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"There is no rhythm and there is no melody. There is only the hypnotic state of a man who observes too closely a bark disfigured by moss..." "A boundary line between silence and the dull noise of existence that emerges from intolerable abysses from time to time in the form of nervous shivers at the limit of audibility."
"There is no rhythm and there is no melody. There is only the hypnotic state of a man who observes too closely a bark disfigured by moss..."
"A boundary line between silence and the dull noise of existence that emerges from intolerable abysses from time to time in the form of nervous shivers at the limit of audibility."
Dive into Bernhard Günter’s 'Un Peu de Neige Salie' to experience a unique ambient journey between silence and sound.
"Smog’s nostalgia is archetypal, existential, a nostalgia for the Lost Paradise." "Bill Callahan has lost all illusion and has nothing left but to survive in a world that is long dead and buried."
"Smog’s nostalgia is archetypal, existential, a nostalgia for the Lost Paradise."
"Bill Callahan has lost all illusion and has nothing left but to survive in a world that is long dead and buried."
Dive into Smog's Wild Love and experience the raw, haunting beauty of existential nostalgia. Listen now to uncover its delicate depths.
The true merit of "Treny" lies rather in a subtle melancholy poised between quiet despair and restless awareness. Like a Sphinx posing an enigma knowing how irrelevant it is to solve it but being aware of how laden it is with something.
The true merit of "Treny" lies rather in a subtle melancholy poised between quiet despair and restless awareness.
Like a Sphinx posing an enigma knowing how irrelevant it is to solve it but being aware of how laden it is with something.
Dive into the haunting beauty of Jacaszek's Treny and experience a journey through subtle melancholy and rich electronic-chamber textures.
La Nòvia is a single forty-minute piece... a corrosive, stunning, distorted, and sizzling ride of (hyper)acid-(ultra)psych-rock that relentlessly seeks otherworldly glimpses. When you reach the acoustic glissando of the last minutes, you finally feel emptied. Emptied of the unnecessary, the dirt, the disease.
La Nòvia is a single forty-minute piece... a corrosive, stunning, distorted, and sizzling ride of (hyper)acid-(ultra)psych-rock that relentlessly seeks otherworldly glimpses.
When you reach the acoustic glissando of the last minutes, you finally feel emptied. Emptied of the unnecessary, the dirt, the disease.
Dive into the cosmic depths of Acid Mothers Temple’s La Nòvia and experience a psychedelic ritual like no other—listen now!
Four long suites in continuous evolution and involution. Four portions of thin skin obsessively teased by the nails of psychedelic drones, electronic pointillism, and techno syncopations. A record played on the balance of an apparent calm that carries within itself the seeds of future dissonances and distortions that constantly change the game.
Four long suites in continuous evolution and involution. Four portions of thin skin obsessively teased by the nails of psychedelic drones, electronic pointillism, and techno syncopations.
A record played on the balance of an apparent calm that carries within itself the seeds of future dissonances and distortions that constantly change the game.
Dive into the haunting soundscapes of Ben Frost's Theory of Machines and experience a masterclass in evolving electronic music.
"Yes, because even if they never knew each other in life, these three seem just made to be together." "Hell is other people."
"Yes, because even if they never knew each other in life, these three seem just made to be together."
"Hell is other people."
Discover the intense psychological drama of Sartre’s No Exit and reflect on the chilling truth that hell is truly other people.
Marc Leclair (aka Akufen) reminds us of this, a Canadian DJ who composed this electronic jewel for his wife and two of his friends who became pregnant at the same time. An album that aims essentially to be an invitation to dance, a calibrated and sparkling experimental electronic music that flavors the amniotic fluid.
Marc Leclair (aka Akufen) reminds us of this, a Canadian DJ who composed this electronic jewel for his wife and two of his friends who became pregnant at the same time.
An album that aims essentially to be an invitation to dance, a calibrated and sparkling experimental electronic music that flavors the amniotic fluid.
Dive into Marc Leclair’s mesmerizing electronic world—listen now and experience a unique blend of glitch and ambient minimalism.
Feeling on vacation is like being a child again. Round, resonant indie-pop playing marbles on ephemeral melodic tracks.
Feeling on vacation is like being a child again.
Round, resonant indie-pop playing marbles on ephemeral melodic tracks.
Listen to 'Holiday' by The Magnetic Fields and immerse yourself in a nostalgic indie pop journey.
Van Gogh went all the way with his neuroses, believed above all else in his personal vision of the world, granted every shred of flesh to his suffering. WheatFieldwithCrows: there is the entire fear, horror, loneliness of a man who KNOWS that his life is about to end and wants others to know how HE is living it.
Van Gogh went all the way with his neuroses, believed above all else in his personal vision of the world, granted every shred of flesh to his suffering.
WheatFieldwithCrows: there is the entire fear, horror, loneliness of a man who KNOWS that his life is about to end and wants others to know how HE is living it.
Dive into this heartfelt reflection on Van Gogh’s masterpiece and discover the deep human truths behind the brushstrokes.
Like little pebbles we are thrown by a merciless hand into the sea of the verb 'to be.' Like Holtkamp’s guitaring. The small, insignificant arpeggios, their ebb and flow, their liquid and circular reverberations à-la Roy Montgomery.
Like little pebbles we are thrown by a merciless hand into the sea of the verb 'to be.'
Like Holtkamp’s guitaring. The small, insignificant arpeggios, their ebb and flow, their liquid and circular reverberations à-la Roy Montgomery.
Dive into Koen Holtkamp’s Field Rituals and experience a mesmerizing blend of guitar and ambient textures. Listen now!
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