track 3 from “Where the floor starts to fade” by Velvet Rope Crowd Control
VRCC is Andrew J Klimek & Bryan Hilyard
NYP on bandcamp: https://vrcc.bandcamp.com/album/where-the-floor-starts-to-fade

Where the floor starts to fade

Velvet Rope Crowd Control - Trillium

Deserted Lands

Preview clips of 5 out of 10 tracks on the new solo Purl album, following 'Renovatio' that was released approximately 53 moons ago. 

Join me for the free album premiere/listening party on Bandcamp, today on Wednesday the 20th of November: https://purl.bandcamp.com/merch/himmelsandar-listening-party

Click the link to RSVP, and tune in to experience the album together with me when it is streamed publicly for the first time. (The release date is on the 22nd of November.)

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Himmelsandar

'Himmelsandar' preview clips // NEW ALBUM OUT NOW

Tracklist

01. Taylor Deupree & The Humble Bee - Case Study 5
02. Dag Rosenqvist - Linnebråten
03. Dudal - Peut-être hier
04. The Volume Settings Folder - Unreel
05. Celer & Forest Management - Montrose
06. Henrik Meierkord - Sprickor
07. Tomoyoshi Date - 土 Tsuchi (33 rpm)
08. Blue Lake - Weft
09. Will Samson - Loshult
10.  Olli Aarni - Hetken laskoksissa

417. Sleepy Sunday Podcast (Elm Records)

And Then Came The Evening
by Evigt

All copies are sold out, digital here:

https://shimmeringmoodsrecords.bandcamp.com/album/and-then-came-the-evening

Evigt - ATL

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Antea


two poems this time 

As I splat my thoughts on the table,
a gross deck of cards to shuffle
all they do is laugh and mock
And stare so much that my arteries have blocked
Their stares become plaque
And however hard I try I cannot fight back
So my eyes bend backwards and spew
Honestly, I don’t blame them
Because if I could take a proper look at the mess in my head
I would too
The iron mask that I parade around everywhere
Has protected me from suspicious care
It doesn’t have a scratch on it, like it’s brand new
But the scratches in my head are scary and true
I can see the blade.
It calls me.
again
again
AGAIN
AGAIN
“You need me. I can save you,” it says. 
I pick it up and brush it against my soft skin;
i’m crying.
it feels good. 
i am in control.
for once.
i draw shapes into my skin
i let the blood trickle down into the sink
in its reflection,
crying hope catches my hazel eyes 
crying hope cradles me in its soft pale arms
i lost the fight this time.


These embers that come from my lack of consternation.  
A fire that gravity does compel.  
Within my own destruction,  
Devaluing extraction here in this hell.  
OBSESSIVE.  
COMPULSIVE.  
OBSESSION,  
COMPELLING,  
This fragmented shit storm of a thing,  
So wretched, these urges.  
Completely, in earnest.  
I've ravaged my own modesty.  
Each spiraling gasp of air,  
So filled with more thoughts and even more than threadbare.  
Mechanical solutions that never pass the time.  
Autodidactic pollution that severs the heart and fucks the mind.  
I've lost much to this lunacy,  
Contributions of a contrived infamy.  
Where has the ground even gone to?  
This truly most desperate attempt at reaching my arms around my mind...  
To choke the insecurity from each swollen nerve,  

That has always been filled with my name.  
These hallways reverberate with itemized intolerable necessity.  
Disgusting need to control that which inevitably will spin further away from me.  
"What is his name?"  
They will ask of me.  
"What was his name?"  
They will ask to see.  

Something that fumbles for truth,  
Something so exhausted and used.  
Someone who wrestles with few, however only in physical ways.  

GRAVITY DOES CREATE AN ORBIT FOR THIS THOUGHT STORM THAT IS LOOSE.  

Awkward, shuffling little man...  
Haphazard miserable little plan...  
"Fold this thing, fold that thing, cross your arms, stand this way."  
Forever and ever and ever in every way.  
No one else could ever be more correct (than me).  
Not in this miserable shit stain of a life.  
No one could ever know more (than me)  
These menacing thoughts that prey upon my mind.  
Intruding,  
Refuting,  
Now eating and bruising...  
My wants so confused for my needs.  
How does it feel to know that there is no controlling each and every single one?  
How does it feel (self) just knowing,  
That this is the source of a lot of your shame.  
Tick,  
Tick,  
Tick,  
Tick...  
BOOM

silence when I bled out

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