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The beginning and the end are worn. A hammer strike. Ice calving from an iceberg. Virtual instruments driven by samples. A G-man posing as a number station. A preachy New Year’s reveler. Franklyn Monk, The Lesser Pump http://fmonk.quasigentsia.com/archives/9270

Franklyn Monk Dronecast #36 TITLE: Follow Your Heart ARTIST: Franklyn Monk ALBUM: Dronecast TRACK: 36 GENRE: Experimental YEAR: 2016 PUBLISHER: Quasigentsia URL: http://fmonk.quasigentsia.com/archives/8356 LICENSE: Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International LICENSE URL: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/4.0/ TAGS: ambient, dronecast, monk, franklyn monk, podcast, drone, expe...

Dronecase #33: The Longness of You Franklyn Monk Between the longness of you And my shortness of breath Cicadas sing Our moon falls into shadow --- Episode: http://fmonk.quasigentsia.com/archives/8299 YouTube: https://youtu.be/s_bD0kuKBx0 Twitter: @fqmonk Facebook: /fqmonk

Franklyn Monk Dronecast #32: Raumo: z₀ Audio: REAPER Video: ffmpeg, with heavy postprocessing in ShotCut and iMovie Titles: inkscape, and no I'm not satisfied with them. I just had to stop, I had to stop, I'll do better next time. 2016, from the Dronecast project. Episode link: http://fmonk.quasigentsia.com/­archives/8278 Archive.org item: https://archive.org/details/­FranklynMonkPodcast32 Youtube...

And Fuck You Some More by Monk

Dronecast 25, http://fmonk.quasigentsia.com/archives/6506

“A Throne!” by Franklyn Monk “You, you,” he points at you, “You can’t be in my audience,” And collapses. There are no stagehands here To shuffle away his bones, “It’s a one man show!” He now understands his mistake, But he’s proud of shrinking The universe down to a man. Who does that? “The Artist!” he’ll inevitably cry And laugh because it’s ludicrous. “I took tickets too.” And he cleaned the ais...

A recording of an early spring storm. What I like most about this one is the white noise at the end is so loud and so oppressive that when it finally slams to an end I’m catapulted into heady relief. I’m left weightless, numb, and free for the first time. Franklyn Monk Dronecast #17

An ambient soundtrack with looping vocals which, perhaps, demonstrates what it’s like to be swept into rumination. At 16m40s it’s a good length for a short meditative sit. Franklyn Monk Dronecast #14

The Gratzi is a hard poem to read. It’s taken me years, but I finally gave up on ever getting it and released this reading disguised. Franklyn Monk Dronecast #13

Franklyn Monk Dronecast #12

Franklyn Monk Dronecast #11

Franklyn Monk Dronecast #16

Franklyn Monk Dronecast #10