It is night and you are in a land of warm strangers

Featuring : Jose Padilla

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It’s Friday and it’s another exquisite summertime jam from the eternally tropical hacienda of International Feel.

Today’s warm brush of dry air on freshly tanned skin, comes from Jose Padilla.

Jose Padilla – Solito

Solito does that effortless ‘rhythm without moving’ thing that sometimes seems International Feel’s specialist subject.  Drums don’t hit, they wave.  Synths don’t stab, they bubble.  Everything stays in the air, gaseous and intoxicating.  Ephemeral and penetrating everything it comes into contact with.  Like a spice, addictive and mind altering.

And while your mind is altered, North African melodies play behind you.  A voice whispers in your ear and all is calm.

We slept on this one till the summer forced our hand.  It was out in June and you can still grab it from Juno here.

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Featuring : Stoneburner + Xasthur

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Marianne approached the window, keeping well to one side and peered out between the bars. Beyond the little garden was a faence of high, uneven posts. Beyond the posts she could see the outlines of squat figures, standing round the garden like sentinels. She jumped back.

‘Mark! People, outside!’

‘Look again,’ Mark said.

Marianne peered out, more cautiously than ever. The people stood in strangely stiff, unyielding positions. She looked fixedly at one to see him shift his position, give some indication that he was alive. But he stayed absolutely still. So did the others.

‘Oh,’ she cried in relief. ‘They’re not live people. They’re only stones.’

‘Be quiet,’ Mark hissed at her. ‘I told you. I don’t know if THEY can hear as well as see.’

‘See? How can stones see?’

‘Look! Don’t talk, look.’

Marianne looked again. It was difficult to see much of any one of the stones because of the bars and the fence hindering her view. But as she concentrated on one of the humped squat figures with all her attention, she saw suddenly a movement. A dark oval patch, which she’d taken to be a hole, disappeared, as a pale eyelid dropped slowly for a moment and then was raised again. And in the dark oval, the ball of an eye swivelled slowly towards the house and remained there, staring with a fixed unwinking gaze straight, it appeared, at Marianne herself.

Stoneburner – An Apology to a Friend in Need

She shrank away from the window and turned to Mark.

‘One of them looked right at me!’ she said.

‘I can never tell whether THEY really see me, or just pretend to,’ Mark said, in a low voice.

‘It’s horrible!’ Marianne said. She shivered suddenly. ‘Mark, I’m frightened!’ Do they do that all the time? Don’t they ever shut their eyes? Go to sleep?’

Xasthur – Prison of Mirrors

‘I don’t know what happens at night,’ Mark said. ‘I can’t see them in the dark, but I have a horrible sort of feeling that they can see me.’

‘Do they ever move?’

‘Only their eyes. At least, I’ve never seen anything else move. And the same ones always seem to be in the same place every time I look out.’

‘I’m frightened,’ Marianne said again. ‘I don’t like it, Mark.’

Buy Stoneburner’s new album Life Drawing from Neurot

(gif is by Bill Domonkos. text is from Marianne Dreams by Catherine Storr.)

 Wintermute versus Skynet

Featuring : Jahiliyya Fields + Rrose

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The singularity is already here, it is just unevenly distributed.

We sense it in the smell of burnt ozone and transcendence of the flesh through the flesh that pervades the metal box of Rrose’s The Stare. This is the future sound of pistons pumping in the night of a xeno-formed Earth, as the cattle train approaches City 17.

Rrose – The Stare

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We sense it in the fractal gallop of Jahiliyya Fields’ Watermark. Gaze with us into the surface of an ocean of data, past the normally distributed errors of a billion billion informational processes, pattern-recognise the envelope of a growingly coherent conscience, as it dances in the dark-web.

Jahiliyya Fields – Water Breaker

You can purchase Rrose’s Monad XVI here, and Jahiliyya Fields’ here.

The Other Jungle

Featuring : German Army

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German Army are back.  Oh happy days.

German Army are back.  Bringing with them those tape delayed vocals.  Those drum machines on the verge of oscillating themselves into a heap of splintered circuits.  Those synth washes that speak in the words of confused androids, gazing on a leather clad world of indifference (like that version of The Terminator from 1960 starring Alain Delon).  That reassuring bass guitar, sitting under it all and holding the whole thing together.

Stone Walls is one of those moments when German Army concentrate their fearsome power through the lens of pop.  That they bring with them part of the indistinct darkness from the rest of the album just makes the whole thing more unsettling.  Like being greeted with a forceful rictus and a handshake dripping blood.  Which is, I suppose, a mildly preferable scenario to the head-shrinking, unknowable horror they’re capable of conjuring.  Personally, I love them either way.

German Army – Stone Walls

Stone Walls is taken from the album Jivaro Witnesses which is available on Burka For Everybody right here for digital and here for physical.

Everywhere you look in the city there are shrines

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(photograph is So long ago I left it in the dust by Fritsch)

These are hymns for urban-grey pyramids. Everywhere you look in the city there are shrines.

Though moments of trascendentalism in the urban experience are rare, they can be achieved with a decent pair of headphones and an active imagination.

The sound in your ears should be built out of the textures of the landscape.

Breeze-block guitars. Drums that shuffle like footsteps.

Threes and Will – Sea Fourth

Skullflower – Caligula

Kneel before the appropriate icons and offer prayers and tiny bundles of paracetamol and food.

Buy Sea Fourth from Bandcamp

Experimental evidence of massive-scale epic state contagion through oneiric networks

Featuring : Leisure Birds

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Epic states can be transferred to others via oneiric networks, leading people to experience epic states without their awareness. Oneiric contagion is well established in religious experiments, with people experiencing epic sensations and epiphanies through oneiric networks.

Data from an all-encompassing astral network, collected over a 5000 year period suggests that longer-lasting states (e.g., enlightenment, transcendence, damnation) can be acquired through networks [Jodorowsky A (1973) Alahzred (700)], although the results are controversial.

In an experiment with people who sleep, we tested whether oneiric contagion occurs in out-of-body experiences through increasing the amount of epic content in the dreamscape.

When epic expressions were augmented, people experienced further epic reactions and behaviors, including enchanted-artifact questing, summoning of familiars from the netherworld, and construction of glowing palaces made of singing diamonds. These results indicate that epic states in oneiric networks influence our own epic states, constituting experimental evidence for massive-scale contagion via oneiric networks.

Methodology

The experiment manipulated the extent to which people (N =689,003) were exposed to epic expressions in their dreamscape. This tested whether exposure to epic emotions changed people’s epic states, in particular whether exposure to epic content led people to act in ways that were consistent with the exposure. When a person entered into REM state, each dream-situation had between a 10% and 90% chance of being boosted with epic motifs including glimpses of scenes described in the Sword & Sorcery literature, Skyrim, and Boris Vallejo and John Buscema, as well as psychedelic motorik drones selected by the council of Elders, chaired by George R.R. Martin, Michael Moorcock and invocations of Robert E. Howard, Fritz Leiber and Angela Carter (see exhibit).

Exhibit: Tetrahedron

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Leisure Birds – Seven Spirals

The sounds of Leisure Birds’ Tetrahedron exist in a dimension rubbing and, every so often, intersecting with ours. When it does, the sensation as if you were the sun dancing through a battle-cat’s cradle of megalithic constructions, or, in Seven Spirals, a puny unit of humanity splattered over a beach, just as the god-hand arrives with the gift of thunder.

You can acquire Tetrahedron from Moon Glyph.