Nomadic sonic passages drifting on the Mongolian Plateau, playing suite to endless horizons as a rich canvass for celestial light. The cold, dry chill of air moving in nocturnal directions, harmony like ice crystals forming in unseen time and place. Intricate aural geometry majestically spilling as a frozen waterfall, natural energy morphing from beautiful to breathtaking. The sounds within this composition traverse many emotions, from the connectivity of spirit through generations, to the native terrains experiences are formed. The gorgeous melodies exuding from creative conscious to yearning ..read more

With countless listens before writing these words, this composition still amazes and radiates a loss for words. With this stated, expanding the thought of "New Abrasions" as a composition is where we will start. Composition has many definitions, two of which are, "a product of mixing or combining various elements or ingredients" and another, "a written piece of music especially of considerable size and complexity". Receive has mirrored these definitions with sublime definitiveness. A gravitational force listen from opening to close, New Abrasions pushes mind and body back into the chair, drift ..read more

Warped radio with warped sounds transmitting to a blistering world of chaotic energy and enigmatic solace. The Palace II pulls your hand through imagination's umbra, hearing accentuated with each step. Then someone speaks out with a startling "sorry", only to disappear in a murky confluence of molten sound waves. Suddenly a public service announcements for kids, almost like we are listening as alien lifeforms to transmissions form earth. Sound space quivers through dimensional tunnels as time shrivels in the path of carried sonic momentum. This is all from the first side of the cassette! After ..read more

Silhouettes of trees crisply dancing with tiny movements before the skies eternally changing canvass. So many outfits they wear, sparsely full with brownish hues, skeleton fingers waving before swirling grey clouds, filling with the most indescribable shade of green, lush and saturated in relaxed summer humidity, and then exploding with all the vibrant colors they can muster. After listening to The Absent Years many times, the best description for me would be the changing pageantry of the trees around us. On the second track from this composition, "Life Without Love" begins the change of beaut ..read more

Chippy rhythms obscuring graveyard chills, pulsating beats matched with elevated heart rates, Wolf Dad Must Die! finds aural pathways to inner trepidation. Five tracks depicting scenes of glowing eyes patiently waiting for attention to distract. Then the world of melody and fright begins it's sublime pacification for those listening. These selections are the sonic transcriptions of visions of Wolf Dad. They are brief stories told with haunting melodies, crystalline sparkles in earth's darksome fissures. Wolf Dad Must Die! moves quickly from start to finish capturing thoughts with surreal harmo ..read more

Really diggin' the sounds from Hololine. Difficult to compartmentalize by genre or comparison. On one spectrum V.Vecker delivers a surreal meditative horn. Like a pied piper for adults tripped up on finding mushrooms in the field and creating some culinary deliciousness. The other part of the spectrum is a slow burning flame of flickering electronic drone. Hololine holds a duality of piercing calls from the horn and eroded bleak landscapes. A place where weathered outcrops call into the empty vastness, giving affinity to an endless emptiness both force and time have established. Gorgeous from ..read more

Sounds are linked to the moment we hear them. With eyes open, we absorb the world around us creating a soundtrack while basking in the energy of sound waves. With eyes closed, the conscious travels deeper to the sonic source, searching for the mysterious constructs. With each process, other senses build on the instance of the experience. Is it cold or hot, calm or stormy, devoid of smell or filled with nostalgic aromas? And finally are we really ready to listen? Distractions move sublime sonic compositions out of focus, background cacophony, distant melodic allure partitioned by a variable wor ..read more

A blur of strings sounding across intense radioactive frequencies of wind instruments. Pieces of Eight takes listeners through eight selections, all in the eight minute realm of length. An orchestra playing a symphony in present time, the constructs of perceived music have eroded leaving crystalline identities for current listeners. We listen to the inner heartbeat of Boyle. A place of curious beauty from initial intake, but more of the heart felt warmth resting within all of us. Pieces of Eight breathes within these selections. The instruments seethe in accord to a meditative conscious, the p ..read more

Sounds with erosive potential, a plunge into the basic sonic elements. Wind and water, violin and drums, this is the "100-year flood" for the conscious to not be swept away. Chasms is raw and angular energy, a true storm built around a multiple-vortex tornado. Lisa Cameron and Alex Cunningham surge with heavy mite then recede with mysterious patience. Their creativity at the individual level rests past the threshold of knowledge, their creativity together rests in unknown dimensions. At first listen, Chasms simply tears everything down. It is not until we listen a few more times that we begin ..read more

Streetlights glowing on empty roads as the night slips away and into the dark horizon of the early morning. Lonely thoughts propelled by unfulfilled energy, the windshield distorting artificial light in rhythmic intervals. The sounds from Enigmatic vibrate the speakers creating tranquilizing melodies in moody comfort. Lost in the moment of the experiences of the recent night and what waits in the abstract distance. Are we coming down from an evening of pleasure or just beginning? The Paradise of Yesterday somehow captures all the emotion from Bob Seger's Turn The Page delivering it in one futu ..read more