That's a great tone, I like how you're experimenting

non.life is the name of the metaverse made by Versality, the fictional megacorp in Versality, the novel by Rollo Carpenter, aka @ollora and @muterial

Human life would barely have hung on without non.life

https://non.life
https://versality.com
and https://soundcloud.com/muterial/versality

non.life

The Manitoban - Part 1

The first of 31 tracks I made in January 23.... (1 track a day in Jamuary) ... It nearly killed me 🤣! I had no idea on this first day how hard it would be......  Some of these 31 tracks are off soundcloud as they need alot of work

Ambience

Debut EP from Manchester based Cartoon Vandal.

Hunger Cult

Poem written by Edna St. Vincent Millay
(please look up this amazing poet)

Dirge Without Music

I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely.  Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.

Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains,—but the best is lost.

The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love,—
They are gone.  They are gone to feed the roses.  Elegant and curled
Is the blossom.  Fragrant is the blossom.  I know.  But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know.  But I do not approve.  And I am not resigned.

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Voice 
Microkorg
Toy guitar
Midi drums
in GarageBand

The light is gone and we’ll never get it back

Psychomanteum

Sigh

Roque Danse

bandcamp : fhauna.bandcamp.com/album/our-left-…tch-their-souls

youtube : youtu.be/JGfLyu_1v78?si=k_MBdV3YN1Of0TqY

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Un chemin, plutôt qu’une route, et soudain : le petit bois. Un lieu dans le profond duquel je m’enfouirais souvent au cours de cette espèce de vie qu’on se raconte.

On y cernerait toujours un joli nu de paysage. Ce petit bois organise des images qui ne rendent rien sur photographie ; les verts d’imprimerie s’y confondent et ratatinent le beau.
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our left hands catch their souls

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Giant

DBadima

Golden Pockets

musique pour (sur)vivre

https://fhauna.bandcamp.com/


gwenole.fhauna@gmail.com

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weird sisters : https://youtu.be/hSLO9cMlfZ8?si=08cC4E_IwxmXc7Nt

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fhauna

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