Bleeptwig // Ambient Tracks

Late 1970s UK new wave / post-punk thumper with slicing guitars in the vein of Gang of Four and The Pop Group.

About these bands
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gang_of_Four_(band)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Pop_Group


About the title - "Sirenbang" is Chinese for Gang of Four.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gang_of_Four

Sirenbang

Cathedrals of Sand

How About Now

You've come this far. Do you stop. Or keep going?

Sunk Cost Fallacy

Much time has passed, but the harp still resonates.

Strung inside out

In between

A light resonance

An electronic composition created using Pure Data .

Autumn Red Dragonfly (naviarhaiku614)

Limited time Pumpkin Day release.  Happy Halloween!

Dance of the Wild Pumpkins

The Laptop as A Musical Instrument

Trajectory

Another beautiful collaboration with my fellow ambient producers from Studio Obscura.

Lead synths: Blooming Rains
Synths, Pad, Vocals: Enea Gorè
Pads: Our Forgotten Future, Ellipses, Outerlab
Guitars: dreamwarper, Enea Gorè
Ambiences, tones, metals, texture: Outerlab, Ellipses, Bleeptwig, Our Forgotten Future 
Production, mastering: Bleeptwig

On concrete fields

Pagan chant lyrics from Musixmatch - 'Lyke Wake Dirge'

This one night, this one night,
Every nighte and all,
Fire and sleet and candle-light,
And Christ receive thy soul.

When from hence away thou art past,
Every night and all,
To thorny wood thou com'st at last,
And Christ receive thy soul.

If ever thou gavest cloth and shoon,
Every night and all,
Sit thee down and put them on,
And Christ receive thy soul.

If cloth and shoon thou ne'er gav'st,
Every night and all,
The thorn shall prick thee to thy bone,
And Christ receive thy soul.

When from thorny wood thou pass,
Every night and all,
To Brig o' Dread thou com'st at last,
And Christ receive thy soul.

From Brig o' Dread whence thou may'st pass,
Every night and all,
To Purgatory fire thou com'st at last,
And Christ receive thy soul.

If meat or drink thou ne'er gav'st,
Every night and all,
The fire shall burn thee to thy bone,
And Christ receive thy soul.


Lyke Wake Dirge

A piece from the last year archive reworked in these days

Metropolis (everyday life of common people)

A mix between different textures find recently with other sonic material from the last two years archive 
further refinement could be made in the future 
work in progress

Neural engine

Authentic Lizard Dancer

Intensive ambient explorations and other stories.

Cathedrals of Sand

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