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Felt Presence, Ghostly Humming: The Sprawling Invocations Of Natural Snow Buildings

There aren’t many lonelier feelings in this world than trying to communicate a spiritual experience to someone and failing to convey the import of the message. To spend a moment or two of a hurried life passing along a particularly

Felt Presence, Ghostly Humming: The Sprawling Invocations Of Natural Snow Buildings

There aren’t many lonelier feelings in this world than trying to communicate a spiritual experience to someone and failing to convey the import of the message. To spend a moment or two of a hurried life passing along a particularly

White Fir ~ Lake Seeds, Vol. 3: When My Blue Moon Turns To Gold Again

Columbus, Ohio is in many ways a misleading sort of city. Initial impressions lend an aura of a dank, gray Midwestern industrial-scape, a sprawling flat prairie city ringed in massive highways and loomed over at its core by an oversized

White Fir ~ Lake Seeds, Vol. 3: When My Blue Moon Turns To Gold Again

Columbus, Ohio is in many ways a misleading sort of city. Initial impressions lend an aura of a dank, gray Midwestern industrial-scape, a sprawling flat prairie city ringed in massive highways and loomed over at its core by an oversized

Holding Our Breath: Thoughts On Slowdive

It’s summer in North Carolina, a time of blistering vinyl car seats and miserable street-corner dogs with lolling tongues, of heat shimmering from the pavement in desert-like waves while the local pools are swarmed with howling children desperate to immerse

Holding Our Breath: Thoughts On Slowdive

It’s summer in North Carolina, a time of blistering vinyl car seats and miserable street-corner dogs with lolling tongues, of heat shimmering from the pavement in desert-like waves while the local pools are swarmed with howling children desperate to immerse

Dor ~ grey, north carolina

This is the textile belt of North Carolina. Towns of boarded-up, ivy-swarmed mills spilling their bricks and shattered glass into overgrown lots, heat baking against rusted cyclone fencing around junkyards and shotgun houses of peeling white paint. Downtown there’s a

Dor ~ grey, north carolina

This is the textile belt of North Carolina. Towns of boarded-up, ivy-swarmed mills spilling their bricks and shattered glass into overgrown lots, heat baking against rusted cyclone fencing around junkyards and shotgun houses of peeling white paint. Downtown there’s a

Divine Circles ~ Oblivion Songs

Asheville, North Carolina, rises out of the shrouded mist and green slopes of its surrounding landscape like a mysterious vanished city in a some forgotten folk lore, a Brigadoon of mountain glens and crumbling cliffbanks wavering out of the fog

Divine Circles ~ Oblivion Songs

Asheville, North Carolina, rises out of the shrouded mist and green slopes of its surrounding landscape like a mysterious vanished city in a some forgotten folk lore, a Brigadoon of mountain glens and crumbling cliffbanks wavering out of the fog

Raising Holy Sparks ~ Era Of Manifestations

If you’re a prolific artist of any kind, especially a musician, it’s easy for some to misread your intentions and to cast your motivations in a suspect light. Too often, a high output is seen as a lack of self-control,

Raising Holy Sparks ~ Era Of Manifestations

If you’re a prolific artist of any kind, especially a musician, it’s easy for some to misread your intentions and to cast your motivations in a suspect light. Too often, a high output is seen as a lack of self-control,

How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love The Ambient Noise: Discovering Set Fire To Flames

You often hear people speak about a turning point in their lives, a great awakening following a tragedy or a moment of sudden joy and clarity eclipsing all that came before. The survival of the car crash, the cold turkey

How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love The Ambient Noise: Discovering Set Fire To Flames

You often hear people speak about a turning point in their lives, a great awakening following a tragedy or a moment of sudden joy and clarity eclipsing all that came before. The survival of the car crash, the cold turkey

William Basinski + Richard Chartier ~ Aurora Liminalis

In as much as an experimental musician can be a celebrity in a country that values intellect and art less and less with each passing election cycle, William Basinski is a household name. More appropriately, he’s crossed over. Time has

William Basinski + Richard Chartier ~ Aurora Liminalis

In as much as an experimental musician can be a celebrity in a country that values intellect and art less and less with each passing election cycle, William Basinski is a household name. More appropriately, he’s crossed over. Time has