Mark Aubert - Here We Go

Fieldtriqp - 349 EP

Shout outs to Fieldtriqp for this 5 track ambient piece.
Soundscapes to dream with.
Really lush, spacious , and best of all, refreshing ambient sounds...




http://www.archive.org/details/Fieldtriqp349Ep

   ANGEL CHROMOSOME (Time Wharp rmx) by C V L T S

woah check this out now

She Can Stay by Collective Conscience

Paradise the Arkitech of X-Clan and Jasiri X Real Gangstas

http://www1.american.edu/ted/chocolate-slave.htm

Chocolate slavery. Read about it , raise awareness .

nopasaran by ßmøødy

STEVEN FARRIS DESTROYING . This is the beginning clips of full length “Cosmic Sound II” on VHS. Such a unique idea. Check this out!

nobody reads this shit

LIQUID SKULLS release DEAD IN YR EYES (FD011)

http://fograttle.com/dead.html

Friends Kale Ogle and Jimmy Spice are a duo from two seperate states,
Kale is from Arkansas and Jimmy lives in Tennesse. Together they create hypnotic soundscapes,
Foggy delight. Their sound sifts and rushes through your brain cavity like smoke laced with the smell of old paper in the books of the back shelves of the library..
Broken guitars , reverb , crushed drumming, heavily saturated vocals that are heartbreaking and simultaneously
joyful in their celebration of the legacy of the dead.

Lil Pluto Cosmic Slurpee

9planets deaf daughter

Not even kidding

cosmic slurpee

i dont know what to post

Marcellus Cephalopod

ACID

Daisuke Tanabe

Really good artist I just discovered...


http://www.last.fm/music/Daisuke+Tanabe

http://www.discogs.com/artist/daisuke+tanabe

though im sure everyone has heard of him because im insanely slow and i sleep on everything

I’m a glorified televangelist. I’m a chloroformed TV signal. God I wish my retinas had cathode lens.

This weed was dank. I was blazing with Rip over at his place.

I passed the joint back to him. I was in the middle of talking.

“Dude, remember how I was saying the old hag that kidnapped my folks was a Baba Yaga right? After I saw that Arthur episode on PBS?”

“Oh yeah. Fuck man I’m stoned.” He coughed while he spoke. He was drugged and so was I. Our high versions were like mirror images of when we were kids. I was goofy and weird, he was quiet and longing.

“Well dude, I was reading the Wikipedia on Baba yaga’s and I found out if the Baba Yaga asks a question it ages a year. “

I was now sitting on a floating temple high above the sky with a Rastafarian male holding an ounce joint. He passed it to me.

“So, like, what I’m saying is that, this guy, painted these cats, right man? He painted them as cartoons, like, dressed as a sailor or an army man. But it turns out the man was insane, and slowly he turned his cats into crazy psychedelic florescent beauties. I mean’ shit man, if insanity makes you that creative, I hope I go schizo. Hahaha”

I said this phrase as I inhaled the amazing smoke.

The Rasta looked at me and smiled as his jaw suddenly hit the floor.  Thousands of black tentacles fired out at an extreme rate.  They would swallow me whole,

Then, I felt warmth I had never felt. A beam shot over my head, and absorbed the Rasta in pale gold light. The tentacles simply disappeared.

An angel came to me as the temple fell. The Temple fell from the sky, colliding with the ground, killing me on impact. And I held the hand of the Angel with all life held in his box.

I’m watching some infomercials from the nineties.

My mind had finally come out of its chrysalis. I knew now what I must do.

Never before had I fought the monsters that plagued my nights. Never before had I ever tried to find out why they come to torture me. But now I would.

I would get into their heads. Into the heads of my own fucking demons. 

    

A dealer’s house.  Luke was one of my dealers.

So I was over at Luke’s buds place. The kids name was Johnny. He had a sweet setup. He got the pool house in his back. We smoked weed there all day everyday.

So I was over.

Pool House.

Weed.

ESCAPE PLAN NUMBER ONE

I went to the barrier of town. I was high on weed. Shit was a barrier.

Like literally.

I held a sword in my hand. My tunic was light blue like light. I held a sword in my hand. I saw the beast look at me. The beast was violet. Violet fur. As I walked through the door. The door to the mind. The beast engulfed me. Oblivion. I held a sword in my hand.

“Do you like to play games?” I asked. That freckled face looked back, and a smile appeared, almost like magic. A peripheral smile.

“I like playing games with monsters. I pretend I’m a knight and I can kill them really easily.” She stated giggling.

She lived in my basement, and she became my best friend. I never met her dad, and my parents never noticed her. When Sophia came up for the first time, I tried introducing her to my parents. They couldn’t hear me when I tried to get their attention.

I tried tugging on my mom’s dress, but my hands went through her body.

I was really scared, but I didn’t want to look like a coward in front of Sophia. So I ignored it. I ignored it. I ignored it.  You’ve got a lot to learn, Jesse.

So I took her to the park. I don’t remember how I got there. We walked under autumn trees, but they were dull, out of color. Out of sync with the world. 

This was my first experience of the way my mind really works. Up until now, my childhood had been very happy, and more importantly, normal. But now, my life would be changed forever. Spooky!

My surroundings were the color of television. Meaning they looked like seventies projected TV shows. Out of color, out of sync. Saturated, drained. Surreal in it’s dripping fluorescent shades of failed technology. I wonder sometimes.

Without any real intent, Sophia and I appeared at Fletchers Field. It was a little park, near my house. It oozed with that sickly aura of good intentions destroyed.  Beyond the rotten wood barrier were faces in the trees. Fangs and eyes.  Howling squared heads of orcish leaves.

“Lets go on the swings!” Shouted my love.

“Are you sure?”

“Dead I’ve never been more sure in my entire life.”

I trusted her. I trusted her. I trusted her. My little glass eyes watered up. She was so amazing. I could see the glow of her heart beat through her white dress. The molecules vibrated the sky and lit up my retina.  It was so stunning I cried forever.

As the chains of the swings moved the sun set seven times. Each one became a different brilliant shade of faded film.

sexy girl dancing to a lockbox remix of a boy mtn song

OhBliv x the art of rəuse | SUNDAY

Enjoyable mix for a lazy day off of work . . . fuck work .
This is a bunch of classic jazz mixed by OhBliv from Virginia . . . he sneaks in a track of his own along with Knxwledge and a track off DOOM's instrumental album .




OhBliv x the art of rəuse | SUNDAY by the art of reuse

favorite OhBliv
Changeovheart by ohbliv

And you hold your hand as you held my hand

Offbalanceatlas

Merging by Offbalanceatlas

One day you're going to wake up by Offbalanceatlas

this is the cat who put together the recent Sample Based Life compilation which is turning buncha heads like lettuce choppers.

ISAN

Markets !

http://markets.bandcamp.com/
MARKETS ON FUCKING SOUNDCLOUD

http://www.flickr.com/photos/kimnavarro/sets/72157624982026726/

KAMAS

  Enter the eye by Kamas

  Arisin Sun (re-visited) by Kamas


  The forest is alive [But the sky isn't] by Kamas



A good friend of mine, taste away


soundcloud

WHAAAAT

Dailon and some fucker

  DKPWR (x Lockbox) by DAILON

In honor of J Dillas Birthday

His best track

bugseed

Earthbound Soundtrack *MUST HAVE!*

AAAAA

Love this game with all my heart..... it really is a masterpiece

Grab the beautiful soundtrack

http://starmen.net/mother2/music/

The Secret Musuem of Mankind

Check it out!

I actually have a copy of this book that is colored (instead of black and white its either red and white, green and white, purple and white,etc).

Beautiful imagery!

Here are some tasters from mine

Loose Lips Sink Ships

Zola Jesus - I Can't Stand

D33J & Mark Aubert - Starbase1

listen to this right now 

http://www.mediafire.com/?pfnxbqslx3aheal

www.myspace.com/markaubert
www.markaubert.bandcamp.com
www.markaubert.tumblr.com

Soft Greens

Be courteous to the moose for it was he who birthed you by The Soft Greens

holy shit this is some overlooked heavy gemstone right here

Pogflipper - Momentarily Lost free release

poggggggFLIPPPPERR

outta no where Alex dropping 9 unheard gems for ya

BOY MTN

  BOY MTN - Kibbie Dome by NEWAGE SEWAGE

R. Stevie Moore needs your help!

Robert Steven Moore (aka R. Stevie Moore, RSM) is literally one of the greatest songwriters of all time. Seriously. I can't even





He's broke as hell right now, and needs you to help him out! The dude has created some of the best songs of the 20th and 21st century, consider it your duty to donate to him.

Where to learn more about him/ where to donate/ where to be

Two things I need to share with you

One

Two

Gertrude Michael - Sweet Marihuana (1934)

Interview with Joe Moresi of PLAENS

Jokterview



Joe Moresi is a drone musician from Georgia, who, if you haven't heard, is one of the most exciting musicians around these days. One half of the incredible group PLAENS (formerly ethereal plaen) and founder of the tape label MABA, Joe is a busy guy. He is also very enigmatic. Despite being hailed as one of the most important musicians of the twenty first century, he rarely makes public appearances. I have heard that he has, in the middle of a thirty minute dronscape buildup, slaughtered a chicken onstage. But I have also heard that he never makes live appearances, unless accompanied by hookers. I'm not even joking. You can read it over at Pitchfork.

So, to my surprise, Mr. Moresi actually answered an interview request I sent him seven months ago. We agreed to meet at a diner in downtown Atlanta, of his choice. Even though we had agreed to meet up around twelve a clock, he did not show. I had waited around until two, then decided to leave, sad I was going to miss my only chance to interview such a strange being as Moresi. Though right when I'm about to stand up, I see a goofy looking figure through the glass paneled entrance. I recognize him from the few photographs there are of him on the internet. He's wearing a large over sized sweatshirt, tattered with holes. He has gold curly hair and a goofy looking grin on his face, and looks wild eyed, like he just robbed a bank. He bursts through the doors, the whole diner immediately reaking of marijuana smoke.

Even though we hadn't met and I hadn't introduced myself, he somehow knew I was there to interview him and sat down quickly, shouting into the kitchen for " An eggs and coffee girlfriend." Smoke seems to be stuck around his hair and body, giving him a strange hazy aura.

"Let's begin shall we?" He asks, grinning. I nod, then start asking my questions.

IF: Tell me your life story.

JM: Right here, right now, in the nude?

IF: Yeah

JM: I walk with jesus yessiree (note: I have no clue why he began to trim at his nose hairs when he said this)

IF:Thats cool and all. When did you start making those tunes?

JM: About a year ago my friend Ali and I decided we wanted to start making noisy drone music. I've always loved the idea of recording and producing sound, I've had my mixer and learned to use it long before I ever got serious about any instrument, it was initialy used for a "comedy" podcast my friends and I did back in 7th and 8th grade. Anyway, I think Ali and I were both kind of naive about it at first, we had minimal equipment (an old half-functioning Casio which died after the first week, my guitar and a shitty pedal or two, the mixer, and Garageband) and minimal talent. We would coop up in my room for several hours and just annoy the shit out of our other friends with our "jams". (He laughs incredibly loud at this, making me uncomfortable. Then after he calms down, he continues). I've gone back and listened to those first couple recordings, and while some aren't as abysmal as one would think (some are), it's still pretty amazing to see how far we have come. Oh and I don't really walk with Jesus, that's just something I say sometimes.

IF: Would you like some water?

JM: No thank you, I prefer milk please.

IF: I wish I got that Washed Out kid. This is awful. Oh shit I'm saying this out loud aren't I? Hold up dude, Im so sorry. (I wish I got that Washed Out kid. This is awful.) Is their a particular artist that turned you on to the drone sound? I can hear clear influences in PLAENS (I forgot to mention, Joe made it very clear I have to shout this everytime I say it.) but there is also that unique voice.

JM: Trust me, putting up my high maintenance nature will pay off, I'm MUCH(shouts this) handsomer than Ernest Greene.  Fuck him man. This is ridiculous. I thought I specified you weren't to mention him? Fuck you man. If you love him so much go marry him.

Anyways,  to answer the question, Psych-rock/drone artists like Sun Araw and Pocahaunted have helped influence me as far as wanting to make music goes, but PLAENS' (shouts) sound was really influenced a lot by colorful ambient stuff like Sundog Peacehouse and Caboladies, even Ducktails to an extent, his early ambient shit is unbelievable.  We also draw influence from the more pensive, slow-crawl stuff that most people think of when they hear drone, Marble Sky, Treetops, etc. (he actually says e tee cee).

IF: Actually I can really see the ducktails influence. The colorfulness and visual based music really is apparent in PLAENS (shouted, also the last sentence was not grammatically correct)What is the usual method of writing a PLAENS song?

JM: Thanks, that's always been something that's really important to me, because it's such a major part of this music. Did I mention I once through a bottle of my own urine at Green from Washed Out? So worth the beatings by the ushers, and the lawsuits by the lawyers, and the shunning by the family.

Hmm, well, it's certainly evolved. For the longest time it was all improvise, and then when we hit something good we'd isolate it. Then i began building loops on the computer, which is pretty painstaking. But I like crispy pain, some say I'm a maschochist, but does a mschoschist choke himself with his own feces? Because if they do, that's neat.

I recently got a Roland 404, which has made the song-writing process a lot easier and given me more room to experiment without being too time-consuming. I've been writing songs solo recently, ever since Ali got in that fight with Dan Deacon and broke his arm, so I really depend pretty heavily on the sampler. Once I've made all the loops for a song, I'll record them, a few at a time, according to how they sound together, so I can still have multiple tracks while I edit. It's a bit of a pain, but I used to just record it all as one track and it's a lot harder to manipulate everything and impossible to fade stuff in if it's all one single entity. After the loops are in I usually record a few live tracks over them, at least one is typically improvised. I feel like there was probably a much shorter, less convoluted way to explain all of this, but I don't really care. (After he states this, he pulls out a cigarette and lights it, not caring that the diner is non smoking.)

IF: Now on the first PLAENS release (back when the group still had ethereal in the title) you had a song called Lysergic Dawn. Do drugs play any role in the creative process? Do you use them to inspire?

JM: Drugs? I was told lysergic acid was a cleaning solvent, like the stuff they use in Lysol. Is it not? Also I do alot of pizza. Come back you bastard (don't know why he said this).

IF: Tell about the visuals you like to look at when you write songs. What are your favorites? I read on your wikipedia entry you write songs to them.

JM: There's a direct RCA feed in the back of my head. (Joe turns his head to show me, parting his hair. There is just the back of his head, nothing else.) Whenever I'm about to play I just plug in my VCR and watch the Minds Eye series.

(At this point of the interview, Joe suddenly stands up and runs out of the diner, despite my protests. He returns five minutes later)

JM: Sorry, I had to get food. (He has untouched eggs and coffee in front of him)

IF: Uh.... so are their any cool projects of yours being released anytime soon?

JM:Well, other than another PLAENS cassette in the very near future (SPCZDPLC comes out before the end of the month), I have been in contact with several dudes that wanna release stuff on my label, MABA tapes. CUE THE SHAMELESS SELF PROMOTION. (Shouted at such a level I think Joe actually hurt his vocal chords) This dream-hop/psych producer character Lockbox, he's alright I guess (he sucks), another, actually probably the only other drone artist from Atlanta, known as Warning Light, loner freak pop bro BOY MTN, and some hypnagogic absurdity from a mysterious duo (?) know as the Sky City Cruisers. Should be an exciting couple of months.



With this, he picks up his untouched coffee and omelet,  throwing them both away, then leaves without saying goodbye.

This was my first, and considering how hard he is to track down, last encounter with the legendary ambient psych god himself.

GuSHee

When I Think Of You... Sunshine by GuSHee

infinite potentials

  Levitation by infinite Potentials

4o4

  gagarin's flashback by 4o4

shatter town maximum overdrive. cool track

Lee Spacey

woaaaah .
just woke to Lee Spacey.

get on

http://soundcloud.com/lee_spacey

http://www.last.fm/music/Lee+Spacey

gonna wanna remember that astronaut

VEKTROID-STARFLIGHT IGUANA

Some maniac tape stuff for you to gobble on down

pizza hut pay for this

The Soft Greens

Dude so fucking great so Im gonna download and spread it around like butter

Some insane insane insane insane stuff for you to check out. Defies genre. Post-genre?