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Medicine Prelude

weberalcantu.bandcamp.com/album/mirror-in-mirror

Open up your surprise gift and fall into our story – a musical, visual and literary experience which blends the digital and tangible worlds.

Audio: Fonum
Illustration: Stasia Ibragim
Text: Michael Iona
Handcrafting: mal vertieft

Product Photography : Tabea Möhlis

Mirror in mirror @ Weber & Alcantu (Album preview)

UncertainPortals (xtract)

Guitar improvisation with field recording.
From the CD 'A Quiet Place'. 
Bandcamp: https://martinhoogeboom.bandcamp.com/album/a-quiet-place
Mastered by Marlon Wolterink.

These improvisations are influenced by the landscape near the river Eem. This empty landscape has everything to do with swamps reclaimed in the Middle Ages, the expansion of the Zuiderzee and the many floods that occurred here until 1932. At high tide, the water flowed over the dikes and sometimes they broke. The inflowing water then sanded a vortex hole, which is called a "waai". These ‘waaien' are now small lakes behind the dikes. It is an old and empty landscape where the light bounces off their surface and clouds moving over slowly.

A Quiet Place

WAAI

Taken out of the drawer, created in December 2020. Broken rhythmic and ambientoid structures

Rabbit hole

The legs of words grow out of mud mouths

as it seems, even abundance-sufficing throng eats away hour after hour in its root, face.

"Oh, heavens!" you bear witness to the process by which being is assimilated  into enduring custom,

that manner in which that uncontrollable tool takes on its newness without fail 

so that its timelessness pervades the soul's vault;

in its incontinent insanity, that sudden and gripping start of many - a language - in its sharp lip-smacking--thus quite pointless and enormous 

with its almost infinite thrust, forcefully  coming of age, reason and chaos collapse side by side 

with a torrent of nonsense tongue twisters. 

Acting unabashedly, lacking no self-doubt, and so "where" and "why" take a back seat in the absence of nuance lost in timeless hymn-singing: 

Exactly to that tummy's plane is it timely; thus the acme of universality is but an economic process 

just as the last of that sets in these habits, that unless that branch of earth becomes one with the trunk and, or it doesn't matter in the least.

I'm not counting on it; unused single wood on fresh sap, and so consequently is my seed not without value: 

"Even as a not-so-distant prospect, there it is sitting steadfast in its tent, for surely it must carry one's knowing gaze for some distance, 

its standing* and crouching legs, rooted in its home soil.Fortunes seem to linger--do they decay? (Oh, pshaw!)"

*these quite haphazardly inserted moves bear some sort of resemblance to the way one might approach someone in an unchaperoned house (see you back at our house) and politely greet/bother them :)

It is a rather boiling development, one of the few in this world that manages to take you by your honesty and its quivering raw fleshtude, that gets you on its stage astounded, so dejectedly alone standing making your heart overboil once more in its wake.

¨˙\v∆\\V/⁄Æ⁄\.`

part of the Darksiders Summer Playlist 2022
https://soundcloud.com/pfaender/sets/darksiders-summer-colors

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