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ness (of crystal trench) conjures an original ambient soundscape of cassette tape modulation layered with field recordings and improvised flute and vocal looping.

Brumaire, following a recent pilgrimage to Kansas, contemplates the life and work of the one cool white boy: John Brown. She does this by reading Henry David Thoreau's "Plea for Captain John Brown," stumbling and bumbling her way through it and the discussion afterwards. Hopefully it will prove enlightening.

CHARGING.... CHARGING.... CHARGING....

i went too deep into the empty underground labrynth of corridors in the downtown chicago pedway...

An easy listening mix with a more jazzy Sensibility. Recorded LIVE AT SIGNAL RECORDS.

For raising our arms bare before summers sunsets

A dusty corner A bedspring that creaks The gaps between the blinds And sparkles of dust, hanging in the air

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