Sweat is my third album.  Released on Bandcamp 1st Aug 2016 at https://pytchblend.bandcamp.com/album/sweat

This playlist changes by request, comprising any or all of its sixteen tracks that I enable at will (see Bandcamp above):

"Sketches from the biomechanical heart of England's bleak, industrial North West. 

Come with me now to the subconscious borderlands of sleep and wakefulness. Explore the sensory phantasmata of hypnagogic dreamlets. Feel static-like frisson sensations tingling down your spine. Join me on the journey into the heart of etherCore. "

Find me on Soundcloud, YouTube, Bandcamp and @pytchblend 
© 2016 Darryl Lucas

pytchblend - selections from "Sweat"

Manchester ambience from Oxford Road arcade and Victoria Station back in '82.

Ft. The Atari Berzerk arcade console!
Recorded then remixed on a 4-track Teac Portastudio. 

Cat: 1428471 (samples from Berzerk arcade game) - ETCASSA - 05

Pytchblend - 1428471

fooling around with the Monome in audiotool.com and some of their loops.  A fun time.  Probably messed about here for a couple of hours and here's  the last few minutes.

Try Audiotool it's great fun.  http://www.audiotool.com/

pytchblend - caneCut

One of my favourite friends of old was a tortured crazy genius called Brett Crummett.  We shared so many eye-opening experiences together.  Sadly I found out that he's no longer with us, so here's a montage of us messing about in the early 80s.  The voice and guitar is Brett, the rest is my doing.  I only wish I'd recorded more of him, because this snippet doesn't really do him justice. 

The majority of my noodling involved https://soundcloud.com/pytchblends_seam/manchester-riot

Brett Crummett and Pytchblend - Studio Fever

pytchblend - myGraine (tronco)

A diversion.  Also here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uwPK05cTOEg

Here's a neat remix by @DaStern https://soundcloud.com/hex0n/al001wav

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pytchblend - arcLight (diegesis)

microtonal meanderings.
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pytchblend - phanTasie (rhapsody pt1)

Semi-generative synapses; up the junction.

video version: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uQ7TrIOPkKo

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pytchblend - commisSure (anführst)=> www.youtube.com/watch?v=uQ7TrIOPkKo

Come with me now to the subconscious borderlands of sleep and wakefulness.  Explore the sensory phantasmata of hypnagogic dreamlets.  Feel static-like frisson sensations tingling down your spine.

Join me on the journey into the heart of etherCore.

This is the audio for my youtube channel's new visitors.  please leave a comment!  https://youtu.be/uUyhTIBLF6I

pytchblend - 'pytchblend'  -> youtu.be/uUyhTIBLF6I

The dawn of a new perception: chimpanzee–human divergence. Headphones at the ready

Image - a 7 million year old Sahelanthropus skull known as Toumaï - "hope of life". 

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pytchblend - bOne

Produit par/Produced by/Productor : Lucas, Darryl 
Pays/Country/País : United Kingdom
Type/Tipo : Collage
Synopsis/Resume/Descripción : Waking up on the encampment, feeling the rain, hearing time tick by


Waking Up on The Encampment

A watery etherCore tale, please leave a comment.
Vocal on last two verses courtesy of Éanna Butler @YaWha

Languid she lay, on the kelp now a drying.
Ashore on the sandbank, her fate there was waiting.
Once soft salty-scales, now brittle and weathered,
Sintered dry eyes, half-closed and tethered.
Where dost thou go for escape.

The sunset, the glimmer, a long-ago time,
salt-bleached and wanting, her aspect sublime.
Shriveled and wrinkled from the rip of the wave,
no solace there, as her pale lips did fade.
Where dost thou go for escape.

Through tears on the sand, she awoke; his arrival.
They spoke with their minds, of their love, it's survival
Of past times explaining the flow of the whole,
did her voice without words stressing feelings of woe.
For her there was no escape.

In sacking he wrapped her, sea water he pored,
carried the bundle from shipwreck to shore.
Her begging demeanor pulled him tight with care,
she breathing no gasps of the fresh cool clean air.
Where do they go for escape.

An aspect of wonder her eyes did relate,
a tale of the deep seas, of troubles and hate.
She told of the reef and the seamen who drowned,
of how they became cursed by the charm of her sound.
For them there was no escape.

The waves that were summoned tipped ships and their crew,
down to the depths of the dark blacky-blue.
Where huge pearls are kept by the king of the water,
the sailor he swam to the kings only daughter.
For them there was no escape.

The palace, he entered in search of his prize,
courtiers awaiting, all turned their dark eyes.
The mermaid for marriage, her hand he did crave,
the dowry his soul and a watery grave.
For her there was no escape.

The mermaid imprisoned, she quietly wept,
asleep on the sand, his heart still and kept.
She wanted to take him far from the sea,
yet in her bright heart it wasn't to be.
Where do they go for escape, their escape.

Stocktaking his future, the sea out of reach,
she now walks on two legs, so dry was the beach.
Salt water avoided, her tail won't awaken, 
He has her to hold, the Sea king's forsaken.
They'd found their perfect escape.

pytchblend - ephemeralGold (ft. Yawha)

made entirely from field recording.  please leave a comment.

pytchblend - conStant (ostinato)

December 2019 at JF's apartment in the Bradbury.  RIP.

"Hearing a click of a key at the door
my heartbeat's steps stop.
The shadows in and out of each other
chunner to themselves.
Unsure, I wait in mourning."

Favourite track from the audition tape sent to Ridley Scott, this track was submitted to the 243rd weekly Disquiet Junto project.

Trying to recreate the ongoing sillyness of JF's handmade friends along with the still urban night-time. I've mainly used field recordings with a software step sequencer and a few soundfonts.
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More on the 243rd weekly Disquiet Junto project — “Share the best track from your audition tape for Blade Runner 2” — at: http://disquiet.com/0243/
More on the Disquiet Junto at: http://disquiet.com/junto/

pytchblend - after J. F. Sebastian

Sketches from England's bleakly industrial biomechanical heartland.

Come with me now to the subconscious borderlands of sleep and wakefulness.  Explore the sensory phantasmata of hypnagogic dreamlets.  Feel static-like frisson sensations tingling down your spine.  Join me on the journey into the heart of etherCore.

Looking for missing tracks?  Check out my Bandcamp http://pytchblend.bandcamp.com/

All tracks are copyright; to include on your set, show, or production please get in touch.

Sometimes broadcast on RTÉ lyric FM's Nova show (Ireland), Berlin​ Community​ Radio, Beatnikradio (also in Berlin) and Radiophrenia (UK).