I did everything

Seattle’s St Celfer writes immersive electronic songs that encompass both haunting beauty & wild experimentalism. Bandcamp New & Notable May 24, 2021

Step.4D.74

Takashi Miike plays Wipeout in the Graveyard of Honour - Dead or Alive DJ set

From the forthcoming digital album release "Objects of Dissociation Volume 1", this selection is a recent live-in-the-studio rendition of a track recorded for the "Revisionist History" CD (2016).

iBlue (Lithic Version 12 - 17)

Reworking "Eine kleine elektronische Meditation" by Marco Lucchi
soundcloud.com/marcolucchi/eine-kleine-elektronische-meditation

Recorded and mixed at Hadean Studio in April 2020
Engraving, The Quest by Paul Landacre, 1948

Elektronische Meditationen

Serenity

Serenity (with Marco Lucchi)

On The Drift

Blur

Recess

track 1 of the new album Ozed.  All up on Bandcamp already

gumusservi
the light of the moon as it shines upon the water

gumusservi

Marco Lucchi : organ

25 novembre 2020

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My mother bore me in the southern wild,
And I am black, but O! my soul is white;
White as an angel is the English child:
But I am black as if bereav’d of light.

My mother taught me underneath a tree
And sitting down before the heat of day,
She took me on her lap and kissed me,
And pointing to the east began to say.

Look on the rising sun: there God does live
And gives his light, and gives his heat away.
And flowers and trees and beasts and men receive
Comfort in morning joy in the noon day.

And we are put on earth a little space,
That we may learn to bear the beams of love,
And these black bodies and this sun-burnt face
Is but a cloud, and like a shady grove.

For when our souls have learn’d the heat to bear
The cloud will vanish we shall hear his voice.
Saying: come out from the grove my love & care,
And round my golden tent like lambs rejoice.

Thus did my mother say and kissed me,
And thus I say to little English boy;
When I from black and he from white cloud free,
And round the tent of God like lambs we joy:

I’ll shade him from the heat till he can bear,
To lean in joy upon our fathers knee.
And then I’ll stand and stroke his silver hair,
And be like him and he will then love me.

William Blake

organ verses n°4

taken from the project 'mineral veins' (dissolves)  natural substances breaking down under environmental pressures, interactions and distortions. 

(recorded using JrF d-series hydrophones & adapted geophones)

mineral veins | Lugnas Dissolve (extract) - headphones / speakers needed

flehen

Songs, artifacts, and debris from an artificial past. Over 30 years of fake resurrection.

iBlue (Lithic Version 12 - 17)

Fossil Aerosol Mining Project