thanks to all those wonderful people out there cw batch XII is now sold out at source.
the artists still have couple of their copies to sell, so if you are interested in christophe bailleau's "porcelaine" release, please contact the artist directly.
perhaps you like to ad antapices qadrant to your collection? if so, drop a line to ichtyor tides,
and if you like to to get a copy of marehelm's cosmic winnetou tape, his bandcamp will help you.
many thanks again for all the orders and all your support.
the next batch is already in preperation, so stay tuned!
Donnerstag, 29. Dezember 2016
Donnerstag, 8. Dezember 2016
cw38
marehelm c40
"marehelm, the work of an anonymous aarhus resident, tries to capture the ambivalence of being alive through ambient sounds. the songs refer to specific places and times and serve as a memory of past feelings and experiences."
"marehelm, the work of an anonymous aarhus resident, tries to capture the ambivalence of being alive through ambient sounds. the songs refer to specific places and times and serve as a memory of past feelings and experiences."
home-dubbed in real time.
professionally printed j-card,
artwork and layout by nikola akileus.
limited to 70 hand-numbered copies.
cw37
ichtyor tides
antapices qadrant c50
"whilst sailing along the rusty shores of elytrion, then wandering through the escherian-scapes of eever, we overlooked its arising. now balantly outstretched from every angle of the sky, we cannot elude its relentless gaze anymore. the realm of the antapices qadrant is upon us."
antapices qadrant c50
cw36
christophe bailleau
porcelaine c36
remember last time you've sit with your banana-beer cocktail in hand at your pool with its orange water? dippin' your right toe into the fluid you wonder who the hell put those demons right beside your chair. they don't stop making silly faces. but you don't care, because the sun shines with light blue colored beams. an airplane crosss your sight on the bright green sky, you touch it with your finger tip, eyes wide open. suddenly the music stops. one of the demons turns the tape, you breath out slowly out of relief.
porcelaine c36
remember last time you've sit with your banana-beer cocktail in hand at your pool with its orange water? dippin' your right toe into the fluid you wonder who the hell put those demons right beside your chair. they don't stop making silly faces. but you don't care, because the sun shines with light blue colored beams. an airplane crosss your sight on the bright green sky, you touch it with your finger tip, eyes wide open. suddenly the music stops. one of the demons turns the tape, you breath out slowly out of relief.
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