𓂃 Episode 08-- Ireland Free┈┉ Ireland free  ┈┈a collection of revolutionary speeches and poems read by Michael MacLiammoir (English/Gaelic) ꒱꒱

━┈━here moving in a psych galaxy- blending acid folk with liquid drum&bass for a kaleidoscopic journey through words of freedom.


Broadcasted on Radio Alhara ━┈ 16.04.2025━═

Morning Mantra w/ Amanita • Ireland Free ┈ Revolutionary Speeches & Poems

The sky overcast, the air a bit chilly and flecked with an occasional rain drop. Spring is looking a bit subdued at the moment here in Brooklyn. All being said, there is still an energetic feeling when walking through the city and seeing the evening come alive with the comings and goings of a million people.

Like a perfect soundtrack to a night time ride through New York, Margaux Gazur’s forth-coming LP on Smallville gives feelings of introspection albeit with a bit of a twist. Through deft use of softer melodic pads, and interesting percussive patterns, Margaux keeps things fresh and lends an edge to a familiar auditory locale.

Su Phu, coming at C1 on the double vinyl release (digital as well, so don’t worry there) starts as a dark, rolling affair, with crunching textured sounds panning around rhythmic bass lines that persist throughout. As the track progresses, bright melodies come into play to lighten the mood and even contribute to a dynamic, ever shifting groove that constantly keeps your attention pinned.

Margaux Gazur’s Blurred Memories LP will be released out into the world on May 23rd.

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PREMIERE: Margaux Gazur - Su Phu [Smallville]

"Summer of Solstice 3055: 

I’d just returned from a long stint working the orbital docks, preparing to settle back into the life cycle routine that was Valkor Zenith. The last thing I expected was to reconnect with three old friends from my days at the Echo House orphanage. Sora had slipped back from exile on Neoterra Prime. Rion had fled the undercity of Crysalis after a grav-bike race gone bad. And Omrin, who I hadn’t seen or heard of in more than a decade, had shown up out of nowhere as if no time had passed with a stolen data map and a proposition: we’d go find the Dream Beacon.

We’d grown up with the story. A myth, really. Some ancient alien relic buried deep in the sand sea, spoken of in hushed tones in level D bars and back-alley data centres. The promise was simple, if you could reactivate its signal with your own transmission, you’d be granted your most longed-for dreams and unimaginable wealth. No one had ever found it.

I’m still not entirely sure what made us set off and follow Omrin so blindly that summer. Maybe it was grief, maybe hope. Or just that need to move, to do anything but sit still. Each of us were adrift in our own orbit of longing and loss, and somehow, we collided again, drawn together like shards of a broken constellation.

We had left the neon haze of Valkor Zenith behind at sunset, riding the wide stretches of plasma rail to the outer edges as the city lights faded behind us. Nights were lit by twin moons and we passed the time listening to old mixes we’d recorded in our youth, our playlists humming through our comms as we hurtled across other-worldly landscapes at 200mph. In the two months that followed, we would laugh in the ruins of the Oblivion Cradle, party with rogue miners in bioluminescent fungi caverns, feel the cold rush of air as our bikes skimmed the ridges of the Halcyon Scar, be chased by Karn bike gangs through synth-storms, and save a lone settler named Joyce trapped in a dust pocket whilst traversing the Ash Spires. 

As we hurtled towards the promise of the Dream Beacon, I often wondered, was the beacon even real? And if it was, what would I even upload as my transmission? Maybe one of those old mixes we used to make. I’m sure all these questions flickered across all our minds, unspoken. But that summer, deep down, none of it really mattered. I would’ve followed those three anywhere..."

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Distant Signals 077: Villella

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PREMIERE⚡️Treasure Island - Bepsy Conk [end if;]

"Venus appears to me in a dream. The sky is cloudless and I drift into a pine forest, mesmerised by the sound of her flute. I find myself entangled in a dance of indecipherable mumblings that, like the woods' inhabitants, change shape when night falls.
I glimpse a luminous mist in the distance, guiding me towards a veiled cedar cabin. I step inside, abandoning myself alongside the other participants. The melody of the flute begins to distort into a fossilised howl, melting into my eardrums and merging with the echoes of a forest that grows ever more distant.
And in the midst of these rustling whispers, I find myself reduced to dust. The flaming light of the cabin will show me the way out: in the fire of darkness, I choose a new life. "

Spanish-born but now based in Milan, Ultramarín (@ultramarin-blau) explores sound as a vessel of shifting consciousness. Embracing deep listening as a core element in her practice, her aim is to expand the boundaries of perception, going below the surface of what is heard. Distinguished by an eclectic approach, her sets span from experimental ambient to downtempo, to hypnotic and avant-garde techno.

Recorded at Espacio Perpendicular (@espacio-perpendicular) during the temple chptr. 9 † celebrating a world of echo † 28·06·2025 w/ ‡ Doozer  ‡ Josephine Soundscapes  ‡ DOC ‡ Pillen.

#temple_for_listeners is an event dedicated to attentive listening and static dance, curated by Camu and Josephine's Soundscapes for Espacio Perpendicular.+

HOCast #256 x temple chptr. 9 - Ultramarín

~ from Helsinki to Paris ~ Jeku joins us for the latest edition of the Lucid Mix series. big ups @jeku_fin

Lucid Mix: Jeku (FIN)

For our twenty sixth installment we’ve invited Minù Jr, a DJ and producer based in France. He describes himself a as multifaceted project in constant evolution, always in search of new influences.

His music stands out with a hypnotic universe that blends deep techno pulses with sound experiments, creating an immersive atmosphere during his sets.

Last year, he joined the roster of the Lyon-based collective/label Monochrome, releasing an EP titled Qabam — four tracks of synthetic drum’n’bass tinged with dub.

Lately, he has been exploring live performance alongside another producer in the same genre, Tampo.

Some words about this mix:
“In this mix, I've embraced a slower tempo, which has been captivating me lately. Tracks with lower BPMs have become increasingly appealing, and I've been producing quite a few of them recently. They play a key role in my live set with my friend Tampo.

This podcast maintains a steady pace at 120 BPM, featuring tracks from artists I've been listening to for a while, along with some new discoveries.
I hope you enjoy this humble journey.”


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HYPNOSIS 026 MINÙ JR

Animalia alumni, the very talented @al-den-te at Diega, a New Years Festival held in the bush near Melbourne. 30th December 3-4am, 2024.

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PREMIERE⚡️Treasure Island - Bepsy Conk [end if;]

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