In the darkness, in a world made up of electrical discharges, electrons moving in the void at insane speeds.

Flashes tear through the nothingness for a fraction of a second, overcoming oblivion by illuminating it with a pure and totalizing white. They will lose, the black will swallow everything.
No room for man, at most for some unicellular being struggling to survive, immersed in a sulfurous pool, teetering on a skeletal bassline that rises between the dull thunder of a kick drum and the hisses of galactic synths.

A record that could have been composed at the dawn of life on Earth, when there was no place for human existence. A record that could have been composed in the recesses of a man's consciousness in a state of non-consciousness: nervous signals traveling spasmodically to form a faded but emotion-laden picture. Or, who knows, a record made to make drugged creatures dance in underground clubs suspended at the edges of space.

In any case, ambient techno branded 2010, psychedelic yet physical, bone-crushing and mind-blowing.
To be inhaled rather than listened to.

Tracklist and Samples

01   Immolare (First) (02:14)

02   Immolare (Main) (07:00)

03   Immolare (Final) (02:20)

04   Grey Cut Out (05:31)

05   Hunting Lodge (06:28)

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