Pulled ever downward, carried upon the shoulders of infernal stone, wracked with guilt, stained with the acrid tears of a sagging grey nimbus, we sink. A post inscribed with the name of a king, or a metal edict left spare in the sand - it doesn't matter, and still we sink. Spitting and coughing, cursing the men who sent us here, their animosities still writ large upon the fractured landscape, smoke collapsing lungs, forced to imbibe from this doomed goblet, as we drift further down into the black. There is simply nothing left, only a lurching stream of limbs and jaws, sloth and helpless, sucked below the crust of the burnt Urth, grasping at sodded walls smoothed over by the endless tide of the damned.
credits
released March 4, 2022
W/P by Brian Grainger. Recorded live in the early morning hours of February 24, 2022 using only a Buchla Model 258t dual-oscillator in conjunction with the R-EW Audioholistics generative system and modular processing path. Mastered by The Analog Botanist, March 2022. Design by ABM&D using Plate 8 from Gustave Doré's illustrations for Dante Alighieri's Inferno, 1857. This is Milieu Music number MMD065. (C) + (P) Oscillog ASCAP 2022. All blights deserved.
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