One listen.

I thought a lot about what I was hearing and how the sounds worked, but not enough of that came through in what I was writing. Still, I’m happy with the result.

Baraki’s “Tuning” is from Colony Laspberry.

I hope you enjoy.

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Something humming fades into prominence, and there’s something else, something different floating alongside that hum. There are a few things, actually. And a voice comes in, or a couple, or mainly one and another that responds. And the voices change, as does the channel. Or the radio. Or both. Or neither.

And the sounds descend a little, and rise, and there’s a darkness to this. Dark and desperate, and slipping into some sort of spiral, or perhaps implying. There’s possibility here, and in a sense this feels very much like an objective view, but at the same time it doesn’t.

Percussion comes in and the crackling of noise, which started before the percussion, continues. It all seems to rattle and shake, and the hums change to something else. Something thicker and like a hollow tube, and then it (and other sounds) disappear, and the familiar hum returns with some other sounds continuing on. Something more distorted flickers, and things change.

Something flickers upward, rises, comes out of a new surface, and everything fades away whilst lingering, and the song ends.