folk // newwave // ambient // synths // emotionalbangers
In this ever expanding world the frailty of human bonds is ever growing. Things are seen but not seen, letters unwritten and undelivered. Distant crush asks for an hour of your time to slip back to somewhere sweet or anticipate your next move. Something just out of reach - in distance or time. The joy of imagination and anticipation versus the actuality of the immediate. Bimonthly mixtapes from someone far away.
12:00 - 13:30
14/01/2018 // DC03 - Trip to Nowhere
A dusty cloud passed in front of the sun
Lowering the mountain side
To a winter lair
For my love
And her lover.
A bridge rumbled beneath my feet
But my steps
Were without direction.