All posts in Record
A bustling, 41-minute contemplation on listening, understanding and occupancy.
Hydraulically enacted Morse code. Keyboards crushed against the limits of stereo.
Fractured civility for percussion and spluttering synthesiser.
Empty concrete. Clarinet, vibraphone and drum machine doomed to eternally misalign.
Bomber jet bass lines and synthesiser scanning like searchlights. Sub-zero surveillance techno.
Grey shapes in different choreographies. Awaiting liberation.
Body, spirit and cyclical process.
Guitar and voice. Honey pooling across uneven surfaces.
Drums and electronics as one. Tangled wiring and restricted movement.
Soft throbs of dub. A stagnating mist.