#forgotten
In 2000, after a series of cassettes, Edward Ka-Spel, frontman of the Legendary Pink Dots, returned with "Red Letters," his solo debut.
Edward Ka-Spel - Swamp Thing/Simone Is/Red Letters/Katha
 
I believe that my passion for #sounds, for #ambient, @experimental was born from this volume of "Materiali Sonori" with an accompanying CD. As a kid, gates opened, exotic landscapes I had never seen, new sounds used with techniques unfamiliar to me, one imprint after another. Different, difficult, exciting to enter that exotic garden, discovering that there is so much beyond, feeling like a pioneer with the awareness of not being one, but feeling that thrill when you realize how vast the universe of sounds is and how small I was, a navigator in a starless sky.
materiali sonori university - il grande airone ha chiuso le ali
 
#new
from the new lp "Under a Spell" by Richard Barbieri
Richard Barbieri - Flare 2 (from Under A Spell)
 
@[luludia] if you don't know this gentleman, I would recommend him for a nice review; I see a Barrett locked in a lab among low-fi electronic apparatus.
The Doors Of Perception taken from the visionary "Psychotropia".
And here comes a completely valid response: "But why don't you do this nice review?"
"Because you know me just enough to know it wouldn't even start." I don't have the character, and it would be a shame because we're talking about a great underground figure, right @[SilasLang]? I believe we've appreciated him around the same time.
 
#forgotten
Well, we’re not exactly in familiar, dark and misty territories. The morbid singing with repeated riffs, a crescendo in the style of Mr. Curtis, has made them darker, mistier, and emotionally sharp enough to make them interesting; every piece drips notes and blood. I wouldn’t know if I’m talking about their deepest wound, but I only know this one, so I’ll make a virtue out of necessity as often happens in pages dripping with figures transformed into emotions. Anyway, let’s get back to us and let me know if there are deeper wounds.
I had the blade marked 1982 and I let it drip for a while; it must mean something since I’m not a vampire.
And Also The Trees - From Under The Hill (1982) Post Punk - UK