@sagacharlotte

'November is Groupers month. Breaking blending ambient mix and Grouper.'

Harold Budd, Brian Eno – Lost in The Humming Air
Eli-O – The Night When the Moon Turns Blue
Oliver Coates – Swimming pool - sky
Oliver Coates – Bus
Tim Hecker – No Drums
410 – Alice [only first few seconds]
William Basinski – Melancholia III
Grouper – Living Room
klein – gate of return
Grouper – No Other
Grouper – Being Her Shadow
saga charlotte – Living Room (Grouper cover)

Portrait 005 - saga charlotte - looking for the place the spirit meets the skin

healsong

Last one

Chuquimamani-Condori returns to NTS: https://www.nts.live/shows/guests/episodes/chuquimamani-condori-2nd-december-2025

Chuquimamani-Condori - Precious Memories 021225

The Ghost of Carl

Josephine Moriko - Tomorrow

blooming in shadow

“Wish I Could” is a haunting meditation on identity loss and the longing to return to a version of yourself that felt safe, whole, and alive. Rooted in The Remedy Project’s philosophy of music as medicine, the song treats memory as both refuge and curse — a place you want to escape to, but can never fully reach again.

The lyrics unfold like a psychological break-in. A door creaks open. A mind is left unguarded. Something unseen slips inside and takes what it wants. “They found the key to my mind hidden on the floor” speaks to vulnerability — the moment when exhaustion, trauma, or addiction gains access. By the time the narrator tries to scream, the voice is already gone, symbolizing the quiet erasure of self that happens long before anyone notices.

Sonically, the track lives in contrast. The verses are eerie and weightless, suspended in isolation and fear, while the drop rises with emotional intensity — not as an escape from the darkness, but as a surge of truth cutting through it. This tension between collapse and release reflects the core duality of The Remedy Project: light versus dark, destruction versus healing.

At its heart, “Wish I Could” is about mourning the person you used to be while standing in the aftermath of who you’ve become. “Home” isn’t a location — it’s an identity that no longer exists. The song doesn’t promise recovery; it offers recognition. A reminder that naming the loss is the first step toward healing.

For anyone who’s ever looked back at themselves and felt the distance, “Wish I Could” is that quiet, desperate thought turned into sound. 

lyrics:
WISH I COULD GO HOME AND TURN MYSELF INTO WHO I WAS, HEARD SOMEONE CREEPING THROUGH THE DOOR, THEY FOUND THE KEY TO MY MIND HIDDEN ON THE FLOOR, I TRIED TO SCREAM BUT MY VOICE WAS GONE, AND THEY STOLE EVERY PART OF ME I USED TO OWN, WISH I COULD GO HOME.

essential

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