Whatever the hell happens to me in my sleep, I wake up with songs, ... then I dive back in. Then I get up again, hop, dance. Look at that loop, my friends.
Then I realized I’m a lunatic dancing in a graveyard. I got up and started dancing, ... but you can’t resurrect the dead. They’re happy like that. They’re beautiful. They’re fine.
Let me pour one last water and get out of here...
Long-form experimental ambient sessions
Long-form experimental ambient sessions
Starting from sounds I heard back home that somehow hit my soul.
Starting from sounds I heard back home that somehow hit my soul.
A blue carpet, a blond kid, and weird, weird dreams.
A blue carpet, a blond kid, and weird, weird dreams.
Long, long journeys born from a single track.
Long, long journeys born from a single track.
