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Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Warm Gospel

Warm Gospel Tapes

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Warm Gospel 03: Skyscraper - Skyscraper (c24)

Skyscraper - Skyscraper c24

It’s when the wind picks up. Slowly, at first, but more fierce with each swing it takes. And it was such a nice day. Now, the wind has begun knocking your things over, and you knew you shouldn’t have brought paint out this time, but it actually looks really beautiful spilled out all over your blanket like that. It keeps swinging harder. The wind through the trees begins to sound like a low, dull drone, so you pack up and move everything inside, but it slithers across your windows and walls, booming. You begin to think this may be something truly from above, like bigger than you or today or the color of paint. And when you finally draw up the courage to peak out of the assaulted window, you see that light breaking through the clouds, one beam at first, but two more pierce through while you stare; a witness.





Warm Gospel 02: Skyscraper - Germany (c24)


Skyscraper - Germany c24

If postcards could speak, they would tell you they have never seen the places they depict. “It’s just a tattoo on my back.” You feel uncomfortable. The postcard is just spewing out the absolute truth of its life, but you feel uncomfortable. Hundreds of thousands of pictures of places and events that it’s never seen, and that you’ve never seen. And you begin to realize that postcards, in general, are just reminders of places you haven’t been.
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Warm Gospel 01: DJ DJ Tanner - Antihero (c24)


DJ DJ Tanner - Antihero c24

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The first installment of DJ DJ TANNER’s 24-part series about “A PIECE OF SHIT HUMAN AND HIS ADVENTURES IN ONE DAY,” this collage of lo-fi bedroom recordings and a limitless scope for sampling moves like a stumbling drunk between buildings on the strip. Like Fritz Lang’s storefront windows, it’s an album of observation; a quiet viewing on the verge of an experience. We can only wait to see what will happen next.