Dais RecordsOrder 'Performance' on limited vinyl and CD, and stream at: https://found.ee/Performance
The 4th full-length studio album by Robert Alfons aka TR/ST (fka Trust), 'Performance', sinks even further into the nasty synth-pop psychodrama that the project has pioneered and, finally, perfected across over a decade of evolution. Recorded in Los Angeles, the songs seethe with dread, lust, reckoning, and abandon, backlit by the light pollution of a thousand dead end city streets. Alfons co-produced the collection with versatile composer and producer Nightfeelings, achieving a thick, smoky balance of eerie synths, fog machine low end, and bruised, crooning voice. The title alludes to a friend’s offhand remark about Alfons' intrinsically performative nature. The opener, "Soon," swells to life with hymnal electronics before kicking through the dance floor with a huge new wave hook, spiked with caustic kiss-off lyrics ("Asleep I still say it aloud / Scared stiff it’s all around / We never did call it off, now our organs dried / Scared stiff to stone, you liar"). The music moves between beauty and bitterness, anthem and anguish, the sound of melancholia gone massive. On track after track, Alfons wields pop dynamics and brooding production wizardry like a weapon, spiraling through a roll call of singles – "All At Once," "The Shore," "Dark Day," "Boys of LA." Throughout, there’s a sense of emotional turmoil elevated to strange heights, stained by guilt and ghosts and the memory of those wronged and those still unforgiven. As a world unto itself, Performance is persuasive, immersive, and intoxicating, at the threshold of stirring and disturbing. Alfons’ voice is the anchor in the storm, singing a collage of impressions and confessions with a smeared, stream of consciousness logic. He’s both observer and instigator, performer and playwright, liberated by the stage and the night: "Now we see the rotten mind / It’s eye to eye and mysteries/ Sail your boat for shore / I sit by the window waiting for it."
Written by Robert Alfons Produced by Robert Alfons, Nightfeelings, Chicken/Burke Mixed by Chris Coady Mastered by Mike Bozzi Designed by Collin Fletcher Photography by Robert Alfons
TR/ST - All at Once (Official Audio)Dais Records2024-07-09 | Order 'Performance' on limited vinyl and CD, and stream at: https://found.ee/Performance
The 4th full-length studio album by Robert Alfons aka TR/ST (fka Trust), 'Performance', sinks even further into the nasty synth-pop psychodrama that the project has pioneered and, finally, perfected across over a decade of evolution. Recorded in Los Angeles, the songs seethe with dread, lust, reckoning, and abandon, backlit by the light pollution of a thousand dead end city streets. Alfons co-produced the collection with versatile composer and producer Nightfeelings, achieving a thick, smoky balance of eerie synths, fog machine low end, and bruised, crooning voice. The title alludes to a friend’s offhand remark about Alfons' intrinsically performative nature. The opener, "Soon," swells to life with hymnal electronics before kicking through the dance floor with a huge new wave hook, spiked with caustic kiss-off lyrics ("Asleep I still say it aloud / Scared stiff it’s all around / We never did call it off, now our organs dried / Scared stiff to stone, you liar"). The music moves between beauty and bitterness, anthem and anguish, the sound of melancholia gone massive. On track after track, Alfons wields pop dynamics and brooding production wizardry like a weapon, spiraling through a roll call of singles – "All At Once," "The Shore," "Dark Day," "Boys of LA." Throughout, there’s a sense of emotional turmoil elevated to strange heights, stained by guilt and ghosts and the memory of those wronged and those still unforgiven. As a world unto itself, Performance is persuasive, immersive, and intoxicating, at the threshold of stirring and disturbing. Alfons’ voice is the anchor in the storm, singing a collage of impressions and confessions with a smeared, stream of consciousness logic. He’s both observer and instigator, performer and playwright, liberated by the stage and the night: "Now we see the rotten mind / It’s eye to eye and mysteries/ Sail your boat for shore / I sit by the window waiting for it."
Written by Robert Alfons Produced by Robert Alfons, Nightfeelings, Chicken/Burke Mixed by Chris Coady Mastered by Mike Bozzi Designed by Collin Fletcher Photography by Robert Alfons
Dais Records: Instagram: https://found.ee/DaisRecordsIG Bandcamp: https://found.ee/DaisRecordsBC Twitter: https://found.ee/DaisRecordsTw Facebook: https://found.ee/DaisRecordsFB Subscribe: https://found.ee/DaisRecordsYT Website: https://found.ee/DaisRecordsHigh Vis - Guided Tour (Official Audio)Dais Records2024-10-16 | 'Guided Tour' out now. Order on limited vinyl, CD and cassette: https://found.ee/GuidedTour
"Guided Tour" lyrics: You’re desperate to feel more, For once in your life. Looking in all the right places, For what you’re missing tonight. If you need some help? I’ll be your guided tour. The life you wanted and more. It’s what you wanted and more? I’ll be your guiding light, See what you’ve had to endure. We gave these streets a name, I’ll be your foot in the door. It’s what you wanted and more? And as before, this is more than a view. If you need a light, I’ll be your guide. If you need a light, I’ll be yours. I’ve got no reason left to fight it. Out on an island, Face down on the floor. Can you show me what I’ve been missing? ‘Cause maybe less is more. And as before, this is more than a view. If you need a light, I’ll be your guide. If you need a light, I’ll be yours. I’ve got no reason left to fight it. It’s just a visit to you, Some of us don’t get to choosetrauma ray - Bardo (Official Audio)Dais Records2024-10-10 | Pre-order trauma ray's debut album 'Chameleon' on Dais exclusive Mint Green Black Smash vinyl and CD: https://found.ee/traumaray out October 25 TR tour dates, merch, and vinyl pre-order: https://traumaray.store
"'Bardo' is the in between. Whether that's life or death, or a purgatory. It’s about being stuck in between one phase and the next. When you can feel the past fading and yet you can't quite see the path to the future either." - Jonathan Perez
"Bardo" lyrics: Shallow I’m wading Too slow No saving Your ghost Is fading Don’t go
Without me
Stay here Won’t you stay So near Won’t you wait
Shapeless It’s too soon Silence
Without you
Stay here Won’t you stay So near Won’t you wait Won’t you stay here Won’t you stayXeno & Oaklander - O Vermillion (Official Audio)Dais Records2024-10-02 | Pre-order Xeno & Oaklander's 'VIA NEGATIVA (in the doorway light)' CD/LP/Digital: https://found.ee/ViaNegativa
LIVE: Tour of North American 2024: 11/17 - Pawtucket, RI at Machines with Magnets 11/18 - Montréal, QC at Bar Le Ritz PDB 11/19 - Ottawa, ON at House of Targ 11/20 - Toronto, ON at Ground Control 11/22 - Cleveland, OH at No Class 11/23 - Indianapolis, IN at Black Circle 11/24 - St. Louis, MO at The Sinkhole 11/26 - Chicago, IL at Beat Kitchen 11/27 - Milwaukee, WI at X-Ray Arcade 11/29 - St. Paul, MN at Turf Club 12/01 - Salt Lake City, UT at The International 12/02 - Portland, OR at Dante's 12/04 - Seattle, WA at Substation 12/05 - Vancouver, BC at The Cobalt 12/07 - San Francisco, CA at Kilowatt 12/08 - Los Angeles, CA at The Paramount 12/09 - San Diego, CA at Soda Bar 12/10 - Landers, CA at Retreat Center 12/12 - Denver, CO at Hi-Dive 12/16 - Louisville, KY at Whirling Tiger 12/17 - Chapel Hill, NC at Local 506 12/19 - Baltimore, MD at Metro Gallery
December 20 - Queens, NY at TV Eye - VIA NEGATIVA (in the doorway light) Release Show
12/21 - Philadelphia, PA at Milk Boy
Grauzone Festival, Netherlands 2025: February 7/8/9, 2025 - Den Haag, NL for Grauzone Festival
"O Vermillion" lyrics: The last days etched in place A sparkled mind Rouge Vermeil Old tools forged in you A waxen shine Des rituels
One mark deft and stark The poison binds Rouge Carmin A twist that cuts your wrist Couronne ma main
O Vermillion The red melts the led The smolder dries O Vermillion A form lost in storms Vermillion skies
Last years marked in fear A symbol lined Couleur sacrée The words I wrote for you A cracking sign Rouge orangé The needs adorned with beads The ashes fly Chasseur-cueilleur The harm to your arms De mon coeur De mon coeur
O Vermillion Two marks light and sparse A poison prize O Vermillion A trace that cuts your face Vermillion skies
Le mercure coule De la pierre Rouge Rouge
Vif argent Envoûtant SéduisantAURAGRAPH - Dub City (Spike Hellis Remix)Dais Records2024-09-26 | 'New Standard: The Remixes' out November 22: https://found.ee/AURAGRAPH
AURAGRAPH, the solo project from Stranger Things sound designer and Vaporwave mainstay Hector Carlos Ramirez, takes his 2023 acid house influenced LP 'New Standard' on a cyberpunk world tour through the studios of friends and fellow producers, presenting 'New Standard: The Remixes', all set for neon drenched, crystalline dance floors. Reinterpretations range from the grimy, goth EBM of Spike Hellis ("Dub City") and Buzz Kull ("Acid 4 U"), upbeat boogie / disco from Dais label mates Body of Light ("Coast 2 Coast"), deeper dives into acidic sludge from Joyfriend ("110 Cruisin"), and Vaporwave reimaginings of Windows 96 ("New Standard"). 'New Standard: The Remixes' is a tour de force from underground and on-the-rise dark dance producers & DJs, and a commitment to the pleasures and pains of nightlife.
"Drop Me Out" lyrics: A cloud of dust and you’re running away. You set the sensors off anyway. I’ve never seen you stand side by side. You’re shook and hopeless, You never tried. Weaponised abandonment. There’s no loyalty in arrogance. I won’t be a passenger, Only useful, when it suits ya. Drop me out, I’ll walk from here. Your logic turned to selfish fear. I’m clawing back the wasted years. If you think you’ve got me, In your pocket, Threatening like you could stop it. We’re meant to be in this together, Off you fuck, These ties are severed. Risking freedom without trust. Well this could be the end of us. Picking up the pieces, Thinking selfishly. I’ll walk alone ’til the death of me. Drop me out, I’ll walk from here. Your logic turned to selfish fear. I’m clawing back the wasted years. Is it easy to live, with nothing to lose? The only ones left, are the ones I choose. Linking up, For an R.I.P. Faded names, Are our history. I’ve seen enough to walk away, Nights haunted by these memories. I know the truth, It dies with me. I know the truth. Can’t pick your mates, Or your co-defendants. Time served, On this life sentence. I don’t play and I’ll never lose. Ride or die, It’s death for you. Drop me out, I’ll walk from here. Your logic turned to selfish fear, I’m clawing back the wasted years.Xeno & Oaklander - VIA NEGATIVA (in the doorway light) (Official Video)Dais Records2024-09-03 | Pre-order Xeno & Oaklander's 'VIA NEGATIVA (in the doorway light)' CD/LP/Digital: https://found.ee/ViaNegativa
LIVE: Tour of North American 2024: 11/17 - Pawtucket, RI at Machines with Magnets 11/18 - Montréal, QC at Bar Le Ritz PDB 11/19 - Ottawa, ON at House of Targ 11/20 - Toronto, ON at Ground Control 11/22 - Cleveland, OH at No Class 11/23 - Indianapolis, IN at Black Circle 11/24 - St. Louis, MO at The Sinkhole 11/26 - Chicago, IL at Beat Kitchen 11/27 - Milwaukee, WI at X-Ray Arcade 11/29 - St. Paul, MN at Turf Club 12/01 - Salt Lake City, UT at The International 12/02 - Portland, OR at Dante's 12/04 - Seattle, WA at Substation 12/05 - Vancouver, BC at The Cobalt 12/07 - San Francisco, CA at Kilowatt 12/08 - Los Angeles, CA at The Paramount 12/09 - San Diego, CA at Soda Bar 12/10 - Landers, CA at Retreat Center 12/12 - Denver, CO at Hi-Dive 12/16 - Louisville, KY at Whirling Tiger 12/17 - Chapel Hill, NC at Local 506 12/19 - Baltimore, MD at Metro Gallery
December 20 - Queens, NY at TV Eye - VIA NEGATIVA (in the doorway light) Release Show
"VIA NEGATIVA (in the doorway light)” lyrics: Under the veil of night In the short term Your eyes are alight Losing my balance They solarize They solarize They polarize
Under the light of day You are longing Your eyes change to gray Shifting the balance They mesmerize They mesmerize They hypnotize
Via Negativa In the doorway light I sing your Aria In the shattered light Via Negativa Negativa
Via Negativa In the short term light I sing your Aria Balanced and frozen light Via negativa Negativa
Your face in stereo In the short term A gentle blush will go Losing my balance It’s reversing It’s reversing It’s inverting
Via Negativa In the doorway light I sing your Aria In the shattered light Via Negativa Negativa
Via Negativa In the short term light I sing your Aria Balanced and frozen light Via negativa Negativa
Via Negativa In the doorway light I sing your Aria In the shattered light Via Negativa Negativa
Via Negativa In the short term light I sing your Aria Frozen and balanced light Via negativa Negativatrauma ray - Bishop (Official Audio)Dais Records2024-08-13 | Pre-order trauma ray's debut album 'Chameleon' on limited Glow in the Dark, black vinyl and CD: https://found.ee/traumaray
"I grew up in a pretty religious setting. Sin, guilt, and penance have always been themes that have stuck with me since a very young age. The fear of hell and fire was instilled in me when I was in my most malleable state and the lyrics to this song tie to that period of my life." - Uri
Since first bonding over Slowdive at a Texas karaoke bar six years ago, musicians Uriel Avila and Jonathan Perez have grown trauma ray into Fort Worth’s foremost flag bearer of crushing shoegaze. A five-piece rounded out by bassist Darren Baun, drummer Nicholas Bobotas, and guitarist Coleman Pruitt, the band’s debut album, 'Chameleon,' captures their evolving sound at an apex of majestic devastation. A fusion of downer hooks, gauzy melancholia, and bulldozer riffs, the album heaves and crashes across 50 minutes of stacked amplifier alchemy. Lyrically the songs trace similarly lofty and brooding terrain; Avila says "The theme is death. And a chameleon, like death, can shape-shift in and out our lives in different forms." 'Chameleon' opens with "Ember," dreamy and distant, alternately anthemic and apocalyptic, defeated and deafening. Lead single "Bishop" perfectly encapsulates trauma ray’s depth and dimension, ripping out of the gate with “the biggest, baddest, saddest wall of sound.” Lyrics about being burnt at the stake and "tossed in the flame" float above a stop-start assault of precision distortion, eventually expanding into a lush, heavy, sorrowful end coda. "Spectre" is a mysterious, introspective dirge, envisioned as a "mellow, slowcore, Duster-thing," all feeling and heavy fuzz chords (with no lead guitar). Avila wrote it, "to be a hymnal" from the perspective of someone who won't let go - a ghost, an ex, a shadow self. Although the album is rich with subtleties, graceful lulls, and "breaths of air," the band’s three guitar attack is its defining force, a power flexed to its peak on "Bardo." Perez’s intentions were blunt: "I wanted to write a riff that was hard as fuck." The result is alternately mean and eerie, veering between noisy one string bends and surging headbang, mapping a middle ground between Unwound and early-Deftones. One of trauma ray’s greatest gifts is their ability to make doomy, sledgehammer heaviness sound like an earworm, without production tricks or gimmicks: "Riff, verse, chorus, three guitar parts – that’s all you need." This quality is particularly apparent on the title track, a churning slab of amplifier worship, swirling chords, and heavenly, defeated vocals about not belonging, shape-shifting, and death ("A twisted face / Void of attention / An empty space / In your reflection"). "U.S.D.D.O.S" closes the album, swaying across seven minutes of grey skied guitar and haunted voice, subtly thickening as it deepens. Feedback and shrapnel gradually begin raining down, like a satellite disintegrating in the atmosphere. Titled as an acronym after a poem by Chilean writer Roberto Bolaño that loosely translates to "a dream within a dream," the melody softens, smears, and then disappears, slowly swallowed by the gravity of eternal descent. 'Chameleon' is a masterpiece of craft, balance, melody, lyricism, and gravity, flexing a fresh vision of loud-quiet-loud architectures and the vertigo depths of blasted harmonics. From Slowdive to Nothing, to Hum and beyond, the band absorb and expand on their influences into a rare and dedicated alchemy. trauma ray's cinematic tempest is a gathering storm only just taking flight.
"Bishop" lyrics: Tossed in the flame Another name to burn It’s all the same Ashes to fill the urn
Tossed in the flame It’s time to take your turn Embrace the pain Endure the fate you earn
You choke and sear The smoke will clear
You will be goneKite - Hum Hum (Official Audio)Dais Records2024-08-09 | "Hum Hum" from Kite's 'VII', out now on 2xLP and CD: https://found.ee/KiteVII
Since surfacing into the Scandinavian synth-pop scene 16 years ago, Nicklas Stenemo and Christian Hutchinson Berg aka Kite have steadily grown from local icons to a global phenomenon, yet until now they’ve never released a full-length studio album. 'VII' breaks the ice, collecting 14 of the duo’s deepest and most dynamic anthems into a stormy saga of immersive, apocalyptic emotion. Sourced from a series of seven 7-inch singles released over the past half-decade, the collection persuasively showcases Kite’s distinctly cinematic strain of Swedish darkwave in all its glory and desolation. Stenemo and Berg had both logged time in other bands before joining forces in the mid-aughts, although their unique chemistry became apparent immediately. After forming in Malmö, Sweden, they soon relocated to Stockholm, further refining their fusion of brooding synths, booming rhythm, and vocal theatrics over a string of celebrated, numbered EPs (named I through VI). Despite their rising profile, Kite then and now have largely refrained from publicity, allowing their music to speak for itself – which it clearly has, as Kite’s live performances have become the stuff of legend, prompting frequent festival invitations, international tours, and limited engagements on prestigious stages (recently at the Royal Swedish Opera, and Dalhalla, the former limestone quarry turned open air amphitheater, to name a few). VII offers a compendium of Kite’s potent recent discography, including collaborations with Blanck Mass, Anna von Hausswolff, and Henric de la Cour. From yearning dystopian pop ("Hand Out The Drugs," "Bowie ‘95"), to widescreen existential balladry ("Tranås/Stenslanda," "Glassy Eyes"), and sleek New Romantica ("Remember Me," "Teenage Bliss"), Kite’s wavelength is one of soaring heights and abysmal depths, anguish and ecstasy, pouring one’s burning, battered heart into the here and now. Their years of visceral commitment and artistic integrity have been hard fought and hard won; it bleeds between the words and melodies in one holy moment after another: "I switch my ways / To seize the day / To face my life / Not fade to gray."
Dais Records: Instagram https://found.ee/DaisRecordsIG Bandcamp https://found.ee/DaisRecordsBC Twitter https://found.ee/DaisRecordsTw Website https://found.ee/DaisRecords Facebook https://found.ee/DaisRecordsFB Subscribe https://found.ee/DaisRecordsYTTR/ST - Dark Day (Official Audio)Dais Records2024-08-06 | Order 'Performance' on limited vinyl and CD, and stream at: https://found.ee/Performance
"I think there's something in the song about the flashes that come to you when you try to fall asleep, flashes that show you where you have unfinished business. It was such a pleasure working with Cecile Believe and Nightfeelings on production for this track." - Robert
In addition to "Dark Day" TR/ST has announced new North American tour dates for 'Performance': Oct 31: Washington, DC at The Atlantis Nov 1: Brooklyn, NY at Brooklyn Steel Nov 2: Boston, MA at The Sinclair Nov 3: Philadelphia, PA at Underground Arts Nov 6: Montreal, QC at Société des arts technologiques (SAT) Nov 7: Toronto, ON at Phoenix Concert Theatre Nov 8: Chicago, IL at Metro Nov 10: Minneapolis, MN at Fine Line Nov 12: Denver, CO at Summit Nov 13: Salt Lake City, UT at Metro Nov 15: Seattle, WA at The Crocodile Nov 16: Vancouver, BC at Rickshaw Theatre Nov 17: Portland, OR at Wonder Ballroom Nov 20: San Francisco, CA at Regency Ballroom Nov 21: Santa Ana, CA at The Observatory Nov 22: Los Angeles, CA at The Novo Nov 23: San Diego, CA at MODERNWAV Fest
"Dark Day" Written by Robert Alfons Produced by Robert Alfons, Nightfeelings, Cecile Believe Mixed by Chris Coady Mastered by Mike Bozzi Designed by Collin Fletcher Photography by Robert Alfons
Dais Records: Instagram: https://found.ee/DaisRecordsIG Bandcamp: https://found.ee/DaisRecordsBC Twitter: https://found.ee/DaisRecordsTw Facebook: https://found.ee/DaisRecordsFB Subscribe: https://found.ee/DaisRecordsYT Website: https://found.ee/DaisRecordsHigh Vis - Minds a Lie (Official Audio)Dais Records2024-07-31 | from Guided Tour, out now. Order on limited vinyl, CD and cassette: https://found.ee/GuidedTour Watch the video for "Mind's a Lie": youtube.com/watch?v=147BrDp-XuA
Since first forming in 2016, London’s High Vis have steadily polished their palette of progressive hardcore with shades of post-punk, Brit pop, neo-psychedelia, and even Madchester groove, mapping a middle ground between hooks and fury, melodies and mosh pits. Singer Graham Sayle describes their third album 'Guided Tour' as an axis of competing forces: “It’s trying to be a hopeful record, while also being incensed.” Rounded out by drummer Edward 'Ski' Harper, bassist Jack Muncaster, and guitarists Martin MacNamara and Rob Hammaren, the band’s deep roots in the UK and Irish DIY hardcore scenes have kept them grounded but growing, inspired equally by restlessness and righteous anger. As Sayle puts it, "Everyone’s scratching, everyone’s working all the time, and their idea of relaxing is just getting fucked and avoiding reality. This album is an escape from that." From its opening seconds of a cab door slamming, a car revving away, and a baggy rhythm swinging to life, 'Guided Tour' sounds like a band reaching for new heights, bristling with energy. Recorded across a few weeks at Holy Mountain Studios in London with producer Jonah Falco and engineer Stanley Gravett, the results feel dynamic and dialed-in, like anthems burned into sense memory through sweat and repetition. Harper cuts to the chase: "We had a clear idea going in, every moment got used. Maybe when we’re 60 we can sit around and get a drum sound right, but for now it’s about getting things done." The album’s 11 songs span the spectrum of contemporary guitar music, sharpened by experience, camaraderie, and societal frustrations. From swaggering street punk ("Drop Me Out," "Mob DLA") to jangling indie sneer ("Worth The Wait," "Deserve It") to heavy alt ("Feeling Bless," "Fill The Gap") to shoegazey spoken word ("Untethered"), the group’s chemistry transmutes any style to their unique intensity. Sayle champions this evolving fusion: "For years coming from hardcore, we had pretty clear boundaries – other scenes were separate worlds. Now things are getting more blended, drawing from different places." Nowhere is this sentiment flexed more boldly than on "Mind’s A Lie," a dance-punk anthem inspired by Harper's love of house, garage, and pirate radio. Stabs of sampled female vocals (by celebrated South London singer and DJ Ell Murphy) build into a razor wire rhythm of low-slung bass, tense drums, and sparkling guitar before Sayle’s staunch voice starts barking harsh truths ("Face to face with all I’ve known / I can’t call these thoughts my own"). After a sudden breakdown, the track regroups and takes off, cruising into the horizon in a haze of chiming guitars and Murphy’s ascendant voice, from the streets to somewhere beyond.
"Mind's a Lie" lyrics: Do you wanna giz a chance to try? Cross the line, Just to get by. Exhaust the fuel, We rinsed it dry. What is truth, When your mind’s a lie? Face to face, With all I’ve known, But I can’t call these thoughts my own. Redemption so far beyond me, Paranoid, alone and lonely. Do you wanna giz a chance to try? Cross the line, Just to get by. Exhaust the fuel, We rinsed it dry. What is truth, When your mind’s a lie? Face to face, With all I’ve known, But I can’t call these thoughts my own. Redemption so far beyond me, Paranoid, alone and lonely. Come on giz a chance to try. What is truth, When your mind’s a lie?Geneva Jacuzzi - Scene Ballerina (Official Audio)Dais Records2024-07-24 | Order Geneva Jacuzzi's 'Triple Fire' on Dais-exclusive Red Ripple vinyl: https://found.ee/TripleFire Watch the music video for "Scene Ballerina": youtube.com/watch?v=vuL8kleNICY
"Scene Ballerina" Written by Geneva Jacuzzi Lyrics by Geneva Jacuzzi, Roderick Edens and Andrew Briggs Produced by Geneva Jacuzzi, Roderick Edens and Andrew Briggs Modular synth by Chris Santiago
"Scene Ballerina" lyrics: As soon as the beat drops You’ll never catch her standing still Overstimulation Twirling like like a rumor mill
Dip and whirl She nearly split the seam Another shot to dark and she’ll be spilling secrets
Twirling like like a rumor mill She’s a scene ballerina
As soon as the beat stops She’ll wave her arm to part the sea Running to the spotlight Through the center of the beam Posing in the mirror Shout for all to hear her Slander every lover who fell for her charm
Twirling like like a rumor mill She’s a scene ballerina
Dip and whirl She nearly split the seam Another shot to dark and she’ll be spilling secrets
Twirling like like a rumor mill She’s a scene ballerina Is the fantasy for real? She’s the scene ballerina
I’m everything I am the whole universeCold Gawd - Gorgeous (Official Audio)Dais Records2024-07-17 | Pre-order Cold Gawd's 'DROWN' on ultra limited vinyl from Dais, out August 30: https://found.ee/ColdGawdDrown
Southern California shoegaze squad Cold Gawd return to Dais for their second and most supreme suite yet of crushing downer bliss: 'I’ll Drown On This Earth.' From the defiant scream that kicks off opening cut "Gorgeous," the album rips in what singer and principal songwriter Matthew Wainwright describes as "go for it" mode: holding back nothing, wasting no time. Although the bulk of the songs were written in 2022, recording sessions weren’t booked until March of 2024, which allowed ample time to refine and distill the music’s hooks, heaviness, and haze. The result is a perfect storm of distortion and dream pop, cracked love songs cloaked in swooning walls of noise. Recorded at Paradise Recorders in Anaheim, California with Colin Knight (of post-punk unit Object of Affection), Wainwright tracked the strings while Cameron Fonacier handled drums. The process was efficient and effective, sharpened by years of performance. Anthemic headbangers like "Portland," "All My Life, My Heart Has Yearned For A Thing I Cannot Name," and "Malibu Beach House" sound as dynamic as they do dialed-in, soaked into the bones of the players. The lyrics came last, written by Wainwright a week before recording. Moods of surreality ("I can hear the blood in my fingers / nothing tunes out / the world’s too loud"), infatuation ("I will follow / everywhere you go / any way to feel / how you glow"), and melancholy ("God kept me around / for no good reason") flicker and fade within a fog of memory and reverb. As on 2022’s 'God Get Me The Fuck Out Of Here,' Cold Gawd's contemporary vision of shoegaze manifests intriguingly in outlier moments, like the hushed, whirlpool reverie of "Tappan," or the vaporous, slow-grind downtempo of "Nudism" (complete with regal piano outro). Theirs is a muse as vivid as it is varied, from Loveless, to Drake, post-hardcore and Beach House. Drown evocatively captures the expanding canon of Cold Gawd, dense with riffs and raptures, escape and revelation, channeled from stacked amps and hidden powers: "Give praise / to whatever / I got time for / hallelujah."
Cold Gawd: Instagram https://found.ee/ColdGawdIG Bandcamp https://found.ee/ColdGawdBC YouTube https://found.ee/ColdGawdYT Web https://found.ee/ColdGawdWeb
Dais Records: Instagram https://found.ee/DaisRecordsIG Bandcamp https://found.ee/DaisRecordsBC Twitter https://found.ee/DaisRecordsTw Facebook https://found.ee/DaisRecordsFB Subscribe https://found.ee/DaisRecordsYT Website https://found.ee/DaisRecordsGeneva Jacuzzi - Art is Dangerous (Official Audio)Dais Records2024-06-25 | Order Geneva Jacuzzi's 'Triple Fire' on Dais-exclusive Red Ripple vinyl: https://found.ee/TripleFire Watch the music video for "Art is Dangerous": youtube.com/watch?v=aatHtXKVaLw [featuring cameo appearances from Drab Majesty, Jae Matthews from Boy Harsher, Weyes Blood, Mac DeMarco, Ian Svenonius, Patriarchy, Tempers, Riki and more]
"Art is Dangerous" Lyrics by Geneva Jacuzzi, Roderick Edens and Andrew Briggs Produced by Geneva Jacuzzi Co-produced by Roderick Edens, Andrew Briggs and Josh da Costa Additional Synth by Dylan McPherson
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Southern California shoegaze squad Cold Gawd return to Dais for their second and most supreme suite yet of crushing downer bliss: 'I’ll Drown On This Earth.' From the defiant scream that kicks off opening cut "Gorgeous," the album rips in what singer and principal songwriter Matthew Wainwright describes as "go for it" mode: holding back nothing, wasting no time. Although the bulk of the songs were written in 2022, recording sessions weren’t booked until March of 2024, which allowed ample time to refine and distill the music’s hooks, heaviness, and haze. The result is a perfect storm of distortion and dream pop, cracked love songs cloaked in swooning walls of noise. Recorded at Paradise Recorders in Anaheim, California with Colin Knight (of post-punk unit Object of Affection), Wainwright tracked the strings while Cameron Fonacier handled drums. The process was efficient and effective, sharpened by years of performance. Anthemic headbangers like "Portland," "All My Life, My Heart Has Yearned For A Thing I Cannot Name," and "Malibu Beach House" sound as dynamic as they do dialed-in, soaked into the bones of the players. The lyrics came last, written by Wainwright a week before recording. Moods of surreality ("I can hear the blood in my fingers / nothing tunes out / the world’s too loud"), infatuation ("I will follow / everywhere you go / any way to feel / how you glow"), and melancholy ("God kept me around / for no good reason") flicker and fade within a fog of memory and reverb. As on 2022’s 'God Get Me The Fuck Out Of Here,' Cold Gawd's contemporary vision of shoegaze manifests intriguingly in outlier moments, like the hushed, whirlpool reverie of "Tappan," or the vaporous, slow-grind downtempo of "Nudism" (complete with regal piano outro). Theirs is a muse as vivid as it is varied, from Loveless, to Drake, post-hardcore and Beach House. Drown evocatively captures the expanding canon of Cold Gawd, dense with riffs and raptures, escape and revelation, channeled from stacked amps and hidden powers: "Give praise / to whatever / I got time for / hallelujah."
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"All My Life" lyrics: can you kiss me in time to let me feel it’ll pass by I’ll take you to that place in mind will you come inside?
I hope to know how it felt in that week alone I need your trust in me I hope you know I am yours foreverHigh Vis - Mob DLA (Official Audio)Dais Records2024-06-11 | from Guided Tour, out now. Order on limited vinyl, CD and cassette: https://found.ee/GuidedTour
"The years upon years of public service cuts have had a devastating human effect on communities in the UK. People are forced to justify their need for assistance, made to endure dehumanizing tests in order to monitor their eligibility for support for often lifelong disabilities. Marginalized communities are left to fend for themselves then vilified in targeted media smear campaigns. This is all happening in the shadow of ever increasing bonuses and salaries for the political and industrial elite and their friends. I have seen this in my own family. The stress and anxiety of people simply trying to find space in a world which increasingly feels designed against them is palpable. And through it all, I’ve seen the power of community action in the face of sustained neglect." - Graham Sayle
"Mob DLA" precedes a string of festival performances around the globe this summer, including Glastonbury in the UK, Hurricane Festival in Germany, Hellfest in France, Louder Than Life in Kentucky, Aftershock in California, Mondra & Roll in Spain, and more.
"Mob DLA" lyrics: Inconsequential Out of sight Ain't out my mind Watching as you suffocate Betrayed by life
Somewhere in between our hope and fate Nothing ever comes to those who wait I've seen enough to know for sure The DSS back at your door Forced to beg, to fight, to pray A burden that you can’t escape Is the price of life too much to bear? If you can’t see it, is it not there? They owe you more than a fucking living We owe you more
Somewhere in between our hope and fate Nothing ever comes to those who wait
Out of sight Out of my mind Alone Ashamed And ostracized
Out of sight Out of mind
Somewhere in between our hope and fate Nothing ever comes to those who waitDrew McDowall - In Wound and Water (Official Audio)Dais Records2024-05-31 | Order 'A Thread Silvered and Trembling' on vinyl: https://found.ee/AThreadSilvered
Scottish experimental/electronic musician Drew McDowall’s lifelong interest in an elegiac solo bagpipe style called pibroch (ceòl mòr in Gaelic) has been an inspiration for much of his previous work (including Coil’s legendary Time Machines). This form, often traditionally used for laments and for tributes to the dead, fuses modal drones with flickering dissonance and plaintive melody evoking an ancient, solemn mood.
His latest work, 'A Thread, Silvered and Trembling', both incorporates and transforms these elements via exploratory electronic processing, weaving an electro-acoustic tapestry of strings, shudders, voids, and voices, alternately disembodied and displaced. Co-produced with engineer Randall Dunn at Circular Ruin Studios in Brooklyn, the collection’s four pieces capture McDowall at his most elevated and elusive, in thrall to "the ineffable – that which refuses to be spoken."
McDowall’s palette here is unusually eclectic, sourced from a dynamic orchestral ensemble arranged by Brent Arnold and comprised of cello, viola, violin, harp (Marilu Donovan of LEYA), and french horn. Ebbing between shrouded electronics and enigmatic, sometimes spectralist orchestration, the album moves with a seething, simmering energy, surging into elegant, uneasy crescendos. The first two pieces are inspired by a liberatory hijacking and inversion of a grim biblical story (and by a cryptic and strange UK simple syrup branding). Opener "Out of Strength Comes Sweetness" shivers with short echo and resonant pads, before shifting into the album’s centerpiece: the 14-minute saga "And Lions Will Sing with Joy." A murmuring electrical storm of keening strings and disorienting drones gradually grows darker and denser, until suddenly there’s a crack in the clouds, revealing mutated choral voices and sparkling harp. McDowall describes the track as "an incantation to help usher in a break, and a new beginning."
The record’s latter half evokes a deep untamed animism shot through with spiraling radiance. "In Wound and Water" sways with harp, plucked strings and eerie cello undertows while lush layers of disorientated electronics hang in the dusk. There is no resolution, only a faint gradient of fragile dissipation, leading into the album’s harrowing and climactic closer, "A Dream of a Cartographic Membrane Dissolves." Processed voices (credited on the liner notes to "The Ghosts Who Refuse to Rest") contort, whisper, and gather as the rest of the ensemble sharpens, poising to strike. Then it does – grand, tragic stabs of strings and horns lashing the sky, storming heaven by force.
The fallout is poetic and inevitable, raining embers into a dark sea. But the journey and catharsis of A Thread linger long after it goes silent. Like so much of McDowall’s multifaceted catalog, this is music of immanence and alchemy, attuned equally to the sacred and the profane, to the tile and the mosaic.
Written by Drew McDowall Produced by Drew McDowall and Randall Dunn Arranged by Brent Arnold Cello by Brent Arnold Viola and Violin by Kayla Williams Harp by Marilu Donovan French Horn by Eric Davis Vocals by The Ghost Who Refuse To Rest Mastered by Heba Kadry Artwork by Nina Hartmann Designed by Nina Hartmann and Will Rubenstein
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Scottish experimental/electronic musician Drew McDowall’s lifelong interest in an elegiac solo bagpipe style called pibroch (ceòl mòr in Gaelic) has been an inspiration for much of his previous work (including Coil’s legendary Time Machines). This form, often traditionally used for laments and for tributes to the dead, fuses modal drones with flickering dissonance and plaintive melody evoking an ancient, solemn mood.
His latest work, 'A Thread, Silvered and Trembling', both incorporates and transforms these elements via exploratory electronic processing, weaving an electro-acoustic tapestry of strings, shudders, voids, and voices, alternately disembodied and displaced. Co-produced with engineer Randall Dunn at Circular Ruin Studios in Brooklyn, the collection’s four pieces capture McDowall at his most elevated and elusive, in thrall to "the ineffable – that which refuses to be spoken."
McDowall’s palette here is unusually eclectic, sourced from a dynamic orchestral ensemble arranged by Brent Arnold and comprised of cello, viola, violin, harp (Marilu Donovan of LEYA), and french horn. Ebbing between shrouded electronics and enigmatic, sometimes spectralist orchestration, the album moves with a seething, simmering energy, surging into elegant, uneasy crescendos. The first two pieces are inspired by a liberatory hijacking and inversion of a grim biblical story (and by a cryptic and strange UK simple syrup branding). Opener "Out of Strength Comes Sweetness" shivers with short echo and resonant pads, before shifting into the album’s centerpiece: the 14-minute saga "And Lions Will Sing with Joy." A murmuring electrical storm of keening strings and disorienting drones gradually grows darker and denser, until suddenly there’s a crack in the clouds, revealing mutated choral voices and sparkling harp. McDowall describes the track as "an incantation to help usher in a break, and a new beginning."
The record’s latter half evokes a deep untamed animism shot through with spiraling radiance. "In Wound and Water" sways with harp, plucked strings and eerie cello undertows while lush layers of disorientated electronics hang in the dusk. There is no resolution, only a faint gradient of fragile dissipation, leading into the album’s harrowing and climactic closer, "A Dream of a Cartographic Membrane Dissolves." Processed voices (credited on the liner notes to "The Ghosts Who Refuse to Rest") contort, whisper, and gather as the rest of the ensemble sharpens, poising to strike. Then it does – grand, tragic stabs of strings and horns lashing the sky, storming heaven by force.
The fallout is poetic and inevitable, raining embers into a dark sea. But the journey and catharsis of A Thread linger long after it goes silent. Like so much of McDowall’s multifaceted catalog, this is music of immanence and alchemy, attuned equally to the sacred and the profane, to the tile and the mosaic.
Written by Drew McDowall Produced by Drew McDowall and Randall Dunn Arranged by Brent Arnold Cello by Brent Arnold Viola and Violin by Kayla Williams Harp by Marilu Donovan French Horn by Eric Davis Vocals by The Ghost Who Refuse To Rest Mastered by Heba Kadry Artwork by Nina Hartmann Designed by Nina Hartmann and Will Rubenstein
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Europe & UK Tour Dates, September - October 2024: 30/09 - Prague, CZ at MeetFactory 02/10 - Kraków, PL at Kamienna 03/10 - Warszaw, PL at Progresja 06/10 - Munich, DE at Rote Sonne 07/10 - Cologne, DE at Gebäude 9 10/10 - Antwerp, BE at TRIX 11/10 - Amsterdam, NL at Melkweg 12/10 - Paris, FR at L'Olympia 15/10 - Stockholm, SE at Slaktkyrkan 18/10 - Oslo, NO at Parktreatret 19/10 - Copenhagen, DK at Loppen 23/10 - London, UK at Evolutionary Arts Hackney (EartH)
Written by Robert Alfons Mixed by Chris Coady, Damian Taylor Produced by Robert Alfons, Nightfeelings Mastered by Mike Bozzi
"Soon" lyrics: Asleep I still say it aloud Scared stiff it’s all around We never did call it off, now our organs dried Scared stiff to stone, you liar
We still say hello Scared stiff it’s all around I remember calling cars our good boy Scared stiff to stone, you liar
And I said and you said we’d try To the soil now you know it’s goodbye
We still say hello Scared stiff you’re all around We never got around, now our organs dried Scared stiff to stone, you liar
He said soon It’s your life It stays cold Before lightningXeno & Oaklander - Magic of the Manifold (Official Audio)Dais Records2024-05-09 | Xeno & Oaklander's Spring 2024 EU Tour starts 14 May in Paris. Tickets and stream here: https://found.ee/XenoAndOaklander
Xeno & Oaklander are the synth pop / minimal electronics duo of Liz Wendelbo and Sean McBride (of Martial Canterel), known for their mastery of clever song craft, dynamic sound design, and expansive world building. They are staples of Brooklyn, NY's analog synth community, helping drive the revival of dark dance and synth wave in the US.
"Magic of the Manifold" their first new music since 2021's 'Vi/deo', is moody, driving dance pop - a duet that feels equally at home in the caverns of cyberspace or an underground night club. Speaking on the single, they offer: "In 'Magic of the Manifold,' we created hard hitting drums set against romantic vocals & analog synth harmonies: we muse over the enchantment of a fictitious Mercury cavern where fumes and steam alter the mind and spark the imagination"
"Magic of the Manifold" lyrics: Down in the silo There’s a change in the air Deep in the silo There’s a shift in the colors
It’s mediumistic Phenolic Animalic
The magic of the manifold Its flow splits the stream
Buteonic Achromatic Nektonic
The lightless push, the agony The blended rock and steam
Down in the silo Your ghost lingers everywhere Deep in the silo Quicksilver tears appear
It’s mediumistic Phenolic Animalic
Foundation of the manifold The caverns wind and weave
Ectoplasmic Teleplastic Aphotic
A distant glow along back walls The sateless war machines
It’s mediumistic Phenolic Animalic
Night outside, echoic din Collapsing time and space
Buteonic Achromatic Nektonic
The magic of the saboteur Who cuts and blocks this place
Ectoplasmic Teleplastic Aphotic
The magic of the manifold Its flow obscures the traceDrew McDowall - A Dream of a Cartographic Membrane DissolvesDais Records2024-04-30 | Order 'A Thread Silvered and Trembling' on vinyl: https://found.ee/AThreadSilvered
Scottish experimental/electronic musician Drew McDowall’s lifelong interest in an elegiac solo bagpipe style called pibroch (ceòl mòr in Gaelic) has been an inspiration for much of his previous work (including Coil’s legendary Time Machines). This form, often traditionally used for laments and for tributes to the dead, fuses modal drones with flickering dissonance and plaintive melody evoking an ancient, solemn mood.
His latest work, 'A Thread, Silvered and Trembling', both incorporates and transforms these elements via exploratory electronic processing, weaving an electro-acoustic tapestry of strings, shudders, voids, and voices, alternately disembodied and displaced. Co-produced with engineer Randall Dunn at Circular Ruin Studios in Brooklyn, the collection’s four pieces capture McDowall at his most elevated and elusive, in thrall to "the ineffable – that which refuses to be spoken."
McDowall’s palette here is unusually eclectic, sourced from a dynamic orchestral ensemble arranged by Brent Arnold and comprised of cello, viola, violin, harp (Marilu Donovan of LEYA), and french horn. Ebbing between shrouded electronics and enigmatic, sometimes spectralist orchestration, the album moves with a seething, simmering energy, surging into elegant, uneasy crescendos. The first two pieces are inspired by a liberatory hijacking and inversion of a grim biblical story (and by a cryptic and strange UK simple syrup branding). Opener "Out of Strength Comes Sweetness" shivers with short echo and resonant pads, before shifting into the album’s centerpiece: the 14-minute saga "And Lions Will Sing with Joy." A murmuring electrical storm of keening strings and disorienting drones gradually grows darker and denser, until suddenly there’s a crack in the clouds, revealing mutated choral voices and sparkling harp. McDowall describes the track as "an incantation to help usher in a break, and a new beginning."
The record’s latter half evokes a deep untamed animism shot through with spiraling radiance. "In Wound and Water" sways with harp, plucked strings and eerie cello undertows while lush layers of disorientated electronics hang in the dusk. There is no resolution, only a faint gradient of fragile dissipation, leading into the album’s harrowing and climactic closer, "A Dream of a Cartographic Membrane Dissolves." Processed voices (credited on the liner notes to "The Ghosts Who Refuse to Rest") contort, whisper, and gather as the rest of the ensemble sharpens, poising to strike. Then it does – grand, tragic stabs of strings and horns lashing the sky, storming heaven by force.
The fallout is poetic and inevitable, raining embers into a dark sea. But the journey and catharsis of A Thread linger long after it goes silent. Like so much of McDowall’s multifaceted catalog, this is music of immanence and alchemy, attuned equally to the sacred and the profane, to the tile and the mosaic.
Written by Drew McDowall Produced by Drew McDowall and Randall Dunn Arranged by Brent Arnold Cello by Brent Arnold Viola and Violin by Kayla Williams Harp by Marilu Donovan French Horn by Eric Davis Vocals by The Ghost Who Refuse To Rest Mastered by Heba Kadry Artwork by Nina Hartmann Designed by Nina Hartmann and Will Rubenstein
Geneva Jacuzzi is a Los Angeles-based multimedia artist whose immersive and unhinged multimedia performances are the stuff of legend, often involving a psychotropic gallery of masks, costumes, confrontation, and massive art installations. Jacuzzi’s recordings are equally revered, catchy hooks and cryptic moods dusted in 4-track grit.
“Dry” is retro-futurist body music about disconnection and uncertainty, accompanied by a striking black & white video which features Geneva suspended upside down.
“Dry” is available via her new label home, Dais Records: “As long-time fans of Geneva's immersive world-building, singular songwriting and unforgettable live performances, we are honored to welcome her to the Dais roster.”
Geneva Jacuzzi shares: “So excited to join the Dais crew. It’s definitely the coolest label in LA. Exciting new adventures on the horizon!”
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Scottish experimental/electronic musician Drew McDowall’s lifelong interest in an elegiac solo bagpipe style called pibroch (ceòl mòr in Gaelic) has been an inspiration for much of his previous work (including Coil’s legendary Time Machines). This form, often traditionally used for laments and for tributes to the dead, fuses modal drones with flickering dissonance and plaintive melody evoking an ancient, solemn mood.
His latest work, 'A Thread, Silvered and Trembling', both incorporates and transforms these elements via exploratory electronic processing, weaving an electro-acoustic tapestry of strings, shudders, voids, and voices, alternately disembodied and displaced. Co-produced with engineer Randall Dunn at Circular Ruin Studios in Brooklyn, the collection’s four pieces capture McDowall at his most elevated and elusive, in thrall to "the ineffable – that which refuses to be spoken."
McDowall’s palette here is unusually eclectic, sourced from a dynamic orchestral ensemble arranged by Brent Arnold and comprised of cello, viola, violin, harp (Marilu Donovan of LEYA), and french horn. Ebbing between shrouded electronics and enigmatic, sometimes spectralist orchestration, the album moves with a seething, simmering energy, surging into elegant, uneasy crescendos. The first two pieces are inspired by a liberatory hijacking and inversion of a grim biblical story (and by a cryptic and strange UK simple syrup branding). Opener "Out of Strength Comes Sweetness" shivers with short echo and resonant pads, before shifting into the album’s centerpiece: the 14-minute saga "And Lions Will Sing with Joy." A murmuring electrical storm of keening strings and disorienting drones gradually grows darker and denser, until suddenly there’s a crack in the clouds, revealing mutated choral voices and sparkling harp. McDowall describes the track as "an incantation to help usher in a break, and a new beginning."
The record’s latter half evokes a deep untamed animism shot through with spiraling radiance. "In Wound and Water" sways with harp, plucked strings and eerie cello undertows while lush layers of disorientated electronics hang in the dusk. There is no resolution, only a faint gradient of fragile dissipation, leading into the album’s harrowing and climactic closer, "A Dream of a Cartographic Membrane Dissolves." Processed voices (credited on the liner notes to "The Ghosts Who Refuse to Rest") contort, whisper, and gather as the rest of the ensemble sharpens, poising to strike. Then it does – grand, tragic stabs of strings and horns lashing the sky, storming heaven by force.
The fallout is poetic and inevitable, raining embers into a dark sea. But the journey and catharsis of A Thread linger long after it goes silent. Like so much of McDowall’s multifaceted catalog, this is music of immanence and alchemy, attuned equally to the sacred and the profane, to the tile and the mosaic.
Written by Drew McDowall Produced by Drew McDowall and Randall Dunn Arranged by Brent Arnold Cello by Brent Arnold Viola and Violin by Kayla Williams Harp by Marilu Donovan French Horn by Eric Davis Vocals by The Ghost Who Refuse To Rest Mastered by Heba Kadry Artwork by Nina Hartmann Designed by Nina Hartmann and Will Rubenstein
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"In Great Detail" lyrics: It could seem like such an impossible deal The things that you omit The things that you want to believe that are real A catch or a snag in a trap that you can’t fully grasp Secretly haunted, privately masked You try to look past all the mud
I can be ugly I can be strong I can be proper I can be wrong I can be lovely Or I can be gone The thing that will haunt you is still hanging on
Making excuses, seemingly useless A lover you doubt It doesn’t negate that fact that you placate when were hanging out And we’re still hanging out…
I can be ugly I can be strong I can be proper I can be wrong I can be lovely Or I can be gone The ways that I hurt you are hanging on
You can be hungry You can be frail You can concrete Or you could be shale You could corrupt me Or you could be jailed You could say all the ways that you hate me in great detail You can be hungry You can be frail You can concrete Or you could be shale You could corrupt me Or you could be jailed You could say all the ways that you hate me in great detail You could say all the ways that you hate me in great detail You could say all the ways that you hate me in great detail In great detail In great detail In great detail In great detail In great detail In great detail You could say all the ways that you hate me in great detail.KITE - Glassy Eyes (Official Audio)Dais Records2024-02-20 | Stream and order the 7" at: https://found.ee/LosingGlassyEyes
Swedish synth-pop phenomenon Kite’s second 7 inch since signing with Dais in 2023 finds the duo of Nicklas Stenemo and Christian Hutchinson Berg swinging for new heights of romantic desolation and baroque grandeur. They describe the A Side, "Losing," as a "six-minute empty call for emotional response." Stately piano and anguished voice reverberate in a vaulted hall, before gradually building into a widescreen anthem of synths, drums, and soaring vocals decrying the steady deadening of life and love: "It’s deadly quiet in your old heart / Are you there? / I see dark skies on the rise / And daylight shows no remorse / And I realize it is my life / But It’s losing all meaning." Swedish dark music icons Anna von Hausswolff and Henric de la Cour join the chorus as the song cascades towards an ominous horizon.
The B Side, "Glassy Eyes," showcases Kite’s mastery of somber, sweeping balladry. Hushed church organ elevates and anchors Stenemo’s devastated confessional, swaying between resilience and defeat. The band describes the song as a reckoning with "the privileged and existential anxiety of drifting through life dispassionately,” contrasted with “the yearning to connect profoundly with others and a desire for experiences that stir the soul before facing one’s final moments." Like a hymn, the emotion thickens as it deepens, approaching both darkness and divinity: "Deep as I go, nothing to find / Oh catatonia, I won’t cry / Nothing can grow, everything dies / Behind my glassy eyes."
"Glassy Eyes" lyrics: Deep as I go, nothing to find Oh catatonia, I won’t cry Nothing can grow, everything dies Behind my glassy eyes
Please cut my heart out Its was worn out years ago Just like my dress, torn and boring Monday morning, here we go
But I don’t cry Deep as I go, nothing to find Oh catatonia, I won’t cry Nothing can grow, everything dies Behind my glassy eyesVR SEX - Inanimate Love (Official Video)Dais Records2024-02-14 | Directed by Danny Perez, from 'Hard Copy': https://found.ee/HardCopy
"A short-form, contemporary documentary about humans who are in love with things that have not yet (by definition) achieved 'sentience'" - Noel Skum
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"Inanimate Love" lyrics: Some people are plastic and all the rest die If I never had asked ya, I’d think you’re alive She’s my common-law lover A co-dependent of flesh (if you’d call it that) Bought and paid for in full In a sexy A-line dress
He was alone again She was his only friend And he never saw her cry He was alone again She was his only friend And there’s no way she could die
No need to cry, she had no eyes
Some people have families Some people are alone But there’s no need to blame a man for always staying at home She’s painted to perfection, such a youthful complexion Don’t pull me from my pleasure done
He sees a thing that they can comprehend, Inanimate Love all his own.
He was alone again She was his only friend And she never saw him cry He was alone again She was his only friend And she’ll never say goodbye He was alone again She was his only friend And she never told a lie He was alone again She was his only friend The apple of his eye
She had no eyes, she had no eyes She had no eye, she had no eyes
We spent the afternoon together We were painting corolettes and telling secrets But your eyes were blank and never blinking Why does it matter if you don’t have a heartbeat?
Is this Inanimate Love?Coil - Bee Stings (Official Remastered Audio)Dais Records2024-02-06 | Order 'Moon's Milk (In Four Phases)' at https://found.ee/MoonsMilk The Dais Records "Moon's Milk" reissue is in collaboration with surviving Coil members and collaborators Drew McDowall, William Breeze, Thighpaulsandra and Steven Stapleton, with remastered audio by Josh Bonati.
First compiled as a double CD in 2002, 'Moon’s Milk (in Four Phases)' is a suite of four EPs that Coil released seasonally via their in-house Eskaton imprint across 1998. The line-up for these sessions were John Balance, Peter "Sleazy" Christopherson, Drew McDowall, and William Breeze. Recorded primarily at their home studio in Chiswick, London on the eve of a permanent relocation to the small seaside town of Weston-Super- Mare, the collection has long loomed as a pivotal and pinnacle work in the group's discography, but has never been officially reissued, or repressed on vinyl. Time has only ripened its tapestry of regal strangeness. Arranged sequentially in tribute to the equinoxes and solstices, 'Moon's Milk' captures Coil at a revelatory crossroads, leaning deeper into improvisation, spontaneity, and sound design. "Moon's Milk or Under an Unquiet Skull" initiates the proceedings on Spring Equinox, a two-part netherworld organ séance woven from vocal drones, cathedral keys, seasick strings, and opiated undertow. From there, 'Summer Solstice' skews lighter but no less incantational, with Balance embracing his voice- as-instrument across lucid dream torch songs ("Bee Stings"), purgatorial spoken word ("Glowworms/Waveforms"), sultry chamber pieces ("Summer Substructures"), and falsetto ravings ("A Warning From The Sun (For Fritz)"). 'Autumn Equinox' exudes more of a pensive and twilit mood, from the Rose McDowall-sung folk ballad "Rosa Decidua" ("I hear your voice sing near to me / I've put away the poisoned chalice (for now) / And lie down amongst the flowerbeds") to hall-of-lords hallucination "The Auto- Asphyxiating Hierophant” to the liminal string-plucked classic "Amethyst Deceivers," featuring excellent alien guitar by Breeze layered with Balance’s oft-quoted couplet: "Pay your respects to the vultures / For they are your future." The album’s final chapter, 'Winter Solstice', is its most swooning, remote, and ceremonial. Opener "A White Rainbow" stirs strings, layered choral vocals, and shivering rhythm into an imploding burial hymn. "North" oscillates bleakly, a ghost in the machine murmuring opaque prophecy ("This black dog has no owner / This black dog has no odour"), while "Magnetic North" is its inverse, a guided meditation of gently flickering software and surreal chakra poetics ("Red rose filling the skull / Yellow cube in the lower pelvis / Silver moon crescent below the navel"). The suite fades to grey with a traditional English carol ("Christmas Is Now Drawing Near"), rendered like an executioner's song by Rose McDowall’s doomed, beautiful voice. The Dais box set includes the entirety of the rare 'Moon's Milk Bonus Disc' CD-R / 2019 Threshold Archives 'Copal' CD, which includes three collaborations with Thighpaulsandra. This material is as rich and intoxicating as the previous four phases, ranging from electro-acoustic singing bowl rituals ("Copal") to dissonant electronic recitations of visionary Angus MacLise poetry ("The Coppice Meat") to ominous classical melancholia ("Bankside"). Once again, Coil confirm the vastness of their confounding, infinite alchemy, explored and refined across decades of experimentation – both sonic and bodily. From post-industrial to post-everything, theirs is an art untethered, in the wilds of its own design.
TR/ST (fka Trust) is the musical alias of producer, singer, and performer Robert Alfons. Born in Winnipeg, Canada (but based in Los Angeles for the past decade), he has released a string of celebrated albums fusing swooning synth-pop, confessional darkwave, and anthemic emotion: 'TRST' (2012), 'Joyland' (2014), 'The Destroyer - Part One' (2019), and 'The Destroyer – Part Two' (2019). In late 2023, TR/ST joined the Dais Records roster, announcing the union with the release of the single “Robrash”, while hinting at more new music ahead. January 2024 sees the release of the new, minimally titled “TR/ST EP”, featuring four new tracks in addition to “Robrash” : the new dancefloor heater “Run” featuring Canadian hyperpop star Cecile Believe, a beautiful cover of the Pet Shop Boys classic 1990 anthem “Being Boring” featuring Jake Shears, the delicate and gauzy nearly-ambient composition “Evercall”, and an official release of the fan favorite “Slug”, previously only released to YouTube in 2015. Alfons confirms he is in the studio working on a new album, expanding their singular sound in ways both cinematic and surprising: “Bigger, better, beautiful, and buried in mud.”
Written by Chris Lowe and Neil Tennent (Published by Sony/ATV Tunes LLC, Lyrics by Kobalt Publishing) Performed by TR/ST and Jake Shears Produced by Robert Alfons and Nightfeelings Jake's vocal engineer Carlos Mas at Strongroom Mixed by Lars Stalfors
"Being Boring" lyrics: I came across a cache of old photos And invitations to teenage parties “Dress in white” one said with quotations From someone’s wife, a famous writer in the nineteen-twenties When you’re young you find inspiration In anyone who’s ever gone And opened up a closing door She said: “We were never feeling bored”
Cause we were never being boring We had too much time to find for ourselves And we were never being boring We dressed up and fought, then thought: “Make amends” And we were never holding back or worried that Time would come to an end
When I went I left from the station With a haversack and some trepidation Someone said: “If you’re not careful You’ll have nothing left and nothing to care for In the nineteen-seventies” But I sat back and looking forward My shoes were high and I had scored I bolted through a closing door I would never find myself being bored
Cause we were never being boring We had too much time to find for ourselves And we were never being boring We dressed up and fought then thought: “Make amends” And we were never holding back or worried that Time would come to an end We were always hoping that, looking back You could always rely on a friend
And now I sit with different faces In rented rooms and foreign places All the people I was kissing Some and here and some are missing In the nineteen-nineties I never dreamt that I would get to be The creature that I always meant to be But I thought in spite of dreams You’d be sitting somewhere here with me
Cause we were never being boring We had too much time to find for ourselves And we were never being boring We dressed up and fought then thought: “Make amends” And we were never holding back or worried that Time would come to an end We were always hoping that, looking back You could always rely on a friend
And we were never being boring We were never being bored And we were never being boring We were never being boredVR SEX - Real Doll Time (Official Audio)Dais Records2024-01-17 | From VR SEX's third album, 'Hard Copy', pre-order at: https://found.ee/HardCopy
Following 2022’s 'Rough Dimension', Noel Skum – aka Andrew Clinco of Drab Majesty – made the radical leap of expanding his psychedelic post-punk vehicle VR SEX into a fully collaborative five-piece band. To christen the new group’s camaraderie, they booked a block of studio time in Glassell Park, swapped skeletal iPhone demos, and “did that classic thing of a band making the exact record they want without any interference.”
Working 12-hour days, they banged out the basics in a week, then tracked the rest over a month, fine-tuning it with flourishes, FX, and amplifier experiments. 'Hard Copy' is the result – 10 tracks of sneering psychedelic punk streaked with Chrome-damaged freak-outs and snotty power pop harmonies chronicling sex doll love affairs and glue-sniffing fatales.
Mixed and Recorded by Mike Kriebel by guitarist Mike Kriebel – an accomplished engineer with dozens of credits across the punk, goth, and garage underground – the album is dense, rich, and spatial, spurred by Clinco’s muse of “reckless abandon.” Shadows of Chrome, Stickmen With Rayguns, Japanese psych, and loud- quiet-loud grunge anthems flicker here and there, but ultimately VR SEX’s mode is more sardonic and saturated, oscillating between ripped leather riffing and space echo meltdowns. Banning plug-ins was a mission statement, with most instruments tracked direct into the board, then guitars added via a daisy chain of amplifiers, panned and mixed and matched for maximum intoxication: “My goal is always to load up every take with as much sound as possible in one pass.”
Lyrically, the record revisits the project’s perennial fascinations: twisted lust, cheap thrills, dirty money, doomed delinquents, and ruined romance amid the creeps and cracked dreamers of gritty city voids. The title refers to the uncanny valley between “facsimile and the real thing, and the illusion that one is better than the other – when both come with their own menu of delights and demonic pleasures.” Hard Copy embraces extremes and outliers, delusion and perversion, the conflicted dimensional depths lurking in every exploded heart: “I can be ugly / I can be strong / I can be proper / I can be wrong / I can be lovely / or I can be gone / the thing that will haunt you is still hanging on.”
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LYRICS:
No hope, thread the rope It’s not a funny joke Got needs out of reach Striking out in the human league And that’s life in Reno Gone hog wild, playing Keno It’s not equal odds, you play the hand you’re dealt Never feel the love they felt
Not an issue its a crime You can still fall in love It’s Real Doll Time, Real Doll Time She’s always livin’ in her prime Fits like a rubber glove It’s Real Doll Time, Real Doll Time
Your plot appears to be shot You’re plain and aim to be shot down No hugs for the slug Now take the drugs or buy the time you wish that you could find
Not an issue its a crime You can still fall in love It’s Real Doll Time, Real Doll Time She’s always livin’ in her prime Feels like a rubber glove It’s Real Doll Time, Real Doll Time
And suddenly the perfect date Never have to hear you’re running late That kiss is so consistent Manufactured, trouble fractured in an instant
Not an issue its a crime You can still fall in love It’s Real Doll Time, Real Doll Time She’s always livin’ in her prime Fits like a rubber glove It’s Real Doll Time, Real Doll Time Real Doll Time
*****
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Dais Records: Instagram https://found.ee/DaisRecordsIG Bandcamp https://found.ee/DaisRecordsBC Twitter https://found.ee/DaisRecordsTw Facebook https://found.ee/DaisRecordsFB Subscribe https://found.ee/DaisRecordsYT Website https://found.ee/DaisRecordsCoil - Bankside (Official Remastered Audio)Dais Records2024-01-09 | Order 'Moon's Milk (In Four Phases)' at https://found.ee/MoonsMilk The Dais Records "Moon's Milk" reissue is in collaboration with surviving Coil members and collaborators Drew McDowall, William Breeze, Thighpaulsandra and Steven Stapleton, with remastered audio by Josh Bonati.
First compiled as a double CD in 2002, 'Moon’s Milk (in Four Phases)' is a suite of four EPs that Coil released seasonally via their in-house Eskaton imprint across 1998. The line-up for these sessions were John Balance, Peter "Sleazy" Christopherson, Drew McDowall, and William Breeze. Recorded primarily at their home studio in Chiswick, London on the eve of a permanent relocation to the small seaside town of Weston-Super- Mare, the collection has long loomed as a pivotal and pinnacle work in the group's discography, but has never been officially reissued, or repressed on vinyl. Time has only ripened its tapestry of regal strangeness. Arranged sequentially in tribute to the equinoxes and solstices, 'Moon's Milk' captures Coil at a revelatory crossroads, leaning deeper into improvisation, spontaneity, and sound design. "Moon's Milk or Under an Unquiet Skull" initiates the proceedings on Spring Equinox, a two-part netherworld organ séance woven from vocal drones, cathedral keys, seasick strings, and opiated undertow. From there, 'Summer Solstice' skews lighter but no less incantational, with Balance embracing his voice- as-instrument across lucid dream torch songs ("Bee Stings"), purgatorial spoken word ("Glowworms/Waveforms"), sultry chamber pieces ("Summer Substructures"), and falsetto ravings ("A Warning From The Sun (For Fritz)"). 'Autumn Equinox' exudes more of a pensive and twilit mood, from the Rose McDowall-sung folk ballad "Rosa Decidua" ("I hear your voice sing near to me / I've put away the poisoned chalice (for now) / And lie down amongst the flowerbeds") to hall-of-lords hallucination "The Auto- Asphyxiating Hierophant” to the liminal string-plucked classic "Amethyst Deceivers," featuring excellent alien guitar by Breeze layered with Balance’s oft-quoted couplet: "Pay your respects to the vultures / For they are your future." The album’s final chapter, 'Winter Solstice', is its most swooning, remote, and ceremonial. Opener "A White Rainbow" stirs strings, layered choral vocals, and shivering rhythm into an imploding burial hymn. "North" oscillates bleakly, a ghost in the machine murmuring opaque prophecy ("This black dog has no owner / This black dog has no odour"), while "Magnetic North" is its inverse, a guided meditation of gently flickering software and surreal chakra poetics ("Red rose filling the skull / Yellow cube in the lower pelvis / Silver moon crescent below the navel"). The suite fades to grey with a traditional English carol ("Christmas Is Now Drawing Near"), rendered like an executioner's song by Rose McDowall’s doomed, beautiful voice. The Dais box set includes the entirety of the rare 'Moon's Milk Bonus Disc' CD-R / 2019 Threshold Archives 'Copal' CD, which includes three collaborations with Thighpaulsandra. This material is as rich and intoxicating as the previous four phases, ranging from electro-acoustic singing bowl rituals ("Copal") to dissonant electronic recitations of visionary Angus MacLise poetry ("The Coppice Meat") to ominous classical melancholia ("Bankside"). Once again, Coil confirm the vastness of their confounding, infinite alchemy, explored and refined across decades of experimentation – both sonic and bodily. From post-industrial to post-everything, theirs is an art untethered, in the wilds of its own design.
The dark electronic pop dialect of Robert Alfons aka TR/ST (fka Trust) emerged fully formed in 2010, and quickly sent ripples through the vibrant Toronto underground, culminating in 2012’s cult classic debut, 'TRST'. Subsequent world tours and a permanent relocation to Los Angeles further widened the project’s horizons, which Alfons refined and distilled across three more widely celebrated full-lengths: 'Joyland' (2014), 'The Destroyer - Part One' (2019), and 'The Destroyer – Part Two' (2019).
Fittingly, TR/ST’s next chapter will unfold in partnership with LA / NYC’s prime institution of adventurous music, Dais Records. To christen the union, Alfons has announced a swooning new single, “Robrash,” which was co-produced by Nightfeelings and mixed by the legendary Nick Launay.
“Robrash” is available today alongside its instrumental version and is a dramatic preview of what’s to come from TR/ST in 2024.
"Robrash" lyrics: I used to ride with the crows I used to call in the light I used the happiest swirl I said so come on
When you gonna come lover When you gonna come lover When you gonna come lover And you kinda can see it When you gonna come lover When you gonna come love
Uh uh am I Enough this time Isn’t all am I Enough this time
Face it down When I come then I’ll love him My sight set on the low I faked it all See if you were looking I can’t stall it now
When you gonna come lover When you gonna come lover When you gonna come lover oh And you kinda can see it When you gonna come lover When you gonna come love oh oh
Uh uh am I Enough this time Isn’t all am I Enough this time Not that I'm sure of it Right or wrong Right wrong I'm sure of it So sure of it
I used to ride with the crows It helped me comfort the lies I was staring at the sun And I said so c'mon
Uh uh am I Enough this time Isn’t all am I Enough this timeCoil - A White Rainbow (Official Remastered Audio)Dais Records2023-11-29 | Order 'Moon's Milk (In Four Phases)' at https://found.ee/MoonsMilk The Dais Records "Moon's Milk" reissue is in collaboration with surviving Coil members and collaborators Drew McDowall, William Breeze, Thighpaulsandra and Steven Stapleton, with remastered audio by Josh Bonati.
First compiled as a double CD in 2002, 'Moon’s Milk (in Four Phases)' is a suite of four EPs that Coil released seasonally via their in-house Eskaton imprint across 1998. The line-up for these sessions were John Balance, Peter "Sleazy" Christopherson, Drew McDowall, and William Breeze. Recorded primarily at their home studio in Chiswick, London on the eve of a permanent relocation to the small seaside town of Weston-Super- Mare, the collection has long loomed as a pivotal and pinnacle work in the group's discography, but has never been officially reissued, or repressed on vinyl. Time has only ripened its tapestry of regal strangeness. Arranged sequentially in tribute to the equinoxes and solstices, 'Moon's Milk' captures Coil at a revelatory crossroads, leaning deeper into improvisation, spontaneity, and sound design. "Moon's Milk or Under an Unquiet Skull" initiates the proceedings on Spring Equinox, a two-part netherworld organ séance woven from vocal drones, cathedral keys, seasick strings, and opiated undertow. From there, 'Summer Solstice' skews lighter but no less incantational, with Balance embracing his voice- as-instrument across lucid dream torch songs ("Bee Stings"), purgatorial spoken word ("Glowworms/Waveforms"), sultry chamber pieces ("Summer Substructures"), and falsetto ravings ("A Warning From The Sun (For Fritz)"). 'Autumn Equinox' exudes more of a pensive and twilit mood, from the Rose McDowall-sung folk ballad "Rosa Decidua" ("I hear your voice sing near to me / I've put away the poisoned chalice (for now) / And lie down amongst the flowerbeds") to hall-of-lords hallucination "The Auto- Asphyxiating Hierophant” to the liminal string-plucked classic "Amethyst Deceivers," featuring excellent alien guitar by Breeze layered with Balance’s oft-quoted couplet: "Pay your respects to the vultures / For they are your future." The album’s final chapter, 'Winter Solstice', is its most swooning, remote, and ceremonial. Opener "A White Rainbow" stirs strings, layered choral vocals, and shivering rhythm into an imploding burial hymn. "North" oscillates bleakly, a ghost in the machine murmuring opaque prophecy ("This black dog has no owner / This black dog has no odour"), while "Magnetic North" is its inverse, a guided meditation of gently flickering software and surreal chakra poetics ("Red rose filling the skull / Yellow cube in the lower pelvis / Silver moon crescent below the navel"). The suite fades to grey with a traditional English carol ("Christmas Is Now Drawing Near"), rendered like an executioner's song by Rose McDowall’s doomed, beautiful voice. The Dais box set includes the entirety of the rare 'Moon's Milk Bonus Disc' CD-R / 2019 Threshold Archives 'Copal' CD, which includes three collaborations with Thighpaulsandra. This material is as rich and intoxicating as the previous four phases, ranging from electro-acoustic singing bowl rituals ("Copal") to dissonant electronic recitations of visionary Angus MacLise poetry ("The Coppice Meat") to ominous classical melancholia ("Bankside"). Once again, Coil confirm the vastness of their confounding, infinite alchemy, explored and refined across decades of experimentation – both sonic and bodily. From post-industrial to post-everything, theirs is an art untethered, in the wilds of its own design.
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The latest by Texan-turned-Angeleno progressive vaporwave producer Carlos Ramirez aka AURAGRAPH finds him shifting focus to the dance floor across eight chrome clockworks of cosmic acid house and liquid rave glide: New Standard. Inspired by lessons learned during a 5K mile American road trip tour in the summer 2022, he set to work in his Simi Valley Tuff Shed of synths and hardware, pursuing an explicitly DJ- friendly muse: “I realized I wanted to make a record where every track could go off in a live setting.”
These cuts do just that, revved and rhythmic, peppered with slap bass, Madchester whistles, filtered acid, gated snares, baggy cowbell, and sample pack classics – record scratches, orchestral stabs, the “Yeah! Woo!” from Lynn Collins “Think (About It).” Ramirez describes the process as immediate and instinctual: “I’d turn on the MPC, pick a tempo, and just improv – it was incredibly fun.”
From sleek freeway techno (“110 Cruising”) to arcade lurker acid (“Coast 2 Coast”) to big room bangers (“666 Ambience”), the tracks time-travel across the canon of club music, sifting tricks and styles to fashion fresh anthems of hypnagogic jack. It’s an album channeled as much as crafted, tapping into the decks of mythic warehouse infinities past and present, where the system rips all night and acid never dies.
The legacy and lineage of Dais Records dovetails naturally with the mission statement of vintage electronics innovator Retrospekt: “Reviving retro tech for a new generation.” The fruit of their first collaboration is a chic, white, rose-adorned, limited-edition release of Retrospekt’s CP-81 portable cassette player containing an exclusive 19-track compilation cassette of unreleased material from the label's roster: 'DAIS223 – A Compilation'.
Dais co-founders Gibby Miller and Ryan Martin both came of age in the cassette era and remain champions of “the sacred nature of the analog object.” The medium’s customizable, affordable, and portable nature empowered generations of subcultures to document and disseminate their creations. Although the compact disc dominated much of the 1990s, tapes never went away. Martin is adamant about the format’s enduring potency: “Cassettes aren’t nostalgic, they’re relevant. Making a mix tape for a friend or love interest is a talismanic offering. It’s a reaching out, a sharing of discovery. For Miller, too, cassette culture was seismic; he continues to see singular strengths in the limitations of older technologies: “Having a device solely dedicated to music may seem unique to a person today, but there’s also a purity in it. The ritual of hitting play. Feeling the hum of the machine. Flipping at the end of the side. Tapes changed everything for me.”
Retrospekt co-founders Adam and Kori Fuerst share a similar ethos. Although they initially started the company refurbishing vintage cameras, it has since expanded into tape players, radios, headphones, typewriters, Game Boys and beyond. Their passion for physicality, aesthetics and direct connection mirrors that of Miller and Martin: “These vintage machines aren’t obsolete – they still provide pleasure and enjoyment,” says Adam. “More and more people today realize this, and they want to have an organic, intentional experience without their metadata being tracked by some corporation.”
Dais in-house creative designer Nathaniel Young reimagined the CP-81’s standard presentation for both player and packaging. The white Dais edition of the cassette player comes packaged in a white box with black text, plus a set of white Dais-branded headphones and the DAIS223 compilation tape
Pre-sale for the one-time run of 1000 units begins October 25th, in stores December 15th.
This collaboration was made possible by bighouse, a Los Angeles-based brand specializing in unique products and collaborations, experiences and partnerships - thisbighouse.xyz
The legacy and lineage of Dais Records dovetails naturally with the mission statement of vintage electronics innovator Retrospekt: “Reviving retro tech for a new generation.” The fruit of their first collaboration is a chic, white, rose-adorned, limited-edition release of Retrospekt’s CP-81 portable cassette player containing an exclusive 19-track compilation cassette of unreleased material from the label's roster: 'DAIS223 – A Compilation'.
Dais co-founders Gibby Miller and Ryan Martin both came of age in the cassette era and remain champions of “the sacred nature of the analog object.” The medium’s customizable, affordable, and portable nature empowered generations of subcultures to document and disseminate their creations. Although the compact disc dominated much of the 1990s, tapes never went away. Martin is adamant about the format’s enduring potency: “Cassettes aren’t nostalgic, they’re relevant. Making a mix tape for a friend or love interest is a talismanic offering. It’s a reaching out, a sharing of discovery. For Miller, too, cassette culture was seismic; he continues to see singular strengths in the limitations of older technologies: “Having a device solely dedicated to music may seem unique to a person today, but there’s also a purity in it. The ritual of hitting play. Feeling the hum of the machine. Flipping at the end of the side. Tapes changed everything for me.”
Retrospekt co-founders Adam and Kori Fuerst share a similar ethos. Although they initially started the company refurbishing vintage cameras, it has since expanded into tape players, radios, headphones, typewriters, Game Boys and beyond. Their passion for physicality, aesthetics and direct connection mirrors that of Miller and Martin: “These vintage machines aren’t obsolete – they still provide pleasure and enjoyment,” says Adam. “More and more people today realize this, and they want to have an organic, intentional experience without their metadata being tracked by some corporation.”
Dais in-house creative designer Nathaniel Young reimagined the CP-81’s standard presentation for both player and packaging. The white Dais edition of the cassette player comes packaged in a white box with black text, plus a set of white Dais-branded headphones and the DAIS223 compilation tape
Pre-sale for the one-time run of 1000 units begins October 25th, in stores December 15th.
This collaboration was made possible by bighouse, a Los Angeles-based brand specializing in unique products and collaborations, experiences and partnerships - thisbighouse.xyz
Dais Records: Instagram https://found.ee/DaisRecordsIG Bandcamp https://found.ee/DaisRecordsBC Twitter https://found.ee/DaisRecordsTw Website https://found.ee/DaisRecords Facebook https://found.ee/DaisRecordsFB Subscribe https://found.ee/DaisRecordsYTDrew McDowall - Animals Will Sing (Official Audio)Dais Records2023-10-30 | Order the CP-81 Cassette Player and DAIS223 Tape Compilation at: https://found.ee/DaisXRetrospekt
The legacy and lineage of Dais Records dovetails naturally with the mission statement of vintage electronics innovator Retrospekt: “Reviving retro tech for a new generation.” The fruit of their first collaboration is a chic, white, rose-adorned, limited-edition release of Retrospekt’s CP-81 portable cassette player containing an exclusive 19-track compilation cassette of unreleased material from the label's roster: 'DAIS223 – A Compilation'.
Dais co-founders Gibby Miller and Ryan Martin both came of age in the cassette era and remain champions of “the sacred nature of the analog object.” The medium’s customizable, affordable, and portable nature empowered generations of subcultures to document and disseminate their creations. Although the compact disc dominated much of the 1990s, tapes never went away. Martin is adamant about the format’s enduring potency: “Cassettes aren’t nostalgic, they’re relevant. Making a mix tape for a friend or love interest is a talismanic offering. It’s a reaching out, a sharing of discovery. For Miller, too, cassette culture was seismic; he continues to see singular strengths in the limitations of older technologies: “Having a device solely dedicated to music may seem unique to a person today, but there’s also a purity in it. The ritual of hitting play. Feeling the hum of the machine. Flipping at the end of the side. Tapes changed everything for me.”
Retrospekt co-founders Adam and Kori Fuerst share a similar ethos. Although they initially started the company refurbishing vintage cameras, it has since expanded into tape players, radios, headphones, typewriters, Game Boys and beyond. Their passion for physicality, aesthetics and direct connection mirrors that of Miller and Martin: “These vintage machines aren’t obsolete – they still provide pleasure and enjoyment,” says Adam. “More and more people today realize this, and they want to have an organic, intentional experience without their metadata being tracked by some corporation.”
Dais in-house creative designer Nathaniel Young reimagined the CP-81’s standard presentation for both player and packaging. The white Dais edition of the cassette player comes packaged in a white box with black text, plus a set of white Dais-branded headphones and the DAIS223 compilation tape
Pre-sale for the one-time run of 1000 units begins October 25th, in stores December 15th.
This collaboration was made possible by bighouse, a Los Angeles-based brand specializing in unique products and collaborations, experiences and partnerships - thisbighouse.xyz
Ivan Pavlov aka CoH characterizes his latest solo work, 'Radiant Faults', as “the recording of a dialogue,” rather than a set of compositions. Crafted using a rare new synthesizer, the Silhouette Eins, Pavlov’s first encounter with the instrument across a long, late night session resulted in a continuous set of textures, patterns, and subliminal melodies. At some point during the process, he realized he was not alone: “It was as if something was speaking to me through the gear – the feeling was very intense. No matter how determined and specific I attempted to be, the results were something else. They felt like 'responses.’ This instantly reminded me of ELpH.”
ELpH is the name coined by Coil for a “celestial entity” that emanates from electronic equipment at mysterious moments, altering the creative process in unforeseen ways. They devised the term during studio sessions back in 1994, during which sustained software accidents ultimately seemed possessed of supernatural intelligence, spawning its own mythos. As a longtime member of Coil’s inner circle, Pavlov is steeped in ELpH’s ideology and influence – and highly qualified to identify an encounter of his own. Radiant Faults offers a compelling addition to the ELpH canon, at the threshold of music and manifestation, embracing the “divine quality of error.”
The Silhouette Eins is a unique instrument combining the 1920's concept of an "optical soundtrack" with a hardware synth interface to Pure Data: a visual programming language for producing interactive music, using real- time video signal in its synthesis of sound. Pavlov’s attempted manipulations were answered by indecipherable transmissions from some distant, unknowable place. Stark waveforms drone and bend against skeletal metronomes; murmured pulses flicker down empty corridors; high fluorescent tones gleam and glitch in zero gravity – the mood throughout is one of generative whispers, hidden sentience, and ghosts in the machinery. A post-human terrain of scaffolding, shadows, and semi-conscious circuitry, rippling with veiled energies.
Authorship aside, Pavlov’s process is transformative: “What we perceive as an error or mistake could very well be a message coming through. And while we are not able to decipher the message, sometimes – just like from a crack in a surface, or a tear in fabric – a light unexpectedly seeps through.”
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The latest by Texan-turned-Angeleno progressive vaporwave producer Carlos Ramirez aka AURAGRAPH finds him shifting focus to the dance floor across eight chrome clockworks of cosmic acid house and liquid rave glide: New Standard. Inspired by lessons learned during a 5K mile American road trip tour in the summer 2022, he set to work in his Simi Valley Tuff Shed of synths and hardware, pursuing an explicitly DJ- friendly muse: “I realized I wanted to make a record where every track could go off in a live setting.”
These cuts do just that, revved and rhythmic, peppered with slap bass, Madchester whistles, filtered acid, gated snares, baggy cowbell, and sample pack classics – record scratches, orchestral stabs, the “Yeah! Woo!” from Lynn Collins “Think (About It).” Ramirez describes the process as immediate and instinctual: “I’d turn on the MPC, pick a tempo, and just improv – it was incredibly fun.”
From sleek freeway techno (“110 Cruising”) to arcade lurker acid (“Coast 2 Coast”) to big room bangers (“666 Ambience”), the tracks time-travel across the canon of club music, sifting tricks and styles to fashion fresh anthems of hypnagogic jack. It’s an album channeled as much as crafted, tapping into the decks of mythic warehouse infinities past and present, where the system rips all night and acid never dies.
Art and animation by Tor Lundvall, July-September 2023 : “The process of creating this animated video was very old school. It took about two months of continuous work to complete. I hand painted each individual frame with oils on small pieces of primed paper. After I photographed each frame, I'd rub down certain elements with a rag and work over other areas in order to create a sequence of movements. Nothing was pre-planned. No storyboard was used. The imagery flowed spontaneously and naturally, although I kept the lyrics in mind while I painted each sequence.” - Tor Lundvall
Originally released as a hand-numbered CD on New Year’s Eve of 2004, 'Last Light' captures Tor Lundvall’s hushed songcraft at its most ghostly and grayscale, stripped bare like branches bracing for winter. Initially conceived as “a piano album with sparse electronics” (with the working title 'November'), Lundvall’s palette steadily expanded, incorporating synthesizer, samples, bass, metronomes, and his signature spectral vocals. A journal entry from the spring of 2002 proved formative to his evolving vision: “I remember watching the blueish-grey light shimmering outside and hearing distant sounds echoing far away, eventually sinking into silence and stillness.”
The album’s 12 tracks are steeped in this sense of autumnal transience, of bearing witness to what fades. The music moves in whispered swells, between dirge, drift, and devotional. Synths chime like slow-tolling bells; percussion shuffles and shivers, icy and isolated; bass traces a low- lidded plod – it’s a mode both austere and seductive, lulling the listener into its landscapes of deepening dusk. Lyrically, Lundvall’s language skews observational and depressive (“through lace curtains / grey light falls / dark clouds gather / in my soul”), with each song like a gauzy glimpse into a different tableau framing winter’s descent: rust-colored leaves, frozen ponds, cold crescent moons.
Lundvall has long considered 'Last Light' a “personal favorite” in his discography, and it’s easy to hear why. In texture, finesse, and pacing, it vividly evokes the rare mood of fragile, frosty pastoral noir depicted in his iconic oil paintings. His is an art of the half-seen and half-remembered, of fleeting figures, shapes and shadows, and gathering darkness. Of all that disappears, and the ghosts that never leave: “So I wait / as the years / slowly drain the magic and the light / and the girl / I never loved / haunts me through the dark roads of my life.”
Tor Lundvall: Instagram https://found.ee/TorLundvallIG Bandcamp https://found.ee/TorLundvallBC Website https://found.ee/TorLundvallWeb Dais artist's page https://found.ee/DaisTorLundvall More from Tor Lundvall: https://found.ee/TorLundvall
Daylight falls in your eyes As the years pass you by Dead and gone
All your dreams left behind Crippled love, wasted time Dead and goneAURAGRAPH - Heatwave (Official Audio)Dais Records2023-09-26 | From AURAGRAPH's 'New Standard' - order on LP: https://found.ee/NewStandard
The latest by Texan-turned-Angeleno progressive vaporwave producer Carlos Ramirez aka AURAGRAPH finds him shifting focus to the dance floor across eight chrome clockworks of cosmic acid house and liquid rave glide: New Standard. Inspired by lessons learned during a 5K mile American road trip tour in the summer 2022, he set to work in his Simi Valley Tuff Shed of synths and hardware, pursuing an explicitly DJ- friendly muse: “I realized I wanted to make a record where every track could go off in a live setting.”
These cuts do just that, revved and rhythmic, peppered with slap bass, Madchester whistles, filtered acid, gated snares, baggy cowbell, and sample pack classics – record scratches, orchestral stabs, the “Yeah! Woo!” from Lynn Collins “Think (About It).” Ramirez describes the process as immediate and instinctual: “I’d turn on the MPC, pick a tempo, and just improv – it was incredibly fun.”
From sleek freeway techno (“110 Cruising”) to arcade lurker acid (“Coast 2 Coast”) to big room bangers (“666 Ambience”), the tracks time-travel across the canon of club music, sifting tricks and styles to fashion fresh anthems of hypnagogic jack. It’s an album channeled as much as crafted, tapping into the decks of mythic warehouse infinities past and present, where the system rips all night and acid never dies.
Ivan Pavlov aka CoH characterizes his latest solo work, 'Radiant Faults', as “the recording of a dialogue,” rather than a set of compositions. Crafted using a rare new synthesizer, the Silhouette Eins, Pavlov’s first encounter with the instrument across a long, late night session resulted in a continuous set of textures, patterns, and subliminal melodies. At some point during the process, he realized he was not alone: “It was as if something was speaking to me through the gear – the feeling was very intense. No matter how determined and specific I attempted to be, the results were something else. They felt like 'responses.’ This instantly reminded me of ELpH.”
ELpH is the name coined by Coil for a “celestial entity” that emanates from electronic equipment at mysterious moments, altering the creative process in unforeseen ways. They devised the term during studio sessions back in 1994, during which sustained software accidents ultimately seemed possessed of supernatural intelligence, spawning its own mythos. As a longtime member of Coil’s inner circle, Pavlov is steeped in ELpH’s ideology and influence – and highly qualified to identify an encounter of his own. Radiant Faults offers a compelling addition to the ELpH canon, at the threshold of music and manifestation, embracing the “divine quality of error.”
The Silhouette Eins is a unique instrument combining the 1920's concept of an "optical soundtrack" with a hardware synth interface to Pure Data: a visual programming language for producing interactive music, using real- time video signal in its synthesis of sound. Pavlov’s attempted manipulations were answered by indecipherable transmissions from some distant, unknowable place. Stark waveforms drone and bend against skeletal metronomes; murmured pulses flicker down empty corridors; high fluorescent tones gleam and glitch in zero gravity – the mood throughout is one of generative whispers, hidden sentience, and ghosts in the machinery. A post-human terrain of scaffolding, shadows, and semi-conscious circuitry, rippling with veiled energies.
Authorship aside, Pavlov’s process is transformative: “What we perceive as an error or mistake could very well be a message coming through. And while we are not able to decipher the message, sometimes – just like from a crack in a surface, or a tear in fabric – a light unexpectedly seeps through.”
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Originally released as a hand-numbered CD on New Year’s Eve of 2004, 'Last Light' captures Tor Lundvall’s hushed songcraft at its most ghostly and grayscale, stripped bare like branches bracing for winter. Initially conceived as “a piano album with sparse electronics” (with the working title 'November'), Lundvall’s palette steadily expanded, incorporating synthesizer, samples, bass, metronomes, and his signature spectral vocals. A journal entry from the spring of 2002 proved formative to his evolving vision: “I remember watching the blueish-grey light shimmering outside and hearing distant sounds echoing far away, eventually sinking into silence and stillness.” The album’s 12 tracks are steeped in this sense of autumnal transience, of bearing witness to what fades. The music moves in whispered swells, between dirge, drift, and devotional. Synths chime like slow-tolling bells; percussion shuffles and shivers, icy and isolated; bass traces a low- lidded plod – it’s a mode both austere and seductive, lulling the listener into its landscapes of deepening dusk. Lyrically, Lundvall’s language skews observational and depressive (“through lace curtains / grey light falls / dark clouds gather / in my soul”), with each song like a gauzy glimpse into a different tableau framing winter’s descent: rust-colored leaves, frozen ponds, cold crescent moons.
Lundvall has long considered 'Last Light' a “personal favorite” in his discography, and it’s easy to hear why. In texture, finesse, and pacing, it vividly evokes the rare mood of fragile, frosty pastoral noir depicted in his iconic oil paintings. His is an art of the half-seen and half-remembered, of fleeting figures, shapes and shadows, and gathering darkness. Of all that disappears, and the ghosts that never leave: “So I wait / as the years / slowly drain the magic and the light / and the girl / I never loved / haunts me through the dark roads of my life.”
Tor Lundvall: Instagram https://found.ee/TorLundvallIG Bandcamp https://found.ee/TorLundvallBC Website https://found.ee/TorLundvallWeb Dais artist's page https://found.ee/DaisTorLundvall More from Tor Lundvall: https://found.ee/TorLundvall
"Last Light" lyrics: Soft blue light is falling in Through my window Slowly fading deep within As the wind blows through my room Hear the tall trees whispering From my window Lying here and wondering Where the time goes Scared to make a move or even try So I wait here Fading as the years crawl slowly by Into darkness, far awayAURAGRAPH - 666 Ambience (Official Video)Dais Records2023-08-29 | "666 Ambience" from AURAGRAPH's 'New Standard' - order on LP: https://found.ee/NewStandard
The latest by Texan-turned-Angeleno progressive vaporwave producer Carlos Ramirez aka AURAGRAPH finds him shifting focus to the dance floor across eight chrome clockworks of cosmic acid house and liquid rave glide: New Standard. Inspired by lessons learned during a 5K mile American road trip tour in the summer 2022, he set to work in his Simi Valley Tuff Shed of synths and hardware, pursuing an explicitly DJ- friendly muse: “I realized I wanted to make a record where every track could go off in a live setting.”
These cuts do just that, revved and rhythmic, peppered with slap bass, Madchester whistles, filtered acid, gated snares, baggy cowbell, and sample pack classics – record scratches, orchestral stabs, the “Yeah! Woo!” from Lynn Collins “Think (About It).” Ramirez describes the process as immediate and instinctual: “I’d turn on the MPC, pick a tempo, and just improv – it was incredibly fun.”
From sleek freeway techno (“110 Cruising”) to arcade lurker acid (“Coast 2 Coast”) to big room bangers (“666 Ambience”), the tracks time-travel across the canon of club music, sifting tricks and styles to fashion fresh anthems of hypnagogic jack. It’s an album channeled as much as crafted, tapping into the decks of mythic warehouse infinities past and present, where the system rips all night and acid never dies.
More from Drab Majesty: https://found.ee/drabmajesty
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Since founding Swedish synthpop duo KITE in 2008, singer Nicklas Stenemo and keyboardist Christian Hutchinson Berg’s brooding fusion of cinematic electronics and anthemic pop has steadily elevated into a spectacle of passion, atmosphere, and communion. Their debut double-A vinyl single for Dais Records, Don't take the light away / Remember me captures KITE at their most urgent, thrilling and apocalyptic.
"Don't take the light away" is a song about “the war between energies,” with singer Stenemo’s wounded croon leading a rising tide of stabbing strings, pulsing percussion, and looming bass orchestrated by keyboardist Hutchinson Berg, surging to a mass-chanted chorus both desperate and triumphant (“dance, let them dance into me / people versus people can’t see / hands should be holding hands”). "Remember me" was written following the band's 2017 US tour, capturing the intense feelings of burnout and exhaustion. "Remember me, Won't you remember me, Promise you'll remember me."
Words only tell half of the story; smoke spills across the stage, and the melodies become a battle cry. Our worst fears eventually boil over, turning into hope and resilience. Like the best of KITE’s music, "Don't take the light away" and "Remember me" fuse theater and catharsis into anthems of universal yearning, born of “the struggle to keep a flickering candle lit in a very dark space.”
"Remember me" lyrics: Remember me Will you remember me Remember me Won't you remember me Promise you'll remember me Wanna… Want you to remember me Remember me Remember Remember won’t you member me Wanna… Want you to remember me Promise you'll remember me Want you to remember me Remember Remember won’t you member me I'll see to that you’ll remember me
Remember me Won't you remember me Remember me Won't you remember me Promise you remember me Want you to remember me Remember Remember won’t you member me
It’s true people die..CoH - reflections (Official Audio)Dais Records2023-08-08 | "reflections" from CoH's 'Radiant Faults": https://found.ee/RadiantFaults
Ivan Pavlov aka CoH characterizes his latest solo work, 'Radiant Faults', as “the recording of a dialogue,” rather than a set of compositions. Crafted using a rare new synthesizer, the Silhouette Eins, Pavlov’s first encounter with the instrument across a long, late night session resulted in a continuous set of textures, patterns, and subliminal melodies. At some point during the process, he realized he was not alone: “It was as if something was speaking to me through the gear – the feeling was very intense. No matter how determined and specific I attempted to be, the results were something else. They felt like 'responses.’ This instantly reminded me of ELpH.”
ELpH is the name coined by Coil for a “celestial entity” that emanates from electronic equipment at mysterious moments, altering the creative process in unforeseen ways. They devised the term during studio sessions back in 1994, during which sustained software accidents ultimately seemed possessed of supernatural intelligence, spawning its own mythos. As a longtime member of Coil’s inner circle, Pavlov is steeped in ELpH’s ideology and influence – and highly qualified to identify an encounter of his own. Radiant Faults offers a compelling addition to the ELpH canon, at the threshold of music and manifestation, embracing the “divine quality of error.”
The Silhouette Eins is a unique instrument combining the 1920's concept of an "optical soundtrack" with a hardware synth interface to Pure Data: a visual programming language for producing interactive music, using real- time video signal in its synthesis of sound. Pavlov’s attempted manipulations were answered by indecipherable transmissions from some distant, unknowable place. Stark waveforms drone and bend against skeletal metronomes; murmured pulses flicker down empty corridors; high fluorescent tones gleam and glitch in zero gravity – the mood throughout is one of generative whispers, hidden sentience, and ghosts in the machinery. A post-human terrain of scaffolding, shadows, and semi-conscious circuitry, rippling with veiled energies.
Authorship aside, Pavlov’s process is transformative: “What we perceive as an error or mistake could very well be a message coming through. And while we are not able to decipher the message, sometimes – just like from a crack in a surface, or a tear in fabric – a light unexpectedly seeps through.”
CoH: Bandcamp https://found.ee/CoHbandcamp Website https://found.ee/PostPop CoH on Dais https://found.ee/CoHdais
"Compiling Lamina was a process of excavation that felt more like psychoanalysis than sonic archaeology. I don’t usually listen back to music I create after it’s completed and released so this was a weirdly disorientating and strange process initially that became a window into my state of mind at the time these pieces were recorded. In the end the biggest problem going through the unreleased material was deciding what to leave out, at one point I had enough material for over 10 CD’s so the criteria then was to illustrate either my iterative process of composition or to include much older experiments that sound something wildly different to what I normally do but also somehow contain the seeds or traces of what I later did. One of the interesting things was the different versions of tracks from the 4 albums and finding all these different possibilities that end up being narrowed down to what made the cut for the final release." - Drew
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Record Release Show: 07/07 Phoenix, AZ at Rebel Lounge
West Coast August 2023: 08/02 Las Vegas, NV at Artifice 08/05 Santa Cruz, CA at Catalyst Atrium 08/06 San Francisco, CA at Rickshaw Shop 08/08 Portland, OR at Holocene 08/09 Seattle, WA at Barboza 08/11 Riverside, CA at The Hideaway Cafe 08/12 Los Angeles, CA at Lodge Room 08/13 San Diego, CA at The Whistle Stop ticket links at daisrecords.com/pages/tours
The latest by Arizona desert brotherhood Alex and Andrew Jarson aka Body Of Light further hones their smoldering strain of tempestuous synth-pop into a transformative suite of anthems, reveries, and reckonings: 'Bitter Reflection'. Written in the wake of 2019’s neo-EBM classic, 'Time To Kill', they sifted inspiration from hidden moments within their own arcana – childhood tapes, home movies, abandoned demos – asking themselves the question: “How can we make this grow?”
Sampled snippets of voice, noise, synth, and field recordings flicker in the periphery of these 11 tracks, murmuring like nostalgias half-forgotten, or displaced memories. It’s music pulled between twin flames of truth and desire, romanticization and reality, catharsis and control, born of a bond sealed by years, dreams, and blood.
Working with Telefon Tel Aviv co-founder Josh Eustis in Los Angeles, the brothers incorporated an expanded array of live instrumentation – piano, bass, saxophone, acoustic guitar – in addition to vintage Akai samplers, Moogs, and archaic hardware, giving the album an eclectic, unpredictable palette. Opener “Get It Right” showcases their impressive refinement: sleekly cold drum machinery builds to a swooning chorus of synths and piano, then suddenly slips into a dream sequence bridge of strummed guitar and echo-shrouded vocals, before surging back to the main melody. Throughout, the songs shift gears and moods in evocative ways, as if bending to fleeting thoughts or lengthening shadows. Simmering synth lament “Strike The Match” captures the Jarsons’ unique technique of co-crafted lyrics, accruing meaning as the world turns; though written long before, the track ended up being recorded the day Russia invaded Ukraine (“I fall asleep to the candlelight / things will be different but not tonight / it wouldn’t be like you to strike the match / over and over, I can’t understand”).
A trio of intriguing instrumentals deepen the album’s scope, echoing the duo’s early experimental era as part of the influential Ascetic House collective. “Fortia,” “Hyena,” and “Deepcolorlights” drift in a prismatic gauze of whispered synths and oblique minutia, in the spirit of Boards of Canada at their most hushed and haunted. Elsewhere the record spins through a gallery of the band’s ongoing fascinations: Depeche Mode- esque declarations of dread and excess (“This Conversation”), brooding dance floor epiphanies (“Out Of Season”), smooth Thomas Dolby city skyline melancholias (“Never Ever”), lovesick looking glass ballads laced with Art Of Noise orchestral stabs (“On This Day”). A new age demands new waves, and Body Of Light belongs at the forefront of a resurgent generation fusing modern methods with the sounds of futures past. Singer Alex Jarson sees their muse clearly, at the axis of anguished transition, temporal collapse, and, just possibly, the brink of hope: “Time is dysphoric. The dream breaks down. Everyone’s beginning to panic, but in the end something will come from it.”
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"Get It Right" lyrics: Step into the light You tried to crawl but then you broke the ice It’s hard to relive Caught in a cage with just a little advice And even when the sky’s blue I could never come through unprepared I took it all for granted Memories are branded Keep them there
It’s gonna take a long time Before we get it right This time Ohhh It’s gonna take a long time Before we get it right This time Ohhh
Step over the line It’s something calling from the other side But what do you give Played the game and then you paid the price And even when the sky’s blue I could never come through unprepared I took it all for granted Memories are branded Keep them there
(Don’t have to give) Ohhh (Don’t have to give) (Don’t have to give)
It’s gonna take a long time Before we get it right This time Ohhh It’s gonna take a long time Before we get it right This time Ohhh
(Don’t have to give) (Don’t have to give)Death Bells - Heaven Is Your Company (Official Video)Dais Records2023-06-13 | "Heaven Is Your Company" from Death Bells' 'Take My Spirit Now"': https://found.ee/TakeMySpiritNow
Video directed by Jeremy Stith Recorded by Colin Knight Mixed by Morgan Wright Mastered by Kern Haug Written and performed by Will Canning & Remy Veselis
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"Heaven Is Your Company" lyrics: She sings sweet memories Reverberating in my head She keeps the melody From slipping away
When you’re around I know I’ll run to you When it all comes down I know I’ll run to you ‘Cos heaven is your company And that I wouldn’t Trade for anything
No secret left to keep From you Or anyone I know And when I turn In my sleep I swear I feel your presence
When you’re around I know I’ll run to you When it all comes down I know I’ll run to you ‘Cos heaven is your company And that I wouldn’t Trade for anythingBody Of Light - Bitter Reflection (Official Video)Dais Records2023-05-23 | Body Of Light's "Bitter Reflection" out now: https://found.ee/BitterReflection
Starring: James Duval and Siyon Foster Director: Collin Fletcher Director of Photography: Travis Waddell Production: La Sombra Luminosa Additional Production: Oblique TV Editor: Alex Nicolaou Gaffer: Gilles O’Kane Production Designer: Emmett Tekstra Art Assist: Lauren Boucher Asst. to Mr. Waddell: Mitchell Dillon Color: Travis Waddell PA: Alex Castenada PA: Victor Andrade Special thanks to Jae Matthews Camera: CSLA Rentals Studio & G&E: Terraform LA Music written by Body of Light Music produced by Joshua Eustis Music mastered by Josh Bonati
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"Bitter Reflection" lyrics: What are you waiting for? I can feel you far away But no one’s on the other end, And it’s too far too late
If you get the message, I never left this line If you call I’ll ask for another day ‘Cause I don’t wanna let go It’s a bitter reflection spinning out of time Distantly bound, The wall’s coming down ‘Cause I don’t wanna let go...
One foot through the door I wanna see you face to face Nothing’s ever indirect, And it’s never too late
If you get the message, I never left this line If you call I’ll ask for another day ‘Cause I don’t wanna let go It’s a bitter reflection spinning out of time I won’t come around right now ‘Cause I don’t wanna let you down