alain nakbi I have great expectations about the rest of this album. This song is so magnificent

magoski Drums hold the bombed hush,
machine learns the taste of grief —
water finds the dark.
The sky flickers
unseen hands
pressing the button
again and again
into the cradle of death
and the tomb of Life
Drums hold—hold—the bombed hush.
[glitch voice, metallic filter]
machine learns—learns—the taste of grief.
and off they go—
into the cradle—
into the tomb—
cradle of death.
tomb of Life.
silence bleeding
dust holds every song.

Selecta Kwaby alias Eve next level❤️❤️❤️❤️

Saffron Robe Dub of the highest magnitude. Praise be to the illustrious Elijah and his righteous council.

crapptape It’s another dupsycholk classic from Elijah and the Breadminster folk. Like being a robotic insect in a digital garden of eden, bathed in warm sunshine as recent shower rain drops splash on giant foliage.

Harrison Phinney 2 of our greatest living percussionists working together, and the results are what one would hope and expect: intricate rhythms of the highest order. no one else could have made this record, and that can’t be said about many records these days. drums to de-program and re-program your brain. drums to shake loose any and all inertia from your limbs. better pack your elbow grease, bud—this here's limber music. Favorite track: Lantern Lit Run.