88_ Lost Art Dance Inspirations - released on 22 September 2025

I was at the Lost Art Festival Vol. 3 in Berlin on 13 September 2025. Light and sound installations and performances were shown in a soon-to-be-abandoned industrial facility. Music acts were also there, of course.
The only dance performance I attended was at the very end of the festival and didn't really impress me at first. But that changed! #ambient #contemplative #jazz #minimal #only5elements #liverecording

(produced with BlocsWave & Launchpad)

Lost Art Dance Inspirations

From the new album "Welcome Anomaly"
https://moodexhibit.bandcamp.com/album/welcome-anomaly

Mood Exhibit - Protopristine

Check out, Ducks on Quack in Space, also on Soundcloud. @user-713093027

Im a Man of Many Thinkings

Chapter 248 of 266

Enter the enigmatic world of "TAFFETA," a musical tapestry woven from the threads of consciousness and tragedy. Born from a single night of profound dreaming, this ambitious project embarks on an exploration of the human psyche through the language of instrumental music.

This is a five-year project, comprising of what will eventually end at 266 chapters, each is a standalone piece of sonic artistry, "TAFFETA" unfolds like a novel, with each composition serving as a chapter in a larger narrative. Crafted with meticulous care and creative fervor, every piece is birthed within the span of a week, capturing the essence of inspiration in its purest form.

But "TAFFETA" is more than just a collection of songs; it's a journey of the soul. Set against the backdrop of loss and longing, the project follows the story of a woman who slips into a coma following the untimely death of her husband. Through the evocative power of music, listeners are transported into her world, where emotions ebb and flow like the tides of a restless sea.

Week by week, each chapter of "TAFFETA" unfolds on SoundCloud, inviting audiences to immerse themselves in its haunting beauty. From cinematic compositions to haunting electronic soundscapes, each piece adds a layer to the intricate tapestry of sound, weaving a narrative that transcends the boundaries of language.

As listeners embark on this sonic voyage, they are invited to ponder the mysteries of existence, to confront the depths of sorrow and the resilience of the human spirit. "TAFFETA" is not merely a musical project; it's an experience—a testament to the transformative power of music to touch hearts, stir souls, and awaken the imagination.

If you wish to take a dive into everything that has come before:
The TAFFETA Albums each contain 15 consecutive tracks and are available for free, exclusively on Bandcamp.

TAFFETA VOL. 16 now available exclusively on Bandcamp https://belialpelegrim.bandcamp.com/album/taffeta-vol-16


COLLECT THEM ALL!
TAFFETA VOLUMES 1-15 are all available on Bandcamp
https://belialpelegrim.bandcamp.com/

COVER YOUR TORSO WITH TAFFETA! Check out the official TAFFETA t-shirt!
https://belialpelegrim.bandcamp.com/merch/belial-pelegrim-official-taffeta-design

The TAFFETA Playlist is always kept up to date:
soundcloud.com/belial-pelegrim/sets/taffeta-a-266-part-musical?si=d46fc7ad1b50446dadc7ce3ffe1a1b02&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Taffeta 248

TAFFETA | 248

Ich war jung und brauchte das Geld

LP:
https://ceruleanascent.bandcamp.com/album/movement

Visualiser:
https://youtu.be/ZHSF_X9-pIc

Movement 13

‘a divinis’
Wastes & Sequences.
2023 live performance.

Chaotic music engineering franchise.

Tools :
- Twin Waves (sine) > Desmodus Versio > Overseer.
- Morphagene (personal sample) > FX Aid (#10 delay > reverb).
- Nebulae (voice sample) > Data Bender > Sisters.
- Plaits (granular cloud) > DSP (stereo delay).
Batumi, Ochd, Sinc Defero.
Quad Vca, StMix, Black stereo mixer, Listen IO.
Recorded live and mastered with Logic Pro X.

Associated image : Petrus Major.

Industherium Noisypterix [wastes & sequences]

Barebones electronic track written in Cabo Verde, West Africa.

Verde

24 7 19

Checkout my production "The Unseen Observer," a modern update inspired by the cold, shadowy suspense of Grace Jones's "I've Seen That Face Before." I have created atmospheric tension with contemporary electronic textures.

The foundation is a relentless deep house beat and a grounded sine sub bass, creating a sonic space that feels both empty and omnipresent.  I have played a koto clone plectraclone melody to  provides a sharp, exotic edge, echoing the dramatic, global quality of the original "Libertango" sample, while the bongos introduce a human, almost desperate percussive rhythm. 

Layered over this, the unsettling shimmer of the synthesiser crosswaves and the ghostly texture of the swimming voices perfectly embody the theme of surveillance, creating a "digital imprint of a vanishing space" and ultimately giving a voice to the invisible "Unseen Observer" in the lyrics of my voice.

Original lyrics & voice by me

The city’s a vein, pumping cold blue light And I'm just a pulse caught between the night Another window watching the rain fall slow On the faces that hurry and never know That somewhere above, a lens is alive Counting the moments we struggle to thrive.
It isn't a shadow, it isn't a man It’s the grid of the world following a plan. And the silence between us—it’s not empty air, It's data collecting the facts of our fear.
I’ve seen that face before, in every blank screen The silent consensus of where I have been. It watches me search, it watches me pace, The digital imprint of a vanishing space. It doesn't blink, it doesn't judge, it just records, The unseen observer knows all the words.
I walk through the park where the cameras bloom Each corner a mirror reflecting the doom Of knowing your privacy is just a myth Exchanged for a handshake, a number, a kiss. I turn off the sound, I cover the lens, But the echoes still follow the way that it ends.
It isn't a whisper, it isn't a sign, It's the cold architecture of a perfectly straight line. And the silence between us—it’s not empty air, It's data collecting the facts of our fear.
I’ve seen that face before, in every blank screen The silent consensus of where I have been. It watches me search, it watches me pace, The digital imprint of a vanishing space. It doesn't blink, it doesn't judge, it just records, The unseen observer knows all the words.
But the face I fear most, when the day is done, Isn't the camera, isn't the gun. It's the reflection in the glass when I finally stare, Realizing I keep checking if the observer is there.









Produced in the
ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia
17.10.2025

Artwork:  #azcreativestudiosydney

The Unseen Observer

"C.O.K.E." (Original Mix) | from the new album coming to The Swamp Records.

[Verse 1]
Not when I share my secrets,
not when I play it smart.
Not when the words are polished,
but when they fall apart.

When my face is red and trembling,
when my voice begins to shake,
that’s when the world stops scrolling,
and something starts to break.

[Chorus]
When I cry, you see yourself,
reflected in my eyes.
When I fall, you understand,
it’s how the soul survives.
It’s not the strength they follow,
it’s truth they recognize.
Three hundred hearts awaken
when I cry.

[Verse 2]
I used to hide the shivers,
pretend that I was fine.
I thought the cracks meant weakness,
that I’d be left behind.

But mirror cells remember,
the body always knows.
Tears become a language
that every human shows.

[Chorus]
When I cry, you see yourself,
reflected in my eyes.
When I fall, you understand,
it’s how the soul survives.
It’s not the strength they follow,
it’s truth they recognize.
Three hundred hearts awaken
when I cry.

[Bridge]
No filters left between us,
no masks to hide behind.
In a world that worships plastic,
a tear restores the mind.

[Chorus]
When I cry, you see yourself,
reflected in my eyes.
When I fall, you understand,
it’s how the soul survives.
It’s not the strength they follow,
it’s truth they recognize.
Three hundred hearts awaken
when I cry.

[Outro]
When I cry, you breathe again,
like rain against the sky.
You remember what it means
to live, to hurt, to try.
It’s not perfection calling,
it’s love that never lies.
We find each other’s faces
when I cry.

when I Cry [Edit]

When I Cry [Edit]

Note: In light of the recent AI breakthroughs, we feel it's important to clarify that we've been working with voice modulation since the mid-1990s – originally inspired by David Bowie's album Outside. Our approach predates AI-driven tools and is rooted in treating the voice as an instrument, shaped and sculpted through earlier technologies.

We fully understand that questioning authenticity may not be the intention – but it's worth remembering that all electronic music is, by nature, mediated and transformed. Even Nietzsche pointed out how modern tools shape us: inserting paper into a typewriter already creates a distance that handwriting does not. Perhaps birdsong is the only truly authentic sound. 🐦

Writes original song lyrics and takes custom lyric requests under the artist name La Wi. This platform is also home to the creative collaborations of the Psychonaut Collective (The Psychonauts). Thank you for your support and appreciation.