27 posts tagged with electronic by Blazecock Pileon.
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Ultrathaemlitz
This ear-piercing ambient piece was made in 2003, part of a release called Ultraviolet. I was listening to a lot of Terre Thaemlitz at the time, particularly Soil.
Monophase
I put this ambient track together back in 2003 during one of many sleepless nights, as part of a larger release called Threads. After listening to it again, I liked its hypnotic lull enough to want to share it here, and I hope it rewards your patience.
Sahara
In the desert, turn toward emptiness; fleeing the self.
Dawn
Thine age asks ease, and since thy duties be
To warm the world, that's done in warming us.
Shine here to us, and thou art everywhere;
This bed thy centre is, these walls, thy sphere.
Vincent Price
No mere mortal can resist \ The evil of the thriller
Boysenberry
A brief experiment in trying to fake synchronized prime-ordinal rhythms.
Ein Nichtnicht
A track built upon Oswaldian traditions, cutting up German minimalist electronic samples with a bit of piano from the Romantic era.
Chopped Nocturne
CN is a happy experiment. Nothing more.
Game Over
Emperor ZiLOG said, "Cough up another quarter, kid." Who was I to refuse the galactic imperative?
Cheepcheep
Brittle, flittering, skittering, algorithmic monochromatica — with a bit more color towards the end.
bp vs oscillator707
a gentle, short collaborative experiment in lullaby-like clockwork
Ochre
melty mono synth on the 1:43 / crunchy manganese beats on the rusty flip
my god it's full of
stars
Spit
spit, n. 1. a. The fluid secreted by the glands of the mouth, esp. when ejected; saliva, spittle; a clot of this.
Chunky Ohming
A chunkier, clunkier version of Ohming with a coolcat intro thrown in, just for laughs. Hey, why not?
Freefall
A gentle work of cascading, synthetic glitch
Apidae
The bees argue, in their black ball,
A flying hedgehog, all prickles.
The man with grey hands stands under the honeycomb
Of their dreams, the hived station
Where trains, faithful to their steel arcs,
Leave and arrive, and there is no end to the country.
Cold Cathode
Einmal nahm ich zwischen meine Hände dein Gesicht. Der Mond fiel darauf ein. Unbegreiflichster der Gegenstände unter überfließendem Gewein.
Ohming
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
N ⇒ 0136
Brief, speedy bleepiness.
Zbeat 2
Reprising the first version of this track, with a bit more zip at the end...
Zbeat
Quiet beats, with details hidden underneath blankets of filters
Whirlidub
Whirly, hurly and rub-a-dub-dub.
Cascade
Protein deformation and signal transduction in exponential cascades.
Scratchdance
Itchy, skitchy and glitchy
Monkey Monkey
Join Sir David Attenborough and I as we imagine spying on a simulated digital troop of capuchin monkeys in South America, whispering in hushed, yet excited British tones about their adventures in the tropical simulacra...
Alien Staring Contest
Meener meener meener ambient earthlings!
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