Sometimes the aching sky clicks into rhythm, from it spouts oceans of mesmerising colour upon the people below. Bathe in the light, confide in it, it is our only certainty.

Colour Burst

They only come out at night. Let your ears tell your eyes what to see.

Yrsa

Light lending itself to the most innocuous places and their objects, rendering them a magical, extra-terrestrial facade which the mind refuses to relinquish.

Malmberget

Sky reflects Earth reflects sky. Look up, look up. Behold the grand mirror of consciousness.

Miasmic Cloudset

The on and offs stack up, and suddenly we are on a new horizon.

Indicators

The light on the horizon, versus the steely blade of an old stolen sword

Except for field sounds, all Nord Wave with minimal post processing.
Homebrew samples, vocals by Hayley Macfarlane

Before We Got The Tories Out

Evacuate, the experiment has spiraled beyond our control.

Fibreman