In All My Nightmares I Am Alone

Post Death Soundtrack’s In All My Nightmares I Am Alone is not your average sad-boy record. It’s 23 tracks of pure emotional combustion from Calgary-based artist Stephen Moore, who’s clearly not here to play it safe. This is a full-blown audio exorcism, ripping through themes of grief, addiction, mental illness, and personal collapse with zero filter and a whole lot of fire.

Moore, under his Post Death Soundtrack alias, brings a one-man wall of sound that shifts between industrial chaos, grungy sludge, punk rants and eerie ambient calm. The opener Tremens, written mid-delirium, kicks things off like a panic attack wrapped in static and fury. It’s disorienting, loud, and totally captivating. But just when you think you’ve signed up for a sonic pummelling, Moore hits you with something tender like Song for Bonzai — a wordless, aching farewell to his feline companion that might just break your heart in slow motion.

The beauty of this album is in the contrast. One minute you’re being hurled through the rabid energy of Final Days, the next you’re floating in the grief-soaked haze of We Fall. Moore’s vocals are wild and untamed, but they never lose their grip on the emotional thread running through it all. The production feels like a haunted house tour of the psyche — jarring, jagged, and totally immersive.

This isn’t just music. It’s a psychological purge. A sound diary torn from the edge and stitched together with distortion and soul. Stephen Moore doesn’t just make noise — he makes noise that matters. And In All My Nightmares I Am Alone is proof that sometimes the most powerful art comes from staring into the dark and hitting record. Fans of Nine Inch Nails, Swans or early Marilyn Manson — step right in. The nightmares are waiting.