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Aokigahara (青木ヶ原), known as the Suicide Forest is a 35-square-kilometre forest that lies at the northwest base of Mount Fuji in Japan. Aokigahara forest is dense, shutting out all but the natural sounds of the forest itself. The forest has an historic association with demons in Japanese mythology, and it is a notoriously common suicide site. 

Duncan Ritchie explores the long journey to Aokigahara through soundscapes ripe with lonely pianos on textural backdrops. Duncan spent countless hours field recording on the voyage between Tokyo to Aokigahara which creates the perfect atmospheric companion to the intricate instrumental approach. This is a beautiful dark ambie

Flowers For Bodysnatchers - Aokigahara

God Body Disconnect debuts on Cryo Chamber with Dredge Portals, an emotional roller coaster of an album that reaches through several genres of music to serve us a strong narrative of storytelling. 

Using everything from electronics, guitars to field recordings and vocals this is an incredibly diverse album not to be missed. 

Running time: 57 minutes
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released January 12, 2016 

Written, Produced, Vocals - Bruce Moallem 
Artwork, Mastering - Simon Heath

God Body Disconnect - Rise Of The Dormant Host

Ugasanie's cold drones meets Dronny Darko's meticulous sound design on this dark and brooding arctic album. 

Two weeks you've been scouring the arctic sea. No sun since you reached the north, the dark water a constant fractured mirror that meets the universe above and pulls you into its black fold. Everything points to "it" resting beneath the ice, in a slumber of centuries. 

Three weeks, now on land, you're getting close. Down here beneath the ice you feel disconnected from the world, like you are leaving the present as you spelunk into the past. You snap another glow stick and throw it down the ice shaft, the light strobes off crystalline walls as it reveals an ancient structure below. The Arctic Gates. 

For lovers of cold atmospheres and a feeling of isolation.

AZATHOTH

ALEX