Constellations of tones blinking on and off in the purest and most simple patterns. Singing as soft, slow breathing. Everything repetitions.
One day – after innumerable attempts at planetary destruction and utopian/dystopian rebuildings – this is what our night sky will be like. Full of gorgeous post-nuclear light pollution and atmospheric tics.
This sound soothes irradiated internal organs. It should be available on prescription. Even in our pre-armaggedon history, there is little other music this immersive, necessary and soulful.
A479 is from Kara-lis Coverdale’s A480 tape, available from the mega Constellation Tatsu
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