Now that I can see much better, I feel like I should probably leave.
It's just the late morning, the towering rock walls are beginning to breathe in the daylight.
With each slow exhale, the vast valley becomes more vivid.
I make my way over to the foothills, my legs are heavy, my heart is clenched
Behind me now, an ache, a depth, so perfect I can only just stare.
Silage across the path, fodder and fermented whey.
And with that, the equilibrium fails.
The breath collapses and tunnels through the passage way.
White-hot engorged air fuming with noise.
The sympathy of the bowels I've left, refracted by my tears.
A hollow boom from the sandy cleft.
The bulkhead heating up until I'm scared to go on.
Many things have been said about Aruán Ortiz, and I don't think I can sum it all up right here. But this guy has some very unique and interesting things to say on his piano. ddb
If you've never been down the Mick Barr tunnels, this was my first tunnel, and it's a great one that will connect to many other tunnels. Bring a friend. ddb
I've not heard such awesomely bizarre music as this. Jute Gyte's compositions are deeper than the ear could possibly hear, but what is perceived instead is complex and terrifying. ddb
Jessica Moss uses vocals and violin to create haunted celestial spaces that are fragile and powerful in equal measure. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 26, 2018
The debut LP from the Chicago multidisciplinary artist strikes a bold balance between meticulous structure and improvisation. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 10, 2022