this right here - this transition - to do this two thirds into the track and then so rapidly fade out - this to me is very, very brave, and also amazingly good.

‎Love

Alone

august 2021

i struggled to let go of this

the hurt does not last (healing hands)

when i was 14 i would walk around science class w my phone out just filming people work on their projects. it was really weird now that i think about it but i had an obsession for documenting EVERYTHING i dont really know where this is going    but i went back and sampled a fuck ton of that and scattered my voice throughout songs because like   hahahaha  nostalgia or sumn idk   isn't that my  thing ?? i dont know
february 2022

reach2

010423 idle

030423 norns improv 4 (oooooo)

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Story
Something Unique
In a forgotten corner of the cosmos, where the constellations still sing in ancient dialects, a creature without equal was born. She had no name, because no language could contain her. Her skin was liquid obsidian, her eyes two moons facing each other, and her voice... her voice was the perfect blend of a whale's sigh and the creak of a glacier.
The gods watched her with curiosity. She was not the daughter of any, nor a product of prophecy. She was something unique.
Humans, seeing her in dreams, called her a thousand names: inspiration, chaos, muse, shadow.
But she answered none of them. She only walked between planes, sowing questions.
One day, she descended to the mortal world. Not to rule, nor to save. Only to listen.
She sat on the top of a Basque mountain, where the wind speaks Basque, and waited.
Poets, musicians, children, and the elderly arrived. Each one offered her something: a song, a secret, a tear.
She took nothing. She just smiled, and when she did, the sky changed color.
Over time, they understood that her power lay not in what she did, but in what she provoked.
She was the mirror that doesn't reflect, the question that doesn't seek an answer, the spark that doesn't burn.
She was something unique. And when she left, she left behind a whisper that still floats in the air: "Don't look for me on maps. Find me in what you can't explain."

🎶 Listen 💫 Share 💬 Comment ➕📃🎧 Add to your playlists... Because this journey is meaningless without you... Thank you for being here... J. Bilbao

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Something Unique II

AMP(Astrokid Mini Pack) - Dreamweaver Meadow

Dreamweaver Meadow - Track 08

156 - In The Wake Of A Whispered Spark

"Una de las cosas que se convierten en una tortura con el paso del tiempo, es que pongo todo en duda y comienzo desde cero. Porque entiendo que este es un trabajo - el de contar historias- que no hay que profesionalizar.

Tienes que ser amateur siempre, que viene de amar:

Amar lo que haces"

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"One of the things that become a torture over time, is that I put everything in doubt and start from scratch, because I understand that this is a job - of telling stories - that you don't have to professionalise.
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You have to be amateur always, that comes from the latin word "amare";
to love:
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To love what you do"

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Recorded & produced by bous
Drums recorded in Millenia Studios by Vicente Sabater
Mastering in AMA Studios by Antonio Eriatarka

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