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Sidney Werner - Environment (Original Mix)

Album Title: ̷F̷̷o̷̷u̷̷l̷ ̷P̷̷l̷a̷̷y̷
Release Date: (̷0̷̷9̷/̷0̷̷9̷)

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The need to inform has transformed seamlessly into a desire to contribute. Platonics 01 reflects our long-term alertness to our surroundings, it is an impulse to reassess our priorities. Some things cannot be left for tomorrow.

Gin&Platonic is the common sense of the long-abandoned extroverts, the newfound introverts, and of those constantly in-between. It's comfortable but challenging at times. A matter of intuition. It's something sentimental about being cynical. It is a state of double-edged irony.

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respectful but aware
medium and the moment
raw imprint
collecting artifacts & archievements as treats
share & outline
out of a soapbox
long run with a back-up plan
the virgo season

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Mastered by Dominik Suchý
released July 1, 2018

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Evitceles – Unease

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Lensk, 'Stoptime' (2018). Courtesy angoisse, Barcelona.

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Marco Colocci is an Italian producer and sound engineer based in Berlin. Learning how to play the contrabass and music theory has initiated the growth of his interest in the techniques of field recording and sound design, as well as his overall passion for electronic music. After self-releasing music during his teens, and later producing for Taiwanese artist Sabiwa from Chinabot, under the moniker Queimada he now presents a debut record coming out on Gin&Platonic.

Built around a concept proposed by Harvard professor E.O. Wilson, Eremocene depicts a future state of miserable epoch into which human species is slowly but steadily accelerating. Characterized by the existential & material isolation that comes from having calamitously extinguishing other forms of life on Earth while intrepidly fulfilling our immediate needs, the future labeled as The Age of Loneliness sees our identity completely transformed.
On the record, Queimada explores precisely the conflict between the tempting ease and a pang of unconfessed guilt in an attempt to capture the ironical relationship they epitomize. The album represents an encounter between different techniques of granular synthesis and field recording. The encounter between the unstoppable and destructive, altogether resulting in a disruptive anthem of the intensifying burden of the postmodern times.

Produced by @queimada77
Mastered by Wim Dehaen
Artwork by Jiri Macku

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Queimada - Reveal

ju ca - Gestures (@ptwiggs Remix)

Mastered by Sean McCann at Recital Program

Artwork is 'Untitled 7' by Lucas Dupuy

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ju ca - Gestures (ptwiggs Remix)

Lastrack for a one-hour musical narration of survival in a world plagued by a mysterious disease turning humans into flesh bag, stripped of any conscience, walking aimlessly to spread the infection, coughing and spitting. The ground is slowly turning into living bio-tissues, carrying more of the deadly micro-organisms. It feels like this new virus is sentient, having something in mind, a grievance against humanity and more importantly, a goal …

SOUFFRANCE FM #34 / LASTRACK (THE THING LIFE HATES)

╳ Extracted from "RITUAL" by @shevsmachine

╳ Stream / Purchase: https://ghostcity.bandcamp.com/album/ritual

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Produced & Mixed by SHE/MACHINE during 2020.
Master & Artwork by Marco Zanella.

╳ She/Machine
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- shevsmachine.bandcamp.com

╳ Ghost City
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SHE/MACHINE ╳ De.script

SYNOPSIS
As a child you dreamt nightly of forest and immortals: tribes of experimental bears and wolves. You recorded secrets shouted by cicadas, who first heard them whispered from roots of the great central tree. In this hypogeal gossip, sky dwellers were the evil ambitious gods. You were told, “It’s the underworld, deep below the soil, that’s where you are loved”.
You’d wake with sleep sand in your eyes and disbelieve the elves and their paintings. You’d even find the rumours from the tree a little slanted. But that one dream, with the boiling hand and ladybug ice cubes, the face buried in the funeral garden—that, you never forgot. When it proved a kind of premonition, you became a shadow self.
Your thoughts became a monoculture, writing the same fantasy on repeat. Over and over again your fiction coddled the creatures who once lived in your dreams, until the numbness spread and they could no longer hold a lute, let alone fend off pests.

Story & Voice by Claire Morse
Music by Levan Shanidze

read story: https://blueyogurt.medium.com/funeral-garden-claire-morse-b0b8bc87db3a

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