usually this type of thing really annoys me, with all the mysterious clues and hyper-fanboys, but this whole RSD thing is so silly that i'm actually enjoying it. it's like a parody of...
and my brother's too.
the head fucking drone of digeridoo, the wide-eyed utopia of selected ambient works I, the vast inner planes of selected ambient works II. a soundtrack to a life of intense love, thought, exploration, escapism, the glimpse of possibilities that in hindsight were a...
dissensus goes balearic
i care because you do
jamaican voodoo gang from predator 2
mr tea stuck a toadstool up his bum
surfing on sine waves
zone of fruitless spasglitchification