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I recently came across this recording of Allen Ginsburg reading his poem "Sunflower Sutra" and thought to set it to this track I had done a about a year ago.  

A proper mix needs to be made when I get back to the studio in Los Angeles that the original backing track was done on :)

Sunflower Sutra
by Allen Ginsburg

I walked on the banks of the tincan banana dock and sat down under the huge shade of a Southern Pacific locomotive to look for the sunset over the box house hills and cry.

Jack Kerouac sat beside me on a busted rusty iron pole, companion, we thought the same thoughts of the soul, bleak and blue and sad-eyed, surrounded by the gnarled steel roots of trees of machinery.

The only water on the river mirrored the red sky, sun sank on top of final Frisco peaks, no fish in that stream, no hermit in those mounts, just ourselves rheumy-eyed and hung-over like old bums on the riverbank, tired and wily.

Look at the Sunflower, he said, there was a dead gray shadow against the sky, big as a man, sitting dry on top of a pile of ancient sawdust--

--I rushed up enchanted--it was my first sunflower, memories of Blake--my visions--Harlem

and Hells of the Eastern rivers, bridges clanking Joes greasy Sandwiches, dead baby carriages, black treadless tires forgotten and unretreaded, the poem of the riverbank, condoms & pots, steel knives, nothing stainless, only the dank muck and the razor-sharp artifacts passing into the past--

and the gray Sunflower poised against the sunset, crackly bleak and dusty with the smut and smog and smoke of olden locomotives in its eye--

corolla of bleary spikes pushed down and broken like a battered crown, seeds fallen out of its face, soon-to-be-toothless mouth of sunny air, sunrays obliterated on its hairy head like a dried wire spiderweb,

leaves stuck out like arms out of the stem, gestures from the sawdust root, broke pieces of plaster fallen out of the black twigs, a dead fly in its ear,

Unholy battered old thing you were, my sunflower O my soul, I loved you then!

The grime was no man's grime but death and human locomotives,

all that dress of dust, that veil of darkened railroad skin, that smog of cheek, that eyelid of black mis'ry, that sooty hand or phallus or protuberance of artificial worse-than-dirt--industrial-- modern--all that civilization spotting your crazy golden crown--

and those blear thoughts of death and dusty loveless eyes and ends and withered roots below, in the home-pile of sand and sawdust, rubber dollar bills, skin of machinery, the guts and innards of the weeping coughing car, the empty lonely tincans with their rusty tongues alack, what more could I name, the smoked ashes of some cock cigar, the cunts of wheelbarrows and the milky breasts of cars, wornout asses out of chairs & sphincters of dynamos--all these

entangled in your mummied roots--and you standing before me in the sunset, all your glory in your form!

A perfect beauty of a sunflower! a perfect excellent lovely sunflower existence! a sweet natural eye to the new hip moon, woke up alive and excited grasping in the sunset shadow sunrise golden monthly breeze!

How many flies buzzed round you innocent of your grime, while you cursed the heavens of your railroad and your flower soul?

Poor dead flower? when did you forget you were a flower? when did you look at your skin and decide you were an impotent dirty old locomotive? the ghost of a locomotive? the specter and shade of a once powerful mad American locomotive?

You were never no locomotive, Sunflower, you were a sunflower!

And you Locomotive, you are a locomotive, forget me not!

So I grabbed up the skeleton thick sunflower and stuck it at my side like a scepter,

and deliver my sermon to my soul, and Jack's soul too, and anyone who'll listen,

--We're not our skin of grime, we're not our dread bleak dusty imageless locomotive, we're all golden sunflowers inside, blessed by our own seed & hairy naked accomplishment-bodies growing into mad black formal sunflowers in the sunset, spied on by our eyes under the shadow of the mad locomotive riverbank sunset Frisco hilly tincan evening sitdown vision.

Clovis - Sunflower Sutra

Official remix of The Ceremonies' "Land of Gathering" by Psychemagik

Get The Ceremonies EP: http://smarturl.it/TheCeremoniesEP
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Land of Gathering (Psychemagik Remix)

Drumcell & Material Object - Strumpet - Brendon Moeller Echologist Trick

FH01 by Audio Werner

A. Rocket
B. Mooder

Release date : 09th of December
Pre-order here : http://www.decks.de/t/audio_werner-fh01/c2f-em

Mastered by Carsten Daembkes
Distributed by Finest Hour
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FH01. Audio Werner - Rocket (128kbps snippet)

Remix by @Audion

// Daniel Avery - New Energy [Collected Remixes]. A double album.
// Includes new reworks from Rødhåd, Silent Servant, Volte-Face, Powell, Conforce and Ø [Phase]
// @phantasysound

Out now: go.phantasysound.co.uk/PHLP05

Buy album

Daniel Avery - Need Electric (Audion Remix)

Released December 2010 on Adjunct Digital

Walker Barnard - Follow The Smoke (Clovis Remix)

Kindly dug-by  DVS1, Slam, Wince Watson, Hrdvsion (Wagon Repair), Alland Byallo, Claude Von Stroke, Richie Hawtin and more…

“Excellent release! Love every cut here, especially Immer Liebe and the Echologist Dub. Brilliant!”
- Claude VonStroke (Mothership/Dirty Bird)

“Excellent!”
- DVS1 (Klockworks, Transmat, HUSH)

“Nice deep bizniz!”
- Slam (Soma Records)

“Really like that stuff. the deeper the child gets the better.”
-Bleed (De:Bug)

“A new & cool release on Affin. Original tracks & remixes are great. Will play for sure. Support !!!”
-Laurent Garnier

“WTM in the area..!”
- Benoît Carretier (Tsugi)

01 deepchild - gnade und vergessen

A bootleg I made of the classic 1936 jazz standard "Caravan" as played by Thelonious Monk, recorded in 1955 with Thelonious Monk on piano, Oscar Pettiford on bass and Kenny Clarke on drums.  Feel free to download this and play it.  :)

Clovis - Monk Enthusiast

Lights Out

The old grieving autumn goes on calling to its summer
the valleys calling to other valleys beyond the ridge
each star is roaring along in the darkness
there is not a sound in the whole night

W.S. Merwin


Clovis - Merwin

Inspired after going to a comedy show at The Groundlings "Black Version" show seeing Keegan-Michael Key (aka Key from Key & Peele) perform made me laugh so hard it motivated me to make a track with leading laughter samples.

Laughter Acid (Mix 1)

Seq007 - Metropolis - A Machine of Desire

Forthcoming Black Butter Records - Out July 2013

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Watch the official video for the original version of Tough Love → youtu.be/LzSHTEpHg2s!

SAILOR & I 
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Tough Love

Tough Love (Aril Brikha Remix – Radio Edit)

"Vaporware 05" from Donato Dozzy Plays Bee Mask 2xLP due out late August.

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