The Baby (Original Score)

I'm Falling Upright

Lafayetta

Opening Titles

Oguere Scape I

Ahem

¡Ay!

El Galatzó

Enviada

Dicen

Atemporal

Epilogo

La desmesura

Bochinche

Contenida

No tiempo

Gena

cosa rara

cosa rara (feat. David Sylvian)

cosa rara (Matias Aguayo's dopamine dub) [feat. David Sylvian]

Mix Made for the program Skyapnea aired on NTS the 19th of December.

Mix - Champaña -

From ou https://careof.bandcamp.com/merch/lucrecia-dalt-ou-12-vinyl

04 - Eleanore (closing track)

Turmoil

Archive from my radio show Pli.

About this show:
Lucrecia weaves a musical map of stretched, processed, and overall abstracted vocal performances.

Curated and engineered by Lucrecia Dalt
Producer Julian Brimmers

Graphic by Aina Climent

Alienated Voices

Archive from my radio show Pli.

About this show:
Flying high through the friendly sky: Lucrecia surveys songs about things that float, levitate and elevate.
This show is dedicated to all those flying artefacts out there: From birds to souls to planes to rockets. From lovers to junk and dust. And to the odd possibility of getting ourselves a lunar space elevator. Not satisfied with getting extractions on the earth, we may need to start bringing lunar matters and deposits of silicon down here. Yeah. 
Well, enjoy as we elevate ourselves and float. 

Curated and engineered by Lucrecia Dalt
Producer Julian Brimmers

Graphic by Aina Climent

Flying Artefacts

Archive from my radio show Pli.

About this show:
Who needs answers when you have the right questions? Lucrecia presents a mix of songs about existential thoughts, doubts and curiosity.

Lucrecia put together a collection of pieces that ask essential questions such as, “How Can You Mend a Broken Heart,” “Is Guava a Donut,” “What Are You Doing with the Rest of Your Life?” and of course, “Do You Really Want To Hurt Me?” A collective, desperate and existential call for attention in the form of a one-hour mix, if you will. Wait, what?

Image by Aina Climent.

Questions

Let my touch be indistinct and instinctive
Let my glance be passer.... by
Let my system swallow its own.... system
Let my breath move outward in 
concentric nothings 
Let it carry the news
Let my motion be expansive
Let my limits be as atmospheres and bracken 
Let my decadence be candid
Let my wanting be scentless
We had touched as only 
atmospheres touch.

Anticlines

Concentric Nothings

Well, you see
no, you don't see
your unforgivable sins 
don't allow you to see 
my splendor
mi esplendor
but somehow
in my fostered idiocy I'm born
You know me, well
you knew me well
you, knew me well until today 
thought you know me well 
you knew me well
you don't listen.

Esplendor

Edge

No era sólida

Disuelta

Ser boca

Tar (Jan Jelinek Remix)

Seca

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