Matriarch

Thee Capsule Landed; alien came to visit (childhood’s impression)

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Watered Down water mark of a passage of reflection

Listening to “Kinka” by Carter Tutti, live at LEM festival. This is the perfect picture of where I want to take sound. The use of rhythm to enrapture and then sound to displace is so tenderly applied.

Tonight [… and recorded earlier today…] straight from the Matriarch/Subhamonicon dynamic duo; no messing with samples or over dubs at all. Just going with where my patch took me. I am so completely falling heads over heels for this.

Thinking of cyclic matters of all kinds. Circles.

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Scribble Land, for Alice behind the looking glass.

Still working with material from my stay in Twillingate, the recent addition of a new tool has taken my work in an entirely new direction. The direction I have always wanted to go in. Slower, more transient, insistently/crashingly ambient. All my respects to Brian Eno, but I think ambience can be filled with tension. It is for me anyway, ambience is the thin line between controlled and out of control.

The Snake Consuming Itself, starting by the tail.