Very atmospheric. Good use of texture and subtle percussion throughout. Also that little synth lick at 2:47 is dope. Cool stuff.

Lacunae

This track is constructed of various cutting-room-floor offcuts from other tracks that didn't make it.

Sleepy song

This track was inspired by the poem “Wild Geese” by Mary Oliver:

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

— Mary Oliver

Thanks for taking a listen. Your support is always very much appreciated. 

Alan

…for Michael

Clear Pebbles of Rain (Wild Geese)

Scricklisher

Waltz in a Small Plate of Dust

Houston, I Am Fading

Revelaciones Extravagantes 6

Music by https://soundcloud.com/vincent-eoppolo 
Sonopoetry and mixing by https://soundcloud.com/ilaria_boffa 
pic. Selvazzano Dentro 2016

Will the sun die?/Morirà il sole is a poem taken from my poetry book 'The Bliss of Hush and Wires/Periferie', Samuele Editore, 2016.

Will the Sun Die?
When will it die? This sun,
oblique.
It’s temperate in the neighbourhood, and not for long.
Immaterial the future of the insurgents
the ones who calm winter.
We don’t sleep, the collapse is near.
So virtual any step toward and outward the centre.
Neglected in the static village
dogs move unsettled, they smell the reversal.
Mowing grass in the fields will be pointless soon
as the aseptic film packs on the leaf and the brick.
Give us green clay to cover our skins, our hair.
Give us one more tomorrow.

Morirà il Sole?
Quando morirà? Questo sole
obliquo.
È mite il tempo nel quartiere e non per molto.
Immateriale il futuro di chi insorge
di coloro che calmano l’inverno.
Non dormiamo, il crollo è vicino.
Così virtuale ogni passo da e per il centro.
Dimenticati nel paese statico
i cani si muovono irrequieti, annusano l’inversione.
Falciare l’erba dei prati sarà presto inutile
come porre una pellicola asettica sulla foglia e il mattone.
Dateci argilla verde per coprire pelli, capelli.
Dateci ancora un domani.

Morirà Il Sole? (Vincent Eoppolo & Ilaria Boffa)

Depeche like psychedelic stuff

naviarhaiku480 – filling my shadows
Tonights live session.

filling my shadows
glorious rays bringing growth
heavenly ascent

haiku by Jennifer Doty https://twitter.com/jenncord
picture by Elton Sa https://unsplash.com/@bigeruta

Gear:
Opening Sequence with Behringer Crave
Lead played on Roland D70
Adding two Behringer 2600's into the sequence after the intro.

My Shadows Growth [naviarhaiku480]

Параноид - Трудно Быть

1. Ноябрь
2. Охота На Ведьм
3. Разруха
4. Холод Земли
5. Зарница

[ПРЛ 005]

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Параноид - Ноябрь

In Zen, ensō (円相) is a circle that is hand-drawn in one uninhibited brushstroke to illustrate the moment when the mind sets the body free to create.

Clear Pebbles of Rain (Wild Geese)

Zensō

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