Archive for April 2014

To Measure Time

Dark Ambient, Drone, Experimental
Sadayatana Podcast #180
Average Bitrate: 145kbps mp3
Cover: Nesster
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Direct URL: To Measure Time
Review at Sadayatana #180

Being with you and not being with you is the only way I have to measure time.

- Jorge Luis Borges, The Book of Sand (1975)

00:00Grove Of Whispers2014-04-25
00:38AltusWaiting for the Cover of White
12:08C. ParadisiFree Floating (X10)
30:33Ian D HawgoodThis Night Has Come Too Soon
40:44Travis JohnsonValsa (Remix)
48:56Dan MiñozaWinter Kept Us Warm
55:10RegosphereBlack Keys
70:36Grove Of WhispersLa Isla del Sol Negro
117:43Judith Peacock CummingsChaidh mo Dhonnchadh dhan Bhein

The Wandering Soul

Dark Ambient, Drone, Soundscapes
Sadayatana Podcast #179
Average Bitrate: 146kbps mp3
Cover: @petra
Podcast Mirror Site:
Direct URL: The Wandering Soul
Review at Sadayatana #179

At night the choppers buzz the bamboo roof of the jungle, dumping from three thousand feet to little more than a hundred, circling, climbing, circling again, no LZ to land in, no casualties to pick up. Above the roar of the rotorwash come the shrieks of the damned: wails, moans, plaintive cries of Vietnamese. It’s real William Castle stuff, weird sounds and screaming meemies, but even knowing it’s coming from a tape recorder, even hearing the static hiss of the loudspeakers mounted on the Hueys, it still spooks the shit out of the VC. “The Wandering Soul,” it’s called—the sounds of dead Cong, their bodies not given a proper burial, their spirits helplessly wandering the earth. Psychological warfare. Inner Sanctum meets Vietnam. Down in the tunnels Charlie hears it, knows it’s a con, tries to sleep but can’t, the damn stuff goes on half the night. The wails grow louder the lower the choppers fly, then trail off, to suitably eerie effect, as they climb away. Until the next chopper comes with its cargo of souls in a box.

- Alan Brennert, Ma Qui

00:00FornaxUFO Presence [Interior Disposition Remix]
12:13FornaxCrop Circles Fields
17:43FornaxFear Telekinez
33:52Reverse Projection800mts
37:16FoselAsterope Dimension
42:25Reverse ProjectionOld Potion
46:42Reverse ProjectionCeniza
70:20FornaxCattle Mutilation
76:24Edu ComellesAfterMascleta_16_03_Colon
87:58Edu ComellesDesperta_Beni
89:40Enoch's visionThe edge of eternity
98:05Tree HelicopterThe Numbest Station
125:59Irene West Royal HawaiiansKilima Waltz

Enchanting Traumas

Dark Ambient, Drone, Experimental
Sadayatana Podcast #178
Average Bitrate: 134kbps mp3
Cover: KateMonkey
Podcast Mirror Site:
Direct URL: Enchanting Traumas
Review at Sadayatana #178

It was to be a quick peek through a hand-wide crack, but enough to risk disillusionment and the dispersal of all the enchanting traumas he had articulated in his brain and his books, scattering them like those peculiar shadows he supposed lingered in that room. And the voices—would he hear their hissing which heralded her presence in a zone swirling with roping shapes? He kept his eyes fixed upon his hand on the doorknob, turning it gently to nudge open the door. So the first thing he saw was the way it, his hand, took on a rosy dawn-like glow, then a deeper twilight crimson as it was bathed more directly by the odd illumination within the room.

- Thomas Ligotti, The Medusa (1994)

0:00Scott LawlorRain 3
20:22L'Horrible PassionLucidique (or how to die in the arms of a beloved one)
29:55MuhrIntro ( The fall )
32:22MuhrDessous le mur de planck
38:59SunDummySpanish Moss
53:41PalancarA Profound Asymmetry
103:03L'Horrible PassionApatheia (or the story of a girl trapped in a world of madness)
111:35L'Horrible PassionMnemosine (or how to lose your eyes to never see the light again)
121:19Erik Satie & Peter JGnossiennes/La 1 ere. Lent

Instruments of Time

Dark Ambient, Experimental, Drone
Sadayatana Podcast #177
Average Bitrate: 132kbps mp3
Cover: Peggy Carlaw
Podcast Mirror Site:
Direct URL: Instruments of Time
Review at Sadayatana #177

The flesh surrenders itself, he thought. Eternity takes back its own. Our bodies stirred these waters briefly, danced with a certain intoxication before the love of life and self, dealt with a few strange ideas, then submitted to the instruments of Time. What can we say of this? I occurred. I am not . . . yet, I occurred.

- Frank Herbert, Dune (1965)

00:00PalancarFebruary 2, 2008 Part 1 (The Omicron Transmission)
22:00PalancarJanuary 6, 2008 (City Abandoned to Electric Birds)