All around arms are moving, and the whistling song of a full night is gliding. Palms are nodding, navy clouds are sweeping by, and lost birds flying over. The ocean is washing up, bubbling on the beaches, so salty I can taste it in the air. Walking through these hills, the overlooks seem still at the waters' break. Tasmania? All I hear is the same, all swirling around and lit by the sweat of the air. With the wave of the breeze, I'm instantly chilly. It's all pieces, piled on top of each other, overlapping, and falling away. Odawara? Each part touches another, sometimes it comes back. Sometimes it doesn't, but no matter what direction, you'll always reach something familiar. It isn't the same as before.. maybe you can see the moon now, the wind is blocked by these rocks, and the ocean seems different. Yes, it's still the same place. It's just the other side.
Days Of My Stay / 丹念に / Increase And Multiply / Of Our Curiosities / Headlong Flight / Sunset Flush / Two Miles Away / The Yellow Glow Of The House / For Fear Of Accidents / Staring In The Direction Of His Retreat / Ocean Menagerie / Watched, Disappearing / Blackish Scoria / Zodiacal Light / As Noiselessly As Possible / The Thin Hum Of Small Gnats / Modifications Of The Passions / An Instinctive Sense Of Repulsive Clumsiness / Nothing Very Dreadful, Really, But Just Now, As We Don’t Know / By The Mizzen / Pigmentary Disturbances / I Had Encountered / The Growing Multitude Of The Stars / Creation Of My Disordered Imagination / Trailing Epiphyte / You Were Just Beginning To Tell Me / Elaborately
Recorded in December 2011 and January 2012 in Tokyo, Japan. Made of 27 pieces, mixed in collage form. All music by Will Long.
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