As a kid, I first got into recording music using a TASCAM multitrack cassette portastudio. I keep all those tapes. And while their contents are not worth sharing publicly, in private I frequently look and listen back, beyond my out-of-tune and mushy pop of the time. I certainly am still fond of the warm impurities … Continue reading Here Comes the Sludge
“Gibberish holds the sweet madness imbued with the nuances with the sparks of mortal minds, speaking in a symphony of mortal minds, speaking in the boundaries of thought. It is and reflect of paradoxes and reflections, a fusion of paradoxes answers sonnets in a sea of cosmic tapestry. Adrift in this ethere magic and darkness … Continue reading An End
It is intoxicating. These rosy fumes… Two phases merge, quickly bloom, but soon repent and split again. Doomed for days, months, and years, collectively they speak. Drink up, immature grownups. Continue reading An Oddity
Golden nectar under molten air, I’ve lost all control over my desire for you. I now need you more than ever. Self-contained feelings cloud; opposing I’ve found translucent love. Behind closed eyelids your absence burns, and all that once mattered threatens to violently dissolve with each passing day ever since we chose to part ways. … Continue reading A Haze
“Cosmic lithium, the ethereal essence of the boundless universe, dances with the sparks of a middle love philosophy, intertwining into a mystical symphony of nebulous emotions. Gibberish echoes through the cosmic tapestry, a language born beyond the comprehension of mortal minds, speaking in riddles stitched with threads of celestial whimsy. In this ethereal realm, love … Continue reading A Middle
Past events don’t matter much anymore. Disappointing anecdotes are never to be told again. And so we melt, and into a puddle of words we are forever gone. Rise and shine, above vertical shorelines. Continue reading An Afterthought
“Tell us a bit about this new release!” “… … … I am sure many of you have seen or heard of cosmic’s lithiums, and maybe you even have one of their records (or records, if you count their 7″). The cosmic started back in 2012 in a small town of Saginaw, Michigan. Since then … Continue reading A Beginning
“‘Emtyl Ops’ means nothing. It’s just broken words, their pieces scattered arbitrarily over a bed of reverberating pads, asymmetrical beats, digital artifacts and a premeditated coupling of Western classical musical ideals with their own negation. But we love broken words; broken words with broken meanings. We hope you do too!” Continue reading Emtyl Ops
Stay tuned, check out New North Records New musics are almost here xoxo Continue reading exogenous mental clarity
Everything seems so still. And quiet. From my window, everything seems so, so still and quiet. There’s value in stillness. Stillness is more valuable than ever, in fact. We all need it. It is stillness and exogenous mental clarity that inform these words. Communication skills perhaps not so much. Continue reading Ombient
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