“What do you do when your world starts to fall apart? I go for a walk, and if I’m really lucky, I find mushrooms. Mushrooms pull me back into my senses, not just -like flowers- through their riotous colors and smells but because they pop up unexpectedly, reminding me of the good fortune of just happening to be there. Then I know that there are still pleasures amidst the terrors of indeterminacy. (…)” 

Anna Lowenhaupt Tsing, The Mushroom at the End of the World – On The Possibility of Life in Capitalist Ruins

90 autumnal minutes of forest sounds, foraging quotes and psychedelic tracks: https://cashmereradio.com/episode/fictions-46-w-gigsta-in-the-forest-autumn-aroma-edition/

Fictions #46 w/ Nono Gigsta 26.10.2021 - In The Forest (Autumn Aroma Edition)

Recorded live from @RefugeWorldwide - this show inspired by Mist, all things deep, atmospheric and spacious, with some warmth and soul -- dub techno, deep house, dub-wise tracks.

𝙡𝙞𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙙𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 w CCL #12 Mist @refugeworldwide

Lulled into melancholic tales by other joe (@josephbuchan), musician, producer and label head from Melbourne, a city that has given me so much in musical terms. This mix —sketched for loved ones— signifies the 100th landmark at FR, which I celebrate as an enduring and beautiful journey through the ever-expanding music realm. A heartfelt thanks to every soul who has contributed to this project so far.

Artwork x Isidora Amenábar.

FR100 other joe (Melbourne, AUS)

An exploration of microscopic textures across the dub continuum.

https://www.instagram.com/__k_wata



Micro Dubs with K Wata @ The Lot Radio 03-06-2025

@dgradeknockoff on the 2nd of November 2024 from 6pm - 9pm in the North Woods.
This set was recorded on Boonwurrung & Gunaikurnai country.
Always was, always will be.

D-Grade in the North Woods – Zeerust 2024

It is not easy to find Saphira, and it is even harder to leave. If it so chooses, the city will appear first as a quivering mirage on the horizon, second as a blinding stone mirror, and third as a sprawling maze whose sounds and sensations embrace the traveler in a slow and languid frenzy. Quite famously, it is home to countless locked eyes and spellbound hearts. It is a place whose deep currents of longing, like the sound of its ocean shore, seem to rumble and hiss under the surface of every word and gesture, in every bead of sweat that blooms from the glimmering skin of its people.

Saphira is at all times caught between a low-lying sun to the west and a glowing moon to the east. They hang above the skyline with an eerie stillness, watching the city’s tireless creatures writhe together in tenderness and sin, casting upon them a pale, silvery gold light that hangs heavy in the humid air. It is in the tension of this peculiar light and its slender, tangled shadows that Saphira’s longing grows dense and time thickens within its walls. Traveler and resident alike are suspended in an endless eros, caught tightly between pain and pleasure, between the sting of saltwater in one’s eyes and the sticky sweetness of ripe fruit on one’s lips. 

Perhaps this is why Saphira’s radios and televisions stutter with phrases and images so ghostly yet so intimately familiar, why its dusty buildings seem always to crumble so gloriously yet never collapse, why around every corner there is a street that so closely resembles one of a distant and loving memory, and why the curling flakes of paint on its walls and facades will reach out against the heat without fading or falling. It is a city inside of want and outside of time.

Text by Devon Hansen, Photo by CCL

Invisible Cities Ⅰ: 𝓼𝓪𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓪

@djbabyleo and @relaxerelaxer stop by the station to melt our faces with insane selections. 

Fine Homebuilding 11: Baby Leo & Relaxer

this mix is named after by my favorite collection of poems by louise gluck, a copy of which was gifted to me by my poetry mentor who guided me in my early years writing. The title refers to an early collection of Dante, detailing his love for his eternal muse, Beatrice. In italian, “Vita nova” means new life. 

a few weeks ago my copy of Vita Nova was lost in a electrical fire in my bedroom along many of my most treasured items, books, and letters  - these things i have taken with me through every move, no matter how temporary. yet, as i searched through the rubble, i found that a couple of my most delicate things survived. i feel there must be some symbolism to this. 

since then, i’ve been reflecting on the bittersweetness of renewal and regeneration, of creating space to mourn what was lost - and of finding beauty in the knowledge that each of these material things are connected to individuals and experiences i treasure. 

this mix is filled with tracks i adore, many of which i have been coming back to over the last couple years, or have been shown to me by people i love. it is a live recording from when i played after the brilliant Sybil @syberkid in montreal this past winter. It’s a little rough around the edges — but as always, comes straight from the heart.

⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁  vita nova  ⟡ ݁ . ⊹

First thing on Fridays - Jack Rollo's here to take care of things.  
Find the full tracklist and related episodes on NTS: https://www.nts.live/shows/early-bird-show-jack-rollo/episodes/early-bird-show-jack-rollo-29th-august-2025

CCL - sit on my interface (part 1/2)

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