Music For Withered Leaves And Lonely Fishtanks
Something warm, soft, and fuzzy is resonating on the inside of my ear canal. It travels …
Something warm, soft, and fuzzy is resonating on the inside of my ear canal. It travels …
“Requiem represents an end but also a new beginning […] for mankind and for our planet…”
As promised in my yesterday’s post, here are another dozen records that have come across my …
“… how thoroughly unprepared we are for something almost all of us will experience…”
“… combining synthetic textures with organic sound, and merging the familiar with the unknown…”
So I think I’m a little burned out, folks. I can tell because I’m a month …
And just like that, we’re halfway through the year. Can you believe it? How can that …