The weather is thick, chirps and squeaks from Japan.
All the night, the insects gurgle. Listened to Schimpfluch-Commune Int. this evening
in headphones, from the inside. Eyes go funny with such lunacy, wonderful sounds
by Eb.er and crew make for an enchanting Monday evening meditation experience.
Also, this evening, old noise from Emil Beaulieau as he ravaged the Relapse records catalog.
Such a delightful way to start the week.

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