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In front of a white screen.
A white screen, a boreal halo is projected. The music of Belong is a boreal halo of sounds. Distortions overlap, creating.
Sounds creep across a white screen and we blissfully witness a play of figures in slow motion.
We listen to symphonies of feedback, melodies splash in filigree over a misty background.
Melodies, there are no melodies, sounds clash, creating harmony in disorder. Harmony sculpted in melody. A cricket enclosed in a glass, dies. Perhaps its last song is a melody.
Waves, waves, waves. We close our eyes and mouth.
A slap on the bottom that pleases, a slap,
Belong are a slap, that thrill you feel and cannot explain, but you like it. They lead to nothing, they are a splash of something.
In their patterns of sweet noise you can hear whatever you want, a randomly opened page of your favorite book. Faded figures.
Love, hate.
It depends on your mood. If love makes you suffer, perhaps these symphonies of sweet suffering are for you.
If you are indifferent to everything, drown in their music.
Sweetest abandonment in black and white.
Abandonment among incense and smoke from tin foil.
Abandonment
Abandonment
Abandonment
Abandonment and reopening your eyes after a heavy journey and asking yourself one thing.
What?
Tracklist and Samples
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