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Century Plants - Intrinsic Geometry Vol. 1

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Listen! Can you hear the sonic fluid filling the space between us? Waves are not crashing in a deafening roar on the shallow shore, nor are they placid with annoying repetitive ripples. This sonic medium is a spring fed pool, massive volumes of water moving up through the ground, the clear blue and cold water making a run to the land beyond in timeless silence. Century Plants is a first magnitude spring and Intrinsic Geometry Vol. 1 is the refracted penetrating sunlight traveling to the farthest depths. This composition pulls loose ends together, a oneness within itself emitting pure aural sustain. An inner journey so focused and heavy, the distractions of thing around us, either too loud or softly annoying are droned out with welcome delight. 
Thoughts are submerged in the endless mixture of ambient ice melt and studios strings. Century Plants pulling from ancient currents and the ever evolving life they carry. Countless generations are born as equal lives cycle in temporal impermanenc…

Coach Campa - If You've Got the Hammer

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When listening to If You've Got the Hammer for the first time, one thought kept surfacing. The first time the Minutemen opened for Black Flag, the crowd spit on them and even in later shows they were booed off stage. The audience consensus was, the Minutemen were just not punk. An interesting new thought, what if Coach Campa opened up for Black Flag back then? It would be extremely difficult to deny the intensity, speed and drum patterns of Ethan Campa. They are anything less then the fastest and most annihilating sounds a Black Flag crowd would have ever heard. The fellow band members, Chris Dunaway, Jared Flores, Jacob Gonzalez, Abel Gonzalez, Stephen Flores, blur the lines with bass, guitars, ukulele, and trumpet. A sonic offering blowing apart one genre, fragments found across the the musical spectrum. This is a quick composition in a few ways. Eight tracks in the span of fifteen minutes mostly played with a metronome working so feverishly, the vibrations causing it to fall to …

C. Worth - Three Sentimental Scenes

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C. Worth is thinking deep somewhere. From our infinitesimal presence in the cosmos to the connection this holds with everything, a vast spectrum for the conscious to continually explore. C. Worth has traveled somewhere within these loosely described bounds and brought back something precious. Emotion fueled by new perspectives, realization of presence and strong memories, all connected and woven into the tapestry we perceive. Passions glow with vibrant energy, the source of transformation into sonic articulation.  Titled "Three Sentimental Scenes", a composition of ethereal guitar pieces, curated from recordings in time gone by. Beautiful and brief, C. Worth elicits welcoming tones for listener's thoughts to expand upon. Track titles reflecting the overall sentimentality, "Still My Girl", "Hello, Baby" and "Goodbye, Friend". Each selection quickly passing like daydreams in awakened state.  Issued by Unread Records & Tapes on a single sided…

Indochina Soundscraps - s/t

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A world of so many facets. Sounds pouring though space with infinite attributes. Cadence, chaos, harmony, purpose, sometimes these conditions stand alone and in other instances the aural field is tossed together. Indochina Soundscraps is representative of the conglomeration of the world of sound. From the rhythmic clanking of train wheels rolling on tracks, to the simple ancient flute of ancestral music, these recordings weave the sonic spectrum with concise fluidity.Abigail Smith recorded these passages about four years ago. Origins are from Vietnam, Laos, and Cambodia. Just last year Justin Rhody edited and processed everything, turning Indochina Soundscraps into a beautiful sonic tapestry. Drums, strings, voice, harmony and tons of timeless grooves, with forty minutes of material, Indochina Soundscraps has room to be patient and explore it's world in depth. Beginning and ending with the nostalgia of the railroad, ceremonial drums escort the conscious through school rooms and st…

dennis young - bella

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Perched on a tight power line, a row of birds sit whispering in an unknown tongue. Innocence is in flight or in a pair together, this many all facing in one direction causes concern. Nearby and also under tension, is an aged rope bridge spanning the deep gorge, no the planks are not broken, only a gathering of birds on the south braided handrail. They are facing inward and whispering again. Cables pulled until dangerously taunt, a single pluck or external strike causing a wavering vibration, only diminishing after traveling unseen distances. A bird landing on the power line or bridge has a mass so small, the vibrations they create would seem negligible, but the realty is far from the truth. A micro sound wave is set forth, messages in unknown form. It could be methods for species propagation, but the tones are far more sinister. Dennis Young has tapped into something truly unique. Sounds from the wires, cryptic and disquieting, beautiful but harboring timbre that warps the consciousne…

Angel Archer - s/t

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In the dissolving darkness of the earliest part of the morning, the still quietness is effortlessly interrupted. In an almost unnoticeable amount, the aural blanket is pulled from the landscape it covers. What once was a soundscape of timeless naturalness, now becomes exponentially infiltrated by civilizations peculiarities. Natures drone fights back during the coarse of the day, at unexpected intervals of both time and place. These moments of reflection sporadically provide solace from voices and machinery. Until the sun falls, "progress" becomes tired, and the ambience of countless eons returns again. 
Angel Archer bends sonic worlds. From horns of tribal ceremonies to atmospheric debris pinging across the mesosphere, melodies blend and merge together. Drone parting like swiftly moving clouds as notes flood the sky. Angel Archer is rich with texture and this is distributed with patience across four long tracks. An extremely well composed album taking sonic extremities into …

anthéne - Protection

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The conscious is pulled past man made lines, through windows and walls. These are tethers, holding the drift to the vast depths of what still awaits discovery. Cumulus clouds sleeping in the distance, thousands of feet high and still expanding, energy is building behind the puffy veil. The suns illumination through the dry air creating white silhouettes on top of vibrant blue. Thoughts are drawn to these clouds, like mountains in the sky offering endless opportunities to explore sonic form. Aural sustenance extending through atmospheric shades, pure sublime vitality for thoughts to dilate and disappear with. 
Protection is aptly named. In a world of disagreement, a time when morality is subject to being placed on hold, the ability to step away from our thoughts is precious. These sounds are a shield of vibrating energy. An unassuming force so pure, listening provides protection from chaotic outside disturbances. This is an ambient album with an exponential number hidden off to the side…