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Horizon / dawn / dead 27.02.2017 6:29 ↓

The end times, a Trinitite of sound, all that remains. Green glass in the desert sand forevermore.

Twinkle-time in her eyes 24.02.2017 5:19 ↓

Miscast transmissions: part two Sometimes, the stars are alight and aright, and the fingers trace familiar ways.

Spheres and pantacles, and rhyme 24.02.2017 4:45 ↓

Miscast transmissions: part one When the world shifts just sideways in time.

Skylight, skylight 22.02.2017 4:42 ↓

Stooping by starlight, implied in sundown. Duet for the early kiss of evening. (and to save the first question: filters are all in the Mustang V head)

A distance of forgiveness 21.02.2017 6:15 ↓

Live February 21, 2017. It is a morning of mornings, and her name is legion.

A Nod To Viral Reality 20.02.2017 10:45 ↓

Collaboration between Bill Boethius and some angry cripple. Original track here: https://soundcloud.com/bill-boethius/viral-reality/

Once was a storm, then silence 19.02.2017 4:35 ↓

Duet for fire and bleen, and the roiling of the horns of the end.

Rifling always did improve your aim 16.02.2017 9:00 ↓

On a bed of cloud, take the shot. A duet for silent mornings.

Wailing hollows in time 16.02.2017 7:02 ↓

Live February 16, 2017. Sometimes, the machines take their revenge as the power grid hiccups. They falter but do not die. (and that warble at 2:30ish was the result of a flicker, flicker, almost bam on the power grid)

Greetings, mistress of smoke 15.02.2017 9:35 ↓

Live February 15, 2017. The silence is not all it seems as light breaks over the mountain's edge.

Beyond eyesight 08.02.2017 7:02 ↓

In a backwater circus, all the best freaks are present and accounted for.

The Work in a flash 02.02.2017 11:57 ↓

"This is life as it should be lived, in acknowledgement, commensurally. The rituals - the dances - sacred and profane, solemn and wild, alternating with festivals. We live a symbol of what we know it is, and, finally transcending the symbols, become one with it." - Jack Parsons to Cameron, 1950.

The fishmen are coming / the circus is here 02.02.2017 5:34 ↓

The blast over the rise comes -a mushroom cloud to announce the circus is here!

Parallel rhymes 01.02.2017 7:01 ↓

The winds and the winter fae things in the night dance by firelight.

Of a swan and a firebolt 31.01.2017 4:42 ↓

Complicated secrets for a simple time

She calls, unknown 27.01.2017 6:08 ↓

At a switchboard in the sky, the operators are standing by.

Restore the father, harlot to the son 25.01.2017 8:25 ↓

Attack of the stainless steel picks, volume three. No synths were harmed in the making of this production

The crashing weight of the first flaw 24.01.2017 10:23 ↓

Live January 24, 2017. A meditation on sound, fury, and the echo that destroyed the silence.

Blowing on barnacle way 24.01.2017 5:22 ↓

Squalls at sea are not as calm as they appear from beneath.

Your hells are an embrace this morning 24.01.2017 6:48 ↓

Sometimes the embrace of the void is love enough.

Dance with me in period time 21.01.2017 4:18 ↓

Live January 21, 2017. In that garden, I have become the soil in which the future and the past can grow. All things ash, but from the burning and the pain, flowers flourish.

A mountain fails to impress 21.01.2017 5:50 ↓

Luminescent in fading light, then gone.

Those hells have eyes 19.01.2017 4:39 ↓

Three alien voices in the wind are trapped beneath the hells.

Beware the false blood moon 17.01.2017 6:21 ↓

And shoot the wolf in the head.

The Roman soldier up the hill 16.01.2017 3:48 ↓

Hills upon hills, and soldiers upon soldiers, and I have been them all.