NTS 075 [20th June 2022] Ft KAVARI

all night drip (ft. Nikolay Kozlov)

Amb Tokyo 2023 

Waitingfor

Bilabial

From dub and dancehall to acid house and grime, London DJ, producer, and poet James Massiah showcases his references and creative influences 
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aloisius 220225

keep fading

yasunori mitsuda - morning sunlight
vim - goodbye payphones
perimeter o - soft electric foot
mcbain83 - chloe
ijji - blink
asaf yahel meluka - body has no answer
jan steele and janet sherbourne - still
yoshio machida - afterimage
michaela antalova and adrian myhr - kalino
bauri vs yellow6 - leitmotiv 3
glint - drama
slow attack ensemble - in another room
otograph - water blue
e*vax - contra costa
black dice - skeleton
soli city - at this point only the memory of it remains vital
dawn dx - +3.50 -4.25
cleo walks through glass - when you were alone
sawako and daisuke miyatani - ? ?
j carter - silence belongs to us
khc - origami
lech janchowski - menuet i
liar flower - i am sundress (she of infinite flowers)

avanti e poi indietro (mix)

By Joonas Siren aka Forces:

"In June 2024 I was in the midst of making a new live set for an upcoming concert. Instead of making new tracks, I decided to use archival recordings and experiments from the past 20-22 years that I have stored in six old external hard drives. I wrote a SuperCollider algorithm to select audio randomly from a massive folder, where all the archived audio was copied. The recordings range from early ‘00 Board of Canada inspired electronica, to analog noise/drone recordings around ‘06-09, to ‘11 modular synth improvisations, to all the way forward to unused SuperCollider experiments of recent years.

Using the algorithm was uncanny. I encountered a lot of sounds that I have no memory of ever making. This felt like unearthing deep, hidden sediments of myself.

What do these different layers reveal? Much has changed during these years of music making, personally and historically. The early recordings have a sense of melancholy and longing that I can’t quite access anymore. Still they are distantly familiar. During those years, my gaze was turned inwards to personal struggles and a sense of sadness that I wanted to reflect with my music. Nowadays, I want to focus on more general discourses instead of personal ones.

After the concert, I used the SuperCollider algorithm again to make this album. All the tracks have been chosen by it. The algorithm also provides some additional manipulation like sudden jump-cuts and fx’s while recording. Only some fade-outs and mastering have been edited
afterwards.

I hope that the serendipitous nature of the album reveals something hidden, perhaps interesting, beautiful or meaningful, among the shifting aural sediments of different temporalities."

Artwork by Ronja-Elina Kappl
Cassette Design by Manu-Sophie Linder
Produced, written, mixed by Joonas Siren
Mastering by Ioannis Nafpliotis

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Superbloom & notes of strings - Everything In One Color

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White Snow

Aethervault is a word born from two ancient roots:

Aether — the unseen essence once believed to fill the heavens; the breath between worlds, where forgotten gods whisper and lost souls drift.

Vault — a sealed chamber, a prison, a treasury of forbidden knowledge.

Together, they form a concept haunted by duality:

Aethervault — the sealed chamber where the unseen is kept.

It is not merely a structure, but a threshold, a containment, a sanctuary for truths too dangerous to breathe open air.

They built it deep within the forest, where the mist never lifts and sunlight dies before touching the ground. The Aethervault— that was the name whispered in the forbidden archives. No records of its construction exist, only fragments of symbols burned into parchment and warnings written in languages long forgotten.

The structure was not meant for worship, nor for study. It was containment. Within its stone heart, the architects of the Veiled Order sought to bind what they could not destroy — a consciousness vast and ancient, a fragment of something that predated human thought.

Those who served within the Gate did not call themselves scientists or priests. They were intermediaries, recording phenomena they could never understand, their writings slowly warping into prayer. When the experiments ceased, the Gate was sealed, its halls lined with sigils that bled rust and memory.

Now, centuries later, the door glows faintly again — a dim, amber pulse beneath the vines and decay. The forest breathes around it, patient and listening, as if waiting for the inevitable return of what once was bound.

The Void Remembers. 

See the full story on Youtube.

Waitingfor

Lucas Dupuy

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