o2.os : untitled
Terre Thaemlitz : A City On Springs. : Tranquilizer : Instinct Ambient
The Humble Bee : Manual With Foot Pedal : Instruction Bookle N. 1232 : Dauw
Eject Project : Heart : 777XXX : Ethereal Sound
Stars Of The Lid : Articulate Silences : (Part 1) : Stars Of The Lid  And Their Refinement Of The Decline : Kranky
STL : Untitled : Untitled : Blundar
Son Of Chi & Radbound Mens : Side A : The Transition Recordings : Astral Industries
Alice Coltrane : Isis abd Osiris : Journey In Satchidananda : Impulse!
Datacide : Data Haiku : Datacide II : Fax +49-69/450464
Spacetime Contiuum : Voice Of The Earth : Sea Biscuit : Astralwerks
Gas : Untitled : Konigsforst : Mille Plateaux
Shuttle358 : Frame : Frame : 12k
Electric Birds : Stem (Ontayso ‘Things Start Where They End’ Remix) : Perspective Fragments Volume One : U-Cover
Stars Of The Lid : Articulate Silences (Part 2) : Stars Of The Lid  And Their Refinement Of The Decline : Kranky
Yo La Tengo : Night Falls ON Hoboken : And Then Nothing Turned Itself Inside-Out : Matador

Returning to Somewhere You’ve Never Been

exploring many sides of electronic music as a producer and a listener

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Who Cares if You Listen:https://chromatone.center/media/pdf/who-cares-if-you-listen.pdf

modern prophecy





“The multitude of your sacrifices—
    what are they to me?” says the Lord.
“I have more than enough of burnt offerings,
    of rams and the fat of fattened animals;
I have no pleasure
    in the blood of bulls and lambs and goats.
 When you come to appear before me,
    who has asked this of you,
    this trampling of my courts?
 Stop bringing meaningless offerings!
    Your incense is detestable to me.
New Moons, Sabbaths and convocations—
    I cannot bear your worthless assemblies.
 Your New Moon feasts and your appointed festivals
    I hate with all my being.
They have become a burden to me;
    I am weary of bearing them.
 When you spread out your hands in prayer,
    I hide my eyes from you;
even when you offer many prayers,
    I am not listening.

Your hands are full of blood!

 Wash and make yourselves clean.
    Take your evil deeds out of my sight;
    stop doing wrong.
 Learn to do right; seek justice.
    Defend the oppressed.[a]
Take up the cause of the fatherless;
    plead the case of the widow.

the prophet Isaiah. 

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Returning to Somewhere You’ve Never Been

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