this tape is the perfect companion for those dreary
lonesome mornings when all you can see is the steam from your
breath. when all you can feel is your desire to sleep, to dream.
sparse and minimal with the winter cold wrapped right around it,
these sounds submerged creep through your blood blue veins
and crawl towards the surface. a slow motion trip.
created simply, in a certain meditation it seems, with
tambourine, tibetan bells, effected banjo, drone guitar
and contact mic vocals. hand numbered clear tapes with art on
one side, wrapped in a green leaf pressed recycled paper pocket
tied with hemp. collage art insert by j.
limited ed. of 28. $6 ppd/ us. $8 ppd/world.
to order
email us: tiredtrails (at) gmail (dot) com
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