Jelasital

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Done

two days jamming in a hall in cologne…..lot of fun

Imperial Vault of Heaven

live recording in the kitchen of porzer villa (cologne). thanks to the audience for the energy, thanks to porzer villa! it was a great night! Love DEDL

live at Villa Porz - Decameter Waves | Glory Unboxed

We’re not in this together, she said.
We’re in this alone.
And sure, I might take your hand and say: Come, I wanna show you this place, I’m sure you’ve never been there.
And you might then join me for a walk through these streets you always thought you knew, but now you’re not so sure anymore, because the spatiality of everything has changed even though it’s the same place it always has been and it might just be you who has changed.
You might look at me and try to convey these feelings to me, to which I might reply, that’s funny, it reminds me of this dream I had, where I was sitting in the co-driver’s seat of a car, gazing out the windows and trying to make sense of the world outside, not really seeing much through the dark heavy rain, until I suddenly realize it’s not dark at all, it’s actually very very bright and I can see everything extremely clearly, so clearly in fact that amidst all the details I forget what I’m actually looking at, and I loose myself in this world of things and details and I feel this warm glowing feeling of belonging to it, being a part of it, and just at that point where my sense of self is close to annihilation, I realize that I'm still in the car and that I was actually sitting in the driver’s seat all along but now I’m not sure if I’m really driving the car or if the landscape is just coming towards me or if there is actually no movement at all and everything is in fact extremely mind-crushingly still, so still that I’m not sure anymore if something like life exists anymore in this world or if it ever did and if I exist and if this dream I am dreaming is my dream or (for instance) yours.
Because it could very well be that you find yourself standing in the supermarket starring at the vegetables, coming out of some kind of lucid day dream, eventually going on with your grocery shopping, realizing just halfway home that, darnit!, you forgot the toothbrush again, and guiltily realizing for the umpteenth time, that you should make a dentist appointment, it has been too long and sometimes you have this stabbing pain in the left side of your upper jaw, and how the last time you were there, you were sitting in the waiting room and there was this woman you exchanged glances with (or at least you thought you did) and you imagined having these excessive conversations with her about (amidst other things) meta-physical topics like are we really here and is it possible to actually know somebody else or even yourself and is there a way to not be alone in this world, at which point she said:
We’re not in this together.
We’re in this alone.
And then she took my hand.

Bright Euro Teen Gets Educated About Life by Trip Music Band

Dedlcure

Nobody really knows what happened before the Great Blackout of ´37. All recorded data has been lost. Or so we thought. Our outpost in the Delta3-System has recently intercepted transmissions on lower rarely used kreno-frequencies, which strangely correlate with architectural log-files of the Old Society preserved for mere archival use and heretofore rendered useless beyond that. We do not know who sent out these transmissions or who they were meant for. Nevertheless the data gives us reason to believe that we have some fractures of the world before the Great Blackout at our hands.

These fragments - or floes, as we got used to call them here in the lab - offer glimpses into a world that has been and is no more; and to observe and examine the data regarding similarities, deviations and contrasts to our current world is a rather fascinating endeavor. There are elements in the code, which strike the contemporary observer as odd and irritating. And yet these same passages seem to be in harmonious ease with other elements that we recognize as part of our current world, elements that seemed to have survived the passage of time. In that regard they are following a certain inner logic that appears to be simultaneously strikingly obvious and puzzlingly enigmatic.

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Kenn Hartwig - Bass
Laurenz Gemmer - CP 70
Andreas Voelk - Guitar
Thomas Sauerborn - Drums

published by Anunaki Tabla

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