pee.on.my.glockenspiel2_20221210

drowning at sunrise_20230108

thank you, my brightest stars.
i'm sure that far into the future, when i recall these memories, it'll be very nostalgic.

bless.

self-hate

p. Alaska Sargent
w. Alaska Sargent
gtr. cnri (@skybr34kr)
sfx. cnri (@skybr34kr)
bkv. Azalea Bettigole (Shifting Perpsectives / @azaleabettigole)
bkv comp. Azalea Bettigole (Shifting Perpsectives / @azaleabettigole)

god knows where

insp by 「 凪のあすから」
@seoulisms @overoveroverover

quote1/ a lull in the sea

when i was five and eighteen weeks, peat mud on my knees
my father climbed the maple tree and hung me up a swing
and i flew so high that i could almost touch the infant leaves
cause i could do anything, i could do anything at all

i'm not the man i thought i'd be when i was seventeen
the ground's a little further now, the tree is still a tree
and i fumble on the swing, i'm a samara in the breeze
not knowing anything, no i don't know anything at all

we'll have a house in Alberta
or at least far away from the shore
with a tree swing out in the garden
and somebody to hang it for
oh i tried hard to find where you were hurting
cause i wanted to give you the world
but i've learned you're no map and i'm no Atlas
and i can't do anything, cause i'm not anything at all

you took me by surprise when you convinced me to concede
i thought you were a forest but i missed you for the trees
how foolish to assume that you would never burn the leaves
oh you can't keep anything
we can't be anything at all

we'll have a house in the mountains
somewhere far far away from the shore
and the tree swing out in the garden
will be somebody's open door
oh i thought i was right for a moment
cause the blood in my eyes was the world
but in the morning we'll be a day older
and it won't mean anything, cause i'm not anything at all

anything

bond

sketchbook:_bound

musical situation conceived from a personal composition that I did some times ago. So, an exclusive sampling that I submited to be destroyed properly while trying to make music with some quite nasty jumps and jolts.

situation musicale conçue à partir d'une composition personnelle de jadis. Donc, un échantillonnage exclusif que je me suis attelé à détruire proprement tout en tentant de faire de la musique avec de sales soubresauts.

La suite d'accords fut trouvée un après-midi de la fin des années 2010, alors que nous faisions de la musique, mon ami Marc et moi, du fond de son sous-sol sur le chemin de la Côtes-des-Neiges.

Une Situation Musicale

Golden Hour

Spring (final scene)

"what about a backup
i wanna get all tatted up
pierced heart is broken
i wanna break my self again and again
till you cant tell me apart from the sand
what a broken promise
i told you im not honest
one gold token
stolen to live this life again
dropped a pebble from the eighth story"

released on: 18 July 2020

Whataboutabackup

music is where the soul begins to breathe
//archive of my mind
//music that tries to strangle you

sketchbook:_bound

sufficient