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Blue Bridge II
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Wall, Street
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At the Well
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L.K.I.X.
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Essex Queen
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L.K.I.X. (Huerco S. Mix)
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Physically Sick 2
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Literally sickening record and wonderful message and cause and cant wait for more collaborative projects like this, worth whatever dollar you have. Esto si valio la pena!
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Everywhere, an empty bliss
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supported by 12 fans who also own “0VUL”
A fantastic compilation/extras album, I love a lot of these tracks, they sound really good, love this. 11/10
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MAROMAS
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A brave experimental record from the Cecilia Lopez & Ingrid Laubrock running darting sax lines through dense electronics & processing.
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Music For Visual Disorders
by TOMAGA
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“Do you still dream in water?” she asks. He nods—“only when it rains inside.” Their words drift, slow like signal loss,, soft clicks between heartbeats. A drone hums overhead, its shadow stroking their faces. “Are we free now?” she whispers. He laughs, small, broken. “We’re just less afraid.” They share one headphone, listening to the city’s pulse— loops of breath, echoes of what could’ve been “Hold me,” she says. “I am,” he answers, “in the static.”
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