lunar miasma

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  • lunar miasma – blackest haze – cosmic winnetou

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    “…and now pay attention to what I am about to tell you – heaven itself, indeed, will recall it to your recollection. first you will come to the sirens who enchant all who come near them. if any one unwarily draws in too close and hears the singing of the sirens, his wife and children will never welcome him home again, for they sit in a green field and warble him to death with the sweetness of their song. there is a great heap of dead men’s bones lying all around, with the flesh still rotting off them. therefore pass these sirens by, and stop your men’s ears with wax that none of them may hear; but if you like you can listen yourself, for you may get the men to bind you as you stand upright on a cross piece half way up the mast, and they must lash the rope’s ends to the mast itself, that you may have the pleasure of listening. if you beg and pray the men to unloose you, then they must bind you faster.” homer, the odyssey, 12th book
    mysterious synth stuff. dramatic, melodic, droney, overwhelmingly beautiful.

  • lunar miasma – field studies

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    Two long-form reflections on heavy, cosmic synth immersion from Athens, Greece-based Panos Alexiadis. Rather than drifting through the void, his focused, circling analog figures turn inward, suggesting new frontiers not of empty unknown but for expanded personal consciousness. Outer space as inner mantra.
    Edition of 100, pro-dubbed on chrome.