Twilight Tapes

Wilburn Burchette’s, Guitar Grimoire.

1973, Burchette Brother’s Production.

The Gate, Earth to Infinity ♾️

Source Records, 1992.

Drew McDowall live at Ormside Projects.

Excerpts from an alchemical performance, echoes of a rite of passage with Drew as the ferryman, safely conducting our souls on a rapturous journey through laments and shadow, towards the other side of the veil, in communion with the Sublime. Blissful.

A thread, silvered and trembling, Dais Records, 2024.

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15/05/2025

Takashi Kokubo, Jamaica ~ Waves And Light And Earth, 1993

Following a deep dive in meditative yet somber waters with Mr Reed (see previous post), encounter with this cute healing underwater creature. As if found in a magical treasure cave, hidden just behind heavy rocks. Everything suddenly feels brighter and lighter. Note: "When, at the beginning of summer, thunder - electrical energy - comes rushing forth from the earth again, and the first thunderstorm refreshes nature, a prolonged state of tension is resolved. Joy and relief make themselves felt. So too, music has power to ease tension within the heart and to loosen the grip of obscure emotions. The enthusiasm of the heart expresses itself involuntarily in a burst of song, in dance and rhythmic movement of the body. From immemorial times the inspiring effect of the invisible sound that moves all hearts, and draws them together, has mystified mankind. Rulers have made use of this natural taste for music; they elevated and regulated it. Music was looked upon as something serious and holy, designed to purify the feelings of men. It fell to music to glorify the virtues of heroes and thus to construct a bridge to the world of the unseen. "

Mid Afternoon Meditation with Lou Reed, Hudson River Wind Meditations. "The Art of The Straight Line"

Hiroshi Yoshimura, Four Post Cards, 2004.

Hiroshi Yoshimura, Music for Nine Post Cards, 1982.

I don’t post many things here but Hiroshi Yoshimura has been rotating on a loop in my headphones over the past twelve months and thus deserves a humble second post. For Music for Nine Post Cards, loyal to his quest for capturing the eternal,  the noble man got inspired by “images of the movement of clouds, the shade of a tree in summer time, the sound of rain”. 

And this feeling of not knowing who you are should evaporate while listening to this, and you will probably end up floating like a cloud. 

Robert Leiner, Dream or reality, 1994.

Danalogue on fire…