Posts Tagged: James Catchpole

CEEYS ~ Concrete Fields

Concrete Fields goes back in time, more specifically returning to the youth of brothers Sebastian and Daniel Selke (CEEYS). The brothers have produced a record of both genesis and revelation, of origin and continuation. Their music was born here, under hulking, towering skeletons

CEEYS ~ Concrete Fields

Concrete Fields goes back in time, more specifically returning to the youth of brothers Sebastian and Daniel Selke (CEEYS). The brothers have produced a record of both genesis and revelation, of origin and continuation. Their music was born here, under hulking, towering skeletons

Fabio Perletta ~ Ichinen

‘Zen does not follow the routine of reasoning, and does not mind contradicting itself or being inconsistent‘ – Suzuki Daisetsu Teitarō Echoing through deep, ill-lit caverns and dripping onto the wet, gleaming surface of a dark rock, the gamelan sounds

Fabio Perletta ~ Ichinen

‘Zen does not follow the routine of reasoning, and does not mind contradicting itself or being inconsistent‘ – Suzuki Daisetsu Teitarō Echoing through deep, ill-lit caverns and dripping onto the wet, gleaming surface of a dark rock, the gamelan sounds

Der Waldläufer ~ Fluidum

An inner light and an outer shell of sunshine helps Fluidum to glow, blossoming like a flower of deep blue. From the very first arpeggiated chord, you know you’re in a place of positive intention, a place of compassion and serenity. This

Der Waldläufer ~ Fluidum

An inner light and an outer shell of sunshine helps Fluidum to glow, blossoming like a flower of deep blue. From the very first arpeggiated chord, you know you’re in a place of positive intention, a place of compassion and serenity. This

Erbear ~ Latent Heat

The drones of Latent Heat are bright-eyed, consistently bubbling and frothing like a warming, thick soup. Radiant harmonies are spewed out of a smoky cauldron, their gleaming notes somewhat concealed by a muted tone and a gently spluttering, congealing distortion. Things are both muddy

Erbear ~ Latent Heat

The drones of Latent Heat are bright-eyed, consistently bubbling and frothing like a warming, thick soup. Radiant harmonies are spewed out of a smoky cauldron, their gleaming notes somewhat concealed by a muted tone and a gently spluttering, congealing distortion. Things are both muddy

Off Land ~ Out World

The lambent drones of Out World rise up, crowning the canopy of a jade-painted jungle. One golden synth flows into another, filling the atmosphere with nothing but an air of serenity. Raindrops hang from the tips of leaves as the humid pads

Off Land ~ Out World

The lambent drones of Out World rise up, crowning the canopy of a jade-painted jungle. One golden synth flows into another, filling the atmosphere with nothing but an air of serenity. Raindrops hang from the tips of leaves as the humid pads

Brandon Hurtado ~ Buried In Rain

Quiet, bleary vocals are ushered into a dark room on Buried In Rain. Tears drop from sad, strummed chords. They’re pale echoes of what they once were, drowning in a deluge of reverb. The music’s too tired to even yawn.

Brandon Hurtado ~ Buried In Rain

Quiet, bleary vocals are ushered into a dark room on Buried In Rain. Tears drop from sad, strummed chords. They’re pale echoes of what they once were, drowning in a deluge of reverb. The music’s too tired to even yawn.

Forest Management ~ Delicate

I see you when no one else can. That’s what Delicate does. It sees people – the beloved – who have passed on, not through a glass darkly but through a pristine looking glass. ‘I met you in Lincoln Park and

Forest Management ~ Delicate

I see you when no one else can. That’s what Delicate does. It sees people – the beloved – who have passed on, not through a glass darkly but through a pristine looking glass. ‘I met you in Lincoln Park and