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Set Me As A Seal Upon Your Heart ( Vegas Hymn )
MIND YOU : POST-ROCK ! ( See full song info ) Piece built around Las Vegas policescanners. Gently fading in, gently fading out. Processed drums, a few sequenced sounds, and fieldrecordings. SUPERHEADPHONES HIGHLY RECOMMENDED - hifi stereospread.
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Set me as a seal upon your heart
As a seal upon your heart
For love is strong
As death is strong
As death...
Fragments from a dream I had a few years ago, nothing special :
It was Dark and Beautiful, the Plateau even seemed to be cultivated. It wasn't grass or concrete - it was just plain mud... Yet in the Dark it looked liked concrete, and have you ever seen waving mud...? And as the full moon on a brilliant horizon started to roll over in a 360 degrees panorama, back to where it came from... again and again... - a tomb revealed itself. And from the tomb came my Mother - huge as a giant, vaguely recognizable - and she said: "Are you coming"? Did I speak? I don't remember, I guess not. Then she reached for me. I fell down in the mud, or was it glue now.
Then I woke up and sat outside on the roof untill Venus rose from The North Sea. A few hours later I bumped into a friend. For a while he looked at me, then he said: "Where on earth have you been"? I said: "In Las Vegas".
At all times - peace, Johannes.
As a seal upon your heart
For love is strong
As death is strong
As death...
Fragments from a dream I had a few years ago, nothing special :
It was Dark and Beautiful, the Plateau even seemed to be cultivated. It wasn't grass or concrete - it was just plain mud... Yet in the Dark it looked liked concrete, and have you ever seen waving mud...? And as the full moon on a brilliant horizon started to roll over in a 360 degrees panorama, back to where it came from... again and again... - a tomb revealed itself. And from the tomb came my Mother - huge as a giant, vaguely recognizable - and she said: "Are you coming"? Did I speak? I don't remember, I guess not. Then she reached for me. I fell down in the mud, or was it glue now.
Then I woke up and sat outside on the roof untill Venus rose from The North Sea. A few hours later I bumped into a friend. For a while he looked at me, then he said: "Where on earth have you been"? I said: "In Las Vegas".
At all times - peace, Johannes.
