they don't know.

i've posted heldon before. more mind warpingly good french prog shit from the seventies.

ps been working on the next qualchan. tape, been busy. also working on next smoke signals mix as a companion piece to the album. get pumped. hope y'all are enjoying yr summer!

one of them days.

don't even know where to start with this... classical ambient noise jazz? don't let my reptilian lack of motor skills prevent you from getting this. wonderful album.

california uber alles.

i have posted about this lady before here, & it's more of the mesmerizing & enchanting jams here.

ps not to get overly political, but while listening to dead kennedys i thought it was funny that a song that was written almost forty years ago is still fucking applicable in my home state. also, kinda pumped about trump being in office soon. all of the best punk records were made under reagan, & we all know what a fucking scumbag that prick was. here is to the downfall of america. see ya at the mixer.

images for a. wilner.

gorgeous gagaku orchestral pieces from the seventies.

drip from my walk.

beautiful drones from fluxus extraordinaire yoshi wada recorded back in 84. transports you to the headiest of clouds.

father's gun.

been feelin this on rainy afternoons smoking weed lately.

a thousand words.

a canadian weirdbeard lady from the early nineties. pretty uneven album, but there are some really rewarding moments on here. i'm not a fan of the whole "if i make weird sounds & then yell & then hit a snare once, then this is experimental" side of musique, but there are some really nice songs where she just focuses on jazz which reminds me a lil bit of deerhoof if greg saunier was allowed to let it all out. kinda wish she had stayed with that.

ps sad news about tomita.

pps i am now reviewing tapes for cassette gods, so if you want yr stuff up there, get at me.

two new qualchan tapes just came out today!

hey there! i just had two tapes come out today. the first a split with my good friend al, deep ambient dreaming on that one. the second is a chopped&screwed hip hop tape compiling some of my favorites off of my old mixtapes i put out years ago, plus a few new ones. hope y'all are enjoying spring!

purchase here

disappear here.

lots of changes around these parts, so i won't be around for a minute. enjoy these deep heady jams.

day at the seaside.

another gem for y'all. a stunning czech folk gem from 1989, her guitar playing is amazing, & her voice is so powerful & haunting. you may recognize her from the very first mix i ever posted here, so here is the full length. enjoy!

twenty nine palms.

aw fam, i'm high as fuck & this is bizarre as fuck so it's a match made in paradise. danielle palardy roger is a weirdbeard from 80's canaduh, & she is a percussionist/composer/improvisor of the highest order. a blender full of all of my favorite things. just needs to be heard to be understood.

know i'm not the one.

fucking far out man. at times reminds me of riley/reich/all the names that make our hearts aflutter.

ps i have two tapes coming out in a month or two, so keep yr eyes peeled!

you do not see me.

an enchantingly beautiful & mesmirizing album.

islands.

just look at that cover. i'm kinda high right now, & this sounds amazing. imma leave the floor open for my japanese counterpart to throw in his two cents on gagaku. for the spelunkers, see ya on the descent.

we will always be young.

how do i even describe this... if delia derbyshire & elaine radigue decided to make a post classical album with elements of jazz... that doesn't even come close to the majesty of this weird gem. cannot recommend this enough!

ps didn't even recognize, but it's been four years already! how time flies eh?

another monday.

really pleasant french folk record from the late seventies. gets a little too middle earth for me at moments, but still nice. not my rip, so all thanks to the islands.

ps have been wanting to post about this for a minute now, but seriously fuck michael gira. my heart goes out to larkin grimm & for all survivors.

meditations on desire.

nothing too crazy or new around these parts, but sometimes it's nice to hear from an old friend.

hands to heaven.

more iranian fyre fam.

singapore~lore.

deep spelunking into the wondrous caverns of this iranian delight of santoor & tombak.

into the deep time.

glacial ragas to close out the week.