I wanted to make a statement especially in the political times were in this is for all the dolls and my lgbt babes

Im For The Dolls,TKO

Vocals and gheishi strings by Anais Giulia @user-520332251
Other sounds by Box Number Eleven
Image by Anais Giulia

Desire (featuring Anais Giulia)

Another snippet from Califo Paean, this time featuring bass guitar fighting for its life amongst the reverb. 

Caligo Paean is a 1 hour long sound piece installed on river front property in the town of Franklin, Tasmania as part of the exhibition "When The Fog Clears". It formed part of the Ten Days on The Island Festival March 2025.
The work was installed in several locations across the property including a stack of subs under an old bus, in the main exhibition space and in an abandoned shed some 40 metres from the main area . The speakers were 'tuned' quite differently depending on their location and the sound was not delay corrected with the result of each mini-installation merging with each other in odd sonic ways - kind of calling the listener from one spot to another. The the work features field recordings, percussion, piano, bass guitar and Intonarumori as well as this special one off choir : )

Caligo is the Ancient goddess of Chaos. Born of the fog she controls the darkness, dwells in the void and is as old as the primordial matter that created the universe. This work is a tribute to the goddess as she continues to influence our lives and, in the case of this installation, the site and concept informing the show.

Official press release below for The Fog Clears

Every day, the mists of the Huon Valley perform a seductive dance, gently obscuring and revealing contours of the fertile land and waters. Situated in The Watershed Franklin, When The Fog Clears features six artists from lutruwita / Tasmania exploring the region’s iconic mists through a variety of mediums including installation, sculpture, illustration, sound, and video.

Developed exclusively for Franklin, this exhibit extends from the waterfront itself into the chambers, kilns, and rafters of the shed, inviting visitors to consider fog as an atmosphere that can cloak us in unexpected ways.


image credit: Rosie Hastie

Caligo Paean (Bass solo)

Recorded in Modesto, Ca. Featuring Hammond B3 Electric Organ solo. Vibraphone solo. Alto Saxophone solo. Acoustic Piano solo.  Acoustic Bass. Gibson L5 Electric Guitar Rhythm. Vibraphone Rhythm. Drums Full kit Acoustic drum set. Percussion Rainstick, Tree Chimes, 22" Ride & Crash Cymbal.

Cannery Row

Wingding

Remixes

Night in the Downhill Forest (Remix)

Asked you to stay

Bonfire Heart

I still hear your voice in the hallway tonight
Like a memory folded in satin white
We were sparks in a thunderstorm
Didn’t know love could feel that warm

You held me like time never mattered
Like gravity just… shattered

I was walking on air, floating on truth
Every breath tasted like you
No ground beneath, no fear, no fight
Just your name in the hush of night
I was walking on air…
Till you let go
And I’m still floating, but I don’t know
Where to land

Told the stars all our secrets and dreams
Now they echo through stormy streams
You were the song I didn’t write
But I whispered you in every line

We kissed like the end was beginning
Like losing could somehow be winning

I was walking on air, lifted by fire
Your love was pain in silk attire
No tether, no edge, just you and me
In a world that forgot gravity
I was walking on air…
Then you let go
Now the sky’s too quiet, and I don’t know
How to fall

I still reach out in dreams
To the ghost of what we used to be
A breath I can’t exhale
A wind I cannot sail

I was walking on air, dancing through flame
Calling your silence by name
I’d give every star back to the sky
If you'd hold me one more time
I was walking on air...
Now I'm standing still
But loving you—I always will

Buy Here

WALKING ON AIR

Au café      (Translated after the French text )

Vidéo :   https://youtu.be/w2khMpQoAHc


Texte     :  Yves Marilier
Chant     :  Muette
Musique :  Alain Illos

Nous avions rendez-vous
à "La Petite Madeleine"
où nous étions chez nous.
Un café comme on l'aime.
C'est jour anniversaire
de la première fois,
mais tu es à la guerre
et tu ne viendras pas.

J'ai commandé un verre
comm' si tu étais là ;
peut être, je l'espère,
le vin te remplacera.
Tu veux m’écrire une lettre,
je suis venue pour ça,
s'il l’vin tourne la tête,
je crois qu'il m'aidera.

Pour essuyer le fard
qui coule de mes yeux,
je me sers du buvard,
mais je n'y vois pas mieux.
Tu n’as pas écrit une
seule ligne, tu vois,
vu que le porte-plume
se refuse à mes doigts.

J'ai bien peur que la page
ne reste toute blanche
autant que ton visage
qui pleure sur tes manches.
Mais il faut qu'elle s'en aille
te dire tout là-bas
que j'ai le cœur en bataille,
prêt à mourir pour toi. 

Ici, dans notre café
où j'ai vidé mon verre,

l'alcool fait son effet,
elle est finie la guerre
et ma lettre s'envole
pleine de mots d'amour
te dire ma joie folle.
Je rêve à ton retour.
 
Nous avions rendez-vous
à "La Petite Madeleine"
où je suis un peu soûle ;
Dépêche-toi, je t'aime !
Et fais-moi oublier
mes frissons et ma peine,
car je n'ai pas pensé
à mettre une petite laine.
Il faut que tu reviennes.

At Café 

Our appointment was
at "La Petite Madeleine"
where we felt right at home.
A café just the way we like it.
It's the anniversary
of the first time,
but you're at war
and won't be coming.

I've ordered a glass
as if you were here;
maybe, I hope,
the wine will replace you.
You want to write me a letter,
that's why I came,
if l'vin turns his head,
I think he'll help me.

To wipe the blush
from my eyes,
I use the blotting paper,
but I can't see any better.
You haven't written a single
line, you see,
since the
penholder refuses to accept my fingers.

I'm afraid the page
will remain as blank
as your face
weeping on your sleeves.
But it's got to go
tell you all the way over there
that my heart's in knots,
ready to die for you.

Here, in our café
where I've emptied my glass,

the alcohol takes its toll,
the war's over
and my letter flies off
full of words of love
telling you of my mad joy.
I dream of your return.
 
We had an appointment
at "La Petite Madeleine"
where I'm a little drunk;
Hurry up, I love you!
And make me forget
my shivers and my pain,
because I didn't think
of putting on a little wool.
You've got to come back.

Au café avec Muette

Give ear to my words, O LORD, consider my meditation. - Psalm 5:1 (KJV)

A Midnight Prayer

Chapter 237 of 266

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Taffeta 237

TAFFETA | 237

Belial Pelegrim is an electronic musician and producer known for crafting dark, cinematic, and experimental music. His work blends elements of ambient, glitch, IDM, and neoclassical styles, often creating immersive soundscapes that evoke a sense of mystery and introspection. Pelegrim's compositions are characterized by their rich textures and atmospheric depth. He frequently explores themes of surrealism, metaphysics, and the ethereal, drawing listeners into complex auditory experiences. Pelegrim's music often incorporates a hybrid of organic and electronic sounds, pushing the boundaries of conventional genres.​