What came first, the tree or the telegraph pole?
Either way, there was no foresight by those involved.

Bamboo didgeridoo
Yamaha tenor saxophone
Some drum sounds
Chainsaw

Journey Through The Land Of The Deformed Trees

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Chapter 169 of 266
Chapters released every weekend. All TAFFETA tracks are created within seven days.

I use a complete hybrid of organic & electronic sounds within the scope of the Taffeta project. Nothing is out of the question and no limits are set on how things may evolve one way or another.

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TAFFETA VOL. 11 releases on Jan. 5. 2024.

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Taffeta 169

TAFFETA | 169

UnBoxed January 2024

Original lyrics and vocal performance by the superb Shivonne @misssm

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Instruction (Featuring Shivonne)

Let's make evil sweat
Let's make darkness hide away
No more fear of things we cannot see
Just live on with all your certainty

No more shame or guilt
Try your best, be proud of it
Tell me, what could possibly go wrong
It would make a lovely scary song.

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Samples (screeches, train and thunder) from joniheinonen, robbertbecker and funwithsound from freesound.

picture: Dutch dusk nearby where I live.
The windmills looked like claws, the bushes could be hiding anything.

No Fear

Here a new Pythyrsus track with Mesmo :
https://soundcloud.com/mesmo1

Vutan - Pythyrsus

Isn't Enough By CGManess+MrDjBigHouse

Artist Picture. dolorsilentium Instagram
Cover Art Editor. Shyntwirl
PROD. Shyntwirl 

Shyntwirl - Entity (PROD. Shyntwirl)

Time Will Tell

Welcome to the Electric Panda, a notorious bar nestled in the heart of a sprawling, decaying metropolis. This seedy establishment serves as a sanctuary for the outcasts, the rebels, and the dreamers, all seeking solace or escape from their turbulent lives.

The night begins with a sense of revival as the bar's neon lights flicker to life, casting an eerie glow on the worn-down streets. Patrons stream in, their hopes and desires intertwining with the electric hum of the city. Here, in the shadows, old wounds heal, and new alliances form.

Within the bar, the air is thick with tension and the persistence of disparity. It's a place where the elite and the downtrodden collide, their lives intertwined by fate and circumstance. Stories of triumph and despair are whispered over glasses of potent elixirs, as the line between right and wrong blurs.

Amidst the chaos, a covert operation known only as SCF unfolds. Cloaked figures exchange cryptic messages, their plans hidden beneath layers of secrecy. In this den of iniquity, nothing is as it seems, and trust is a rare commodity.

For some, the bar represents a chance to escape from the harsh realities of the outside world. As the music swells, they lose themselves in the rhythm, if only for a fleeting moment. Yet, the shadows always linger, and the dream of freedom remains just out of reach.

At the heart of it all lies the Electric Panda itself, a symbol of both refuge and danger. This enigmatic establishment pulses with life, its walls echoing with the laughter and cries of those who dare to enter. Here, secrets are traded, and destinies are forged in the flickering light.

But beneath the surface, the bar is a social cesspool, teeming with corruption and vice. Deals are struck in dark corners, and lives are shattered with a single word. It's a place where the strong prey on the weak, and only the cunning survive.

Beyond the walls of the Electric Panda lies a digital wasteland, a desolate expanse where the remnants of a once-great civilization now decay. The patrons of the bar are all too familiar with this harsh reality, and they cling to the Electric Panda as their last refuge. In this dystopian world, a fascist government controls all information, rendering the internet a web of deceit. Truth is a rare commodity, and nothing can be trusted; AI illusions blur the line between reality and fiction.

As the night draws to a close, the air becomes tense around the silver chair tucked away in a shadowy corner of the Electric Panda. This chair, a symbol of ultimate authority and secrecy, witnesses the most clandestine of conversations and deals. Only the most daring or desperate dare to sit upon it, knowing it can seal their fate in an instant. This final scene serves as a poignant reminder of the fragility of hope and the enduring spirit of those who frequent the Electric Panda. It's a place where dreams are both born and shattered, and where the line between salvation and damnation is razor-thin.

In Electric Panda, Keith Richie masterfully weaves a tale of intrigue, despair, and redemption. Each track invites listeners to delve deeper into the world of the Electric Panda, where every note tells a story and every beat pulses with life.

🎧 Listen on your favorite platform:
🔗 owtt.lnk.to/electricpandaBC  

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