The World Inside

The 5th assignment

The water in lake Eerie is getting cold. And cold water tastes so bittersweet. I saw a picture of you in Port Stanley. Here's to a history on repeat. But bad luck is just a stupid trick of fortune anyway. And the stars shining last night. Your blue eyes above the bay. Sink your feet into the cool, cool sand. The tide ebbs. Everything is wet. I've imagined myself holding on to your hand. On the horizon, I saw your silhouette. But bad luck is just a stupid trick of fortune anyway. And the stars shining last night. Your blue eyes above the bay. I said I went and I bet five dollars and they were gone in a minute. Then I went and bet five dollars more and her heart went with it.

Going To Where You Came From

Melting snow on the Lepenac

Yet again, I set some rules and left the synths dreaming while I had a nap.

This (with a bit more intervention after the fact this time) is the result.

Machine Dreaming Blue

Insensible Labor

End of Year

In deinen Händen

Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known

cantsleep.3 The Air Felt Looped That Evening

Full album: http://sokpbavabodha.com/album/music-for-fields

Music for Fields (feat. WMRI) [album sampler]

sokpb avabodha - one-man experimental project from Ekaterinburg, Russia. The sound texture is based on prepared sound of acoustic and electric guitars, a widely used field-recordings and various improvised means.
