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ARTIFICIAL MEMORY TRACE (AMT) - Hypnotikon (AustralOpus 2)

Format: CD
Label & Cat.Number: Unfathomless U32
Release Year: 2016
Note: so far unpublished (slightly processed and layered it seems) field recordings from Australia (made in different National Parks), focusing on the nightly noises and "chorals" from the insects, very strange organ like drones appear and incredible bird sounds...we think the central piece MORF (31+ min.) is one of his best tracks ever! "Relentless and hypnotic choruses of insects pulsate in tandem with the rush of high-tide" 5 long tracks, 79+ min., lim. 200 excellent design with artcard
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Garig Gunak Barlu. There is a remote mystery to the place. The night is full of murmurs. Relentless and hypnotic choruses of insects pulsate in tandem with the rush of high-tide. And the occasional gecko barks remote mystery to the place. The night is full of murmurs. Relentless and hypnotic choruses of insects pulsate a remote mystery to the place. The night is full of murmurs. Relentless and hypnotic choruses of insects pulsate in tandem with the rush of high-tide. And the occasional gecko barks remote mystery to the place. The night is full of murmurs. Relentless and hypnotic choruses of insects pulsate hypnotic choruses of insects pulsate in tandem with the rush of high-tide. And the occasional gecko barks insects pulsate hypnotic choruses insects pulsate hypnotic choruses insects pulsate hypnotic choruses insects pulsate hypnotic choruses insects pulsate hypnotic choruses insects pulsate hypnotic choruses insects pulsate hypnotic choruses insects pulsate hypnotic choruses insects hypnotic chorpulsate uses hypnotic chorhypnotic chorhypnotic chororhypnoorhypnoorhypnoorhypnotikamhypnotika
I adore it. Cannot stop hearing it. It is absolutely fascinating. Sort of difficult to describe. Relentless waves white in noise battering the hazy steamy heat rattling in myriads of tiny tiny t i nn ie s t particles of air spraying across deserts of grains of wavy kaleidoscope of insect locusts, grasshoppers, leafhoppers, whatever-hop-on-hoppers stridulating their songs of devotions.
Organlike tones. Sudden and leaping from raspy chords of dry wings, again forgotten against the wall of distorted notion of time. Velvety mist of dark tones from depth of the abyss whispering to my ears about the hope. Hope of harmony. In between all creatures. Everywhere. Every time, even in the water shallows of individual proclamations, reclamations, raspy murmurs . that was some mysterious creature grinding-like sounds emanating from shallows of four-miles-billabong, saltie approaching verrrrrrrrry slowly from other side of waterhole, almost unseen-woodlike-looking floating against my side of lake, sitting there recording with hydrophone but I am sitting in safety, sitting on black flight-case, drinking black coffee and enjoying the heat while listening absolutely in astonishment this little tiny sound underwater, subaquatic mini-pergolator machine, bubbling like dry sand-grains in between teeth, hot and steamy, nicely smelling aroma freshly brewed nectar of awakeningssssssssss everytime I hear hordes of hermit-crabs scavenging the beach blindly searching for scraps of intelligence lost in between heaps of dried leafs, crunching under each of my steps listening listening for signals from outer space ? Awake now, please, listen carefully, this is a question of survival ! Listen for signs of danger. If there is some, you will hear it. It doesnt say there is some danger, of course. There is only peace to my ears. Balance. This work is trying to balance the real and unreal. The last bit is pre-audition of next beginning : australOpus III. (either with crabs or in Tasmania, not decided yet)

(Synthesis of texts of Helen Blackhurst, Molly Harrison and thoughts-memories of Slavek Kwi)

(final shaping Slavek Kwi, February 2016)

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