Name: In the tumbling dawn light, their eyes fall frozen through the mist and rain by a death cinematic
Duration: 9 min 33 s
Description: originally released as a shorter version on the DER WANDERER ÜBER DEM NEBELMEER COMPILATION by pest production now is available in its entirety on the a death cinematic ep: YOUR FATE TWISTING, EPIC IN ITS CRUSHING MOMENTS released by simple box construction.

Absolutely wonderful my friend, such wonderful sincerity in this melody

Love this track, such depth and character. Thanks for the journey my friend!!

Nice! Really like this, a pastoral drone... :)

so great. i'm just gonna zone out to your sound cloud page allllll daaaayyy :)

Taken from the upcoming album '12 tapes | 10 years'...

Music: Craig Tattersall / Joe Borreson
Mastering: Ian Hawgood 
Design: Craig Tattersall / Joe Borreson / Daniel Crossley
Label: Fluid Audio

'12 tapes | 10 years'

Joe Borreson & Craig Tattersall - Lost In The Post

DR-76 : The Green Kingdom - Empyrean CD / DL
Due out on July 18th
dronarivm.bandcamp.com

'Empyrean' is the third in a trilogy of albums on Dronarivm. Whereas Expanses might be evocative of vast landscapes and Harbor the feeling of floating on gentle waves, Empyrean seeks to transcend the Earthly realm altogether. The album differs slightly from the previous two in that piano plays a larger role in many of the tracks, bringing an ethereal modern classical feel to the Green Kingdom sound at times. Although the mood ranges from pensive to lighter pieces, the intent was to provide soundscapes that elevate one's midstate to the clouds above.

mastered by Ian Hawgood

Buy CD / DL

THE GREEN KINGDOM - With You

Taken from the upcoming album 'Watering a Fake Flower'.

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Open to the Sea are Enrico Coniglio & Matteo Uggeri...

Enrico Coniglio: piano, organ, Yamaha TX7
Matteo Uggeri: rhythms, field recordings, samples, sort of backing vocals

with:

Mattia Costa: drums
Alessandro Sesana: trumpet
Andrea Serrapiglio: cello, drones

Recorded by Enrico Coniglio and Matteo Uggeri in Venice and Milan.
Drums recorded by Gianmaria Aprile at Argolab, Varese.
Cello recorded by Andrea Serrapiglio.
Additional VOG treatments on “I Can Hear…” by Gianmaria Aprile.

Mixed and produced by Matteo Uggeri
Mastered by Ian Hawgood
Artwork by Daniel Crossley

www.fluidaudio.co.uk

Watering a Fake Flower

Open to the Sea - If One Moment Could Be My Entire Life (Pt 1 & II)

Fortresses guides a pensive, ethereal meditation on the passage of time with his debut release, Eve, on Dragon’s Eye Recordings. 

A day may be observed by exact moments, counted down by the hands on a clock; or, its progress might be witnessed through less immediate means—a shift in shadows, the sky’s hue, the air as it warms and cools. 

In this sense, Fortresses both measures the day with exactitude, and honors its slower unfoldings. Each of Eve’s three carefully crafted compositions allow the listener to hone in on a singular element, or lean back into a wider gentle drone. One can pinpoint a hint of static, or drift with a melodic looping hum as it phases in and out again. 

In his own words Fortresses offered us some insight into the making of Eve: 

Eve formed slowly during a self-reflective and transformative period in my life. The songs stand as a personal document of the time they were made and the rituals that gave shape to them—watching the seasons change from my studio window, letting the colours and qualities of light inspire the compositions; and long walks in East London’s natural and urban areas where I would listen to rough edits of the tracks and record open-air sounds that blended well with the music. 

With this music, the process is compositional and very deliberate, as opposed to improvised or open-ended. The tracks are manipulated guitar and synth lines, meshed with both raw and processed field recordings, and broken chords and melodies made with a Mellotron iPhone app.

Fortresses - June

originally released as a shorter version on the DER WANDERER ÜBER DEM NEBELMEER COMPILATION by pest production now is available in its entirety on the a death cinematic ep: YOUR FATE TWISTING, EPIC IN ITS CRUSHING MOMENTS released by simple box construction.

In the tumbling dawn light, their eyes fall frozen through the mist and rain

Drops in an Ocean

Andrew Sherwell - Ektenia
Release date: 02.10.2018
Format: CD/Digital
Limited Edition, Professionally manufactured high quality CDr's, limited to 60 copies. Handmade packages contains an enveloppe and inside wallet, hand numbered.
Different colors available: Brown Kraft - Off white/Beige - Copper

Order here: https://shimmeringmoodsrecords.bandcamp.com/album/ektenia

1. Ektenia 01 v4
2. Ektenia 02 v4
3. Ektenia 03 v4
4. Ektenia 04 v4
5. Ektenia 06 v4
6. Ektenia 07 v4
7. Newektenia 01 v4
8. Newektenia 02 v4
9. Newektenia 03 v4

Music by Andrew Sherwell
Mastered by Stephan Mathieu 
Shimmering Moods Records 2018
SHM 081

“They enter accompanied by angels,” was my grandfather’s claim. 

And who was I to disagree? I could certainly believe that they did. In fact, I did believe it and I knew it to be true, much like everything Grandfather told me. 

As the doors opened, I could feel the shock of the cold breeze as the angels flew in. I could see them swoop patterns through the rising clouds of frankincense, caught in the golden beams from the stained-glass windows. 

For much of the rest of the service, I would look for glimpses of them, high in the dome, in the architecture. It’s not as though I could watch the service; I was too short, hemmed in by Sunday Best and hats. Grandfather saw everything. At six feet six inches, he towered over the rest of the congregation, yet he too spent most of the service gazing up. Every now and then he would squeeze my hand and gesture with his head. I tried to follow his gaze, but he could see them better than me. 

I may not have seen much of the service, but I would certainly listen to it all. I loved it. The priest chanting, the murmured response of the congregation, the sung response from the choir. Oh, the choir! How they filled even that cavernous cathedral. That sound, that glorious sound; it would wash around the structure and reverberate back, repetition upon repetition. Repetition upon repetition. I understood not a word, the language was not mine, but that mattered not. I understood the message. “Just let yourself feel it,” was Grandfather’s advice. 

It was a heady mix; the angels, the frankincense, the singing. Too much for a ten-year old me. I would regularly faint. Maybe the starched collar of my Sunday Best would cut off the circulation to my head as I gazed forever upwards. Maybe, I was just overcome with it all, as the old ladies who fussed me to my feet in broken English would suggest. Maybe, as Grandfather said, it was the gaze of an angel that did it. 

Turns out he was right. 

Turns out I have always been susceptible to angels. And occasionally to demons, for what are they but fallen angels? Angels who have lost their grace, angels removed from the Word. And if angels can fall that far, then surely too can man. And telling angel and demon apart has always been the problem. 

Experience of the numinous is unsettling. Forget the demons for a minute, what about the angels? Not the embarrassingly twee, cloying sentimentality of New Age spirituality angels, but angels of the older religions. Manifestations of the Word, on one hand baby-killers, city-levellers, enactors of God’s wrath, and on the other, bringers of a calm joy inimitable in our ridiculously over-wrought, over-stimulated and alienated society. What could be more disturbing, confusing, traumatic? What could be more overwhelming? It’s enough to make you faint. 

Now I am only rarely bothered by the angels. The demons appear to have completely given up: lightweights. Years of medication and first-class counselling have seen to that. For better or worse, I seem, by and large, to be left to myself, to get on with it. 

But I miss them. They provided glimmer and shimmer in this dark and heavy world. 

Perhaps this album is an attempt to recreate that feeling, the one the 10-year-old me felt. Woozy in the stifling repetition, spotting shapes in the smoke, alert to the whispers of both demons and angels. 

Andrew Sherwell

Andrew Sherwell - Ektenia (Album Preview)

track 3 from the CAGLIOSTRO an original score album for the one night exhibition of the same name. presented in a 19th century rectory , detroit on february 2nd, 2019.

for availability and purchase information on this very limited handmade edition please go to the A DEATH CINEMATIC band camp page.

https://adeathcinematic.bandcamp.com/album/cagliostro

released by simple box construction.

Amidst The Most Holy Threefold Wisdom

this is a track from the CAGLIOSTRO EXHIBITION SOUNDTRACK by a death cinematic released on simple box construction in a handmade limited edition of less than 100.

Of Their Grandest Features Upon Rapture And Despair

Forthcoming on Fluid Audio...

Lucia Adam + Alex Smalley
April 2017 - February 2019
Weimar, Germany

www.fluidaudio.bigcartel.com

Tides

Ilm - Tides

Taken from the upcoming 2 x CD album 'The Book of Dusts' by Emmanuel Witzthum and E & I

Audio: Emmanuel Witzthum / Craig Tattersall
Poetry: Emmanuel Witzthum
Mastering: Ian Hawgood
Design: Daniel Crossley
Label: Fluid Audio

www.fluidaudio.bigcartel.com

The Book of Dusts

Emmanuel Witzthum - Book Of Shadows

a death cinematic [ ignis letum ] is a solo guitar noise, sounds of sadness, drone, broken down apocalyptic melody maker and sole proprietor of simple box construction. simple box construction is a diy and art-house label and press specializing in exclusive handmade and limited edition visual and musical releases for a death cinematic. a death cinematic and simple box construction are an extremely DIY endeavor. the approach is not unlike one might use to make a painting or a sculpture. not all mistakes are eliminated, some are embraced and built upon as others might only slightly be covered or changed in order to produce a whole new effect.

In the tumbling dawn light, their eyes fall frozen through the mist and rain

a death cinematic

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