really cool, deep ambience that puts you in such a relaxed mood. you captured this well

What a massive and intense production - very impressive

Debut EP from Manchester based Cartoon Vandal.

Hunger Cult

Poem written by Edna St. Vincent Millay
(please look up this amazing poet)

Dirge Without Music

I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely.  Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.

Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains,—but the best is lost.

The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love,—
They are gone.  They are gone to feed the roses.  Elegant and curled
Is the blossom.  Fragrant is the blossom.  I know.  But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know.  But I do not approve.  And I am not resigned.

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Voice 
Microkorg
Toy guitar
Midi drums
in GarageBand

The light is gone and we’ll never get it back

plastična zastava(demo)

Btw, a quick note.

My new EP, 'Blossom Peak' is now out and if you'd like a free code then feel free to drop me a message. Check it out here:-

https://woodlandtapeexchange.bandcamp.com/album/blossom-peak-2

Alternatively its also on Spotify and other platforms:-

https://open.spotify.com/album/7kuwpZRcZSraudFEgDFOXU?si=Gq_oRlykSWe8gp8zJt1a-A

Demoness

Psychomanteum

If you like, free download

Added : El-bass & el-guitar

Dark Side Of The Moon

Composition and Sampling collage by Synline
Featured on the my new album 'Unstable"https://on.soundcloud.com/P2ewh

Edouard Manet
Olympia
1863
Huile sur toile
H. 130,5 ; L. 191 cm; pds. 120 kg. avec cadre H. 177,5 ; L. 239 cm
Offert à l'Etat par souscription publique sur l'initiative de Claude Monet, 1890
© Musée d’Orsay, Dist. RMN-Grand Palais / Patrice Schmidt

Who's That Girl

I once reconstructed Mozawa's 'Inter-Cosmic Resonance,' but I felt that the original essence, particularly the 'Cosmic' aspect, wasn't fully captured. So, I took on the challenge of reconstruction once again. This time, with the help of SeaShea on guitar, we were able to emphasize the inherent cosmic theme even more effectively. Collaborating with amazing friends like this brings me great joy. I hope you also enjoy this track as much as we do.

This is a collaboration with mozawa_*on.soundcloud.com/n3oEo on Concept and basic tracks and SeaShea on.soundcloud.com/CnDF4 on guitars.
The original song by mozawa_* is available at the following link. https://on.soundcloud.com/9cGoZ
Composition and Sampling collage and Reformed by Synline
Featured on the my album "Objects"https://on.soundcloud.com/39gBR

'Resonance Cosmix'  mozawa_*=Synline=SeaShea

--
il aura suffi qu'apparaisse un très grand renard. Au tout bas d’une pente cultivée : apercevoir un très grand renard. Puisqu'ici personne à qui dire : "regarde, un très grand renard !", c’est vraiment beaucoup moins qu’un truc de dingue. Le renard ne se barre même pas, puisque personne ne le pointe du doigt. Immobile & taquin, il conserve sa position, n’existant pas assez.
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Bandcamp : https://fhauna.bandcamp.com/album/our-twin-queens-on-their-dead-seas

Youtube : https://youtu.be/rX8iUAv1eT0?si=xsna3DBr6EmNqHyl

nag amadeis

some instruments, including synth and the pulsating synth bed, mix: tea are sea @tea_are_sea
other instruments, narration, mix: sonic structures and silent stretches
method: some back and forth, with stonerjazz and re-evolution café orchestra sometimes listening in and edging on
narration: the thirteen canto poem finds its way into sound, a canto at a time
image: copyright jo richter, using a detail of my photo of a magazine depiction of the phaistos disc as one element among others

info: there is one more version of this canto to emerge from other collab partners. LOOK FORWARD!

poem / copyright jo richter

How long he stayed, he could not tell.
He worked ferociously, sounding all
existence that had touched upon him into
being: the smell of meadows, the curl of
ripples, the calm that centers in a storm;
the timbre of voices, the straight lines of buildings,
the aloofness of announcers on the radio.
His desk was cluttered, his mind strove clear.

When he did not write, he‘d read up on
the origins of his ancient art: Vergil and Dante,
Marlow and Shakespeare, Homer and Joyce,
Ovidus, Cervantes, Rabelais and Wieland.
He felt the linguistic seeds, blown from foreign
stems, grow filaments deep in his native soil, he
saw them ripen, flower profusely, yielding
their beauty to ever-changing mentalities.

And as his insight widened and he gained
perspective, the rows of encyclopedias
and dictionaries that lined his shelves
slimmed down, as he gave up consulting
English for French and German, these for
Latin and Greek, those for Persian and Sanskrit,
until he only referred to Indo-European roots.
His desk turned clear, his mind became uncluttered.

Eventually, he also slept and dreamt
whenever the veil sank upon him.
Guarded by the spire‘s safe walls, he would
awaken slowly, remembering outlandish
lore, scribbling notes and poems of bizarre
truthfulness and penning recollections of his
archetypal ties. Some of his realistic verse de-
rived from fragments of prolonged poetic trance.

His muse meanwhile taught him to cook, the
art of mixing individual ingredients to bring about
a taste all of its own that nourishes both mind and
physicality. The painters tend to fixate on surface
and colour, she said, the musicians on timing
the process, whereas the poets never get anything
done, enchanted by words like ‚ginger‘ or ‚yeast‘.
All of their dishes taste awful.

canto iv

Departure Canto iv with Tea Are Sea

Crab Mentality

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Composition and Sampling collage by Synline
Instant theatrical music tweets everyweek. 
”The song that is born today can only be born today.” That's why I keep writing it down in the computer every day like a diary.
Music is a kind of feeling I can not express in words. I will write that feelings with Synthesizers. 
I am glad I can share it with you.

'Resonance Cosmix' mozawa_*=Synline=SeaShea

Synline

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