blue or red.

more ethereal loveliness from ujang suryana.

i felt a pull between us like gravity.

back to my ultimate love, gamelan music. there is a light heartedness, maybe even i dare say a naive childlike sense of wonder about the music. absolutely delightful to listen to. i have two more ujang suryana albums i will be sharing in the near future, don't miss out on these treats.

bless up lion.

sailing through a haze with this as my northstar. i hear blues deep down in the dna of these sublime veena jams.

dancing horses.

two turkish masters creating visions of utterly devastating loveliness. perfect for rainy day smoke sessions.

music of the air.

i am wading through the heady waters of a cough syrup induced haze being soundtracked by the post nagasaki minimalism of this beaut. this will play throughout cruz's america as we are all being rounded up for the internment camps. see y'all real soon.

well then.

four song ep of evocative santoor & vocal jams by this mesmerizing greek songbird.

qualchan ~ zazen c41 now available!!!

i started making these new age tape loops back when gregg was sick, & finished it last summer after the end of a seven year relationship. very personal release, & i can't thank alex & scott enough for wanting to put it out. indebted to bill basinski & bobby turman. intended for meditation.

purchase my tape.

nine sides of air.

as i promised, more winsome & alluring ragas. been listening to the second piece a lot lately while lying on my couch & trying to recuperate.

memory of a big room.

still sick, so i'm being soothed by these strange, beguiling & enchanting sounds from mongolia. at points reminds me of windham hill, but not nearly as cheesy. can't recommend this one enough.

when you had the chance.

since i feel like shit, i'll keep with the theme of albums using flu as part of the name. here is this brilliantly beautiful album made by dude solo with a double bass in 76.

steppin' into tomorrow.

feeling like death, so thought i'd post this feverdream avant garde vocal album from 1983. her range is sikh, & the songs sound like derbyshire's deepest nightmares. or maybe just mine...

the shining path.

carnatique beauty of the highest order. plenny more ragas coming yr way.

ps be on the lookout for revamp of the site, along with the latest smokesignals mix coming soon.

mind how you go now.

behemoth of freewheelin' skronk.

secret signals.

sick synth album from 1980. sorry for the shitty cover res my loves, along with it being 192, but hey, it's free amirite?

be brave.

a fantastic collection of us army dudes playing slick funk while overseas from the seventies.

part one    ///    part two

the hill of dreams.

fucking great early electro album, but the real highlight is i cry (night after night). if yr into ppu, cosmic chronic, omega supreme, etc al then this is for you.

do the astral plane.

holy shit, this is fucking weird & wondrous. hans reichel created his own custom guitars & the daxophone, which is nuts to watch. the sounds he gets are otherworldly & beautiful. definitely for the spelunkers out there. get lost friends.

part one     //    part two


highly recommend grabbing both parts, this one is a real delight.

we can only speak to the future.

weird sparse psyche giallo shit from the masters sorgini & my main fucking man alessandroni. unreleased library cues from the seventies. on point.

bowie is dead, & i'm glad for it.

he was nothing more than a pedophile & a thief. david bowie was the pat boone of the art world. good riddance asshole.

ps i'm sure this will bum people out, but fuck you. absolutely no way to build a case for a rapist. don't like it, there are a million other blogs. go find a new one.

we said we wouldn't look back.

to start 2016 off on the right foot, i encourage you to dive deep into this enchanting japanese chanteuse. the female scott walker. reminds me a bit of dagmar... anyway, hope y'all are surviving out there.