying, floating amidst a wash of mirrored stars, drifting peacefully as the atmosphere burns…
5 November 2019
A crumpled note, scrawled in red — ‘If only they knew. The show I have in store for them, oh if only they knew…
28 October 2019
Despite the bright daylight, the city feels dark. It’s cold, and imposing, and unnatural, and it doesn’t want me here.
11 October 2019
Let’s cut straight to the point right from the get-go: The Expanse is brilliant.
2 October 2019
Everything hurts; my body feels like it’s not my own, and staring out through eyes that belong to somebody else, I see that it doesn’t look like my own, either…
16 September 2019
It washes over me, seeping into every fibre of my being, immersing each and every atom to the point where I don’t know where I stop and it begins…
19 August 2019
A lifetime has passed; an ocean of eternity has washed over me…
12 August 2019
‘Drifting, floating, falling, but never moving… Time ripples around me but I can’t reach it, and I’m held here in a stasis that lasts an eternity and spans an entire universe…
29 July 2019
‘Floating, weightless, the pressure holding me as though it were a vice. I hung in stasis for what can only have been eternity, somewhere between sleep and death…’
22 July 2019
‘I’d been so long in this wilderness that I thought I’d never see another soul again. One by one our tiny band had fallen apart, lost along the way or through a loss of heart, until only I remained…’
15 July 2019
‘After a time, the beauty of the garden started to fade away into something altogether more ominous. Even though we’d been trailing for hours, the same landmarks kept appearing on our horizon…’
2 July 2019
‘We woke to the sun breaking on our faces. Squinting from the brightness, we looked around to find that the desolation we’d gone to sleep amidst had vanished.’
24 June 2019
We felt the fire before we saw it. The heat stung our eyes, grasping at our throats, suffocating us.
11 June 2019
We walked for days. The fleeting image had been more than a figment of our collective imagination, we knew it, and so we followed the trail of crooked lights deeper into the wilderness than any soul had dared go before us…
5 June 2019
The forest was dark, mysterious, but not foreboding. Ethereal lights strung across the branches above our heads danced in an effortless breeze, their glow bouncing primordial shapes across ancient oak…
30 January 2019
BMTH deserve a mountain of praise for even having the balls to do this album, never mind to have pulled it off with such finesse. It must be an incredibly fine line to walk between staying true to your own creative goals, and not alienating the people who allowed you to be in that position in the first place.
25 September 2018
For me, a winning song is one that combines atmosphere and power to deliver the listener to an entirely new world. One that energises them, motivates them, and refreshes them.
1 May 2018
Writing up this week’s entry has been such a bizarre experience. Normally I’m not one to be stuck for something to say, but writing about my own track is like staring into the looking glass the wrong way.