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🍥 Spiraling into Cosmic Bliss 2 is a second version of a psycore compilation curated by Hypno.Weaver.

It is designed to take listeners on a transformative journey through the outer edges of consciousness. This compilation weaves together a collection of powerful, hypnotic tracks from a range of underground artists, each one echoing the chaotic beauty of the cosmos.

Let yourself let go, surrender to the pulse of the universe, and immerse yourself in this dark yet blissful cosmic odyssey. 🍥

BPMS:

01 Nementïa Astrøphe - Fjölkynngi (161)
02 aGhORi TanTrik - Sneeky BassTurds (170)
03 ķàłpā  - Midnight Totem (176)
04 MoNYÓK - Anomaly (180)
05 Multypolar - El Pantano de los Morlocs (195)
06 Hypno.Weaver - Blood Clot (199)
07 KaosWeaver - Whispering Spores (200)
08 Akusmatech - Dimensionality Reduction (214)
09 AnkouDead - Numb (190-220)
10 Moss Boss - As Above So Below (220)
11 Goomaru - Gates of Asylum (220)
12 Sastoke - Obolo para Caronte.wav (272)

Akusmatech - Dimensionality Reduction

Please enjoy my latest offering in largely generative Jams. For the first four pieces i used many elements of condition and controlled randomness, trying to emulate a modular vibe without actually using a modular. And yes, i played my bass on the last track. 
And yes, maybe unrelated to this release, black lives matter just as much your or my live.  Racism is a cancer we need to cure once and for all in each and everyone of us.
Peace, Reinhard
Music and Instruments, Reinhard Gleisner

Medusa and Erica

Being Shy Gives You A Low Probability

Words and Music by Stefan van Walsum
Gitarren, Bass, Drum programming and Vocals by Stefan van Walsum
Mix and Mastering by SvW at Nandis´s Cavern-Studio, Germany 
Copyright by Stefan van Walsum, 2020

SEI MUTIG! (Der Text) 
Durchgezechte Nacht mit verbogenen Gedanken.
Vernebelte Sicht durch Alkohol und Nikotin.
Aufgetaucht in einer Frühstückskneipe.
Irgendwo im Nirgendwo von Berlin.

Ich fühlte mich einsam und auch mies.
Nicht die geringste Spur von Liebe.
Was läuft hier nur falsch?

Fader Kaffee mit bitterem Geschmack.
Meine Blicke leer aber immer suchend.

Schräg gegenüber saß ein Mädchen.
Heller Teint und schwarzes Haar.
Ihr Blick traf mein Herz.
 
Was ist jetzt nur los?
Ist sie das große Los?
Im Hals `nen fetten Kloß!
Wie schaffe ich das bloß? 

Irritiert schaute ich zu Boden.
Ich wünschte sie käme rüber zu mir!
Kurz darauf blickte ich wieder auf - 
und sie stand ganz nah bei mir.

Und sie sagte:
komm sei mutig!
Zieh mich ganz fest an dich!
Hey, sei nicht so feige!
Glaube an dich und mich!
Verschließe nicht die Augen!
Schaue mich an, ich stehe vor dir.
Sei bitte mutig!
Küsse mich jetzt und hier!

Ich dachte:
komm sei mutig!
Ich zieh` sie ganz fest an mich!
Ey, ich bin nicht feige!
Ich glaube an sie und mich!
Verschließe nicht die Augen!
Schaue mich an, ich stehe vor dir.
Sei bitte mutig!
Küsse mich jetzt und hier! 
Küsse mich jetzt und hier!

Sei mutig!

320x240

A Spiny Spur (Late Nite Tale)

Object 5

These recordings were taken between 1988 and 2000.
Refurbished 2020.

the following devices were used
ATARI 540 - Mega ST2 - Mega ST4
E-max1 + 2 - Korg Poly 800 - Roland MT32 - D110 - Emu - Classic Keys -
Casio MT120 - Yamaha CS1X - Novation bass station - EMU Esi32
FX - Schaller Fuzz Wah - Ibanez Multimode Analogue Delay AD 202
Mutron III - Ibanez Double Sound - Boss OD-1-DS1-GE1

5 Uhr Morgens

Walking Ears' lovely track B Dorian with some psychscaping going on :)

B Dorian - WalkingEars Collab

song process: @enigmacurry @mystique_wind @myrhyum
- Myrh created acapella
- EnigmaCurry granularized vox, produced ambient beats, & instrumentation
- Myrh created poetry and voices
- MystiqueWind created more instrumentation & effects
- Mystique & Enigma do final mixings

artwork process: @enigmacurry @mystique_wind @myrhyum
Myrh took two pieces of EnigmaCurry's to create the cover with text 
& Mystique Wind completed it with some key finishing details for the observant eye.

Lyrics based on this poem from my chapbook These Tales Are True
https://tarka1.bandcamp.com/merch/these-tales-are-true
PUSH FOR CHANGE (The Mere Request for Change)
here is the excerpt used in the song:
_________________________________________________________
its that time again to push
for change
push coming to shove
as the moon cycle comes into full swing

scarlet smell of oldness
and the mere request for change 
becomes a full blown criticism

and i feel ugly 
and my house 
is a mess
and people are calling me 
and wanting an explanation 
and the missing women
are still missing
(and the missing women are dead*)

....

the one love in the past 
and in the present

the dentist
the optometrist 
the oral surgeon 
the audiologist
the hair straightener 
the shoes
the bag
the activity and inactivity 
the passion and drama

the singing 
the singing

the push to change 
the push for more

it’s not enough
the fight is never over 
the flourishing
is always happening

even when the winter comes 
and the withering begins 
my body chases my soul 
from sleep to awakedness

it's that time again
to Push For Change

*this poem was written during my involvement with a project related to missing & murdered women in British Columbia, Canada.

Object 5

Soft Giant