John Battema Virginia
Electronic musician from the NOVA area and member of the metal/prog/fusion band Ephemeral Sun.
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Lord of Hounds
by Ephemeral Sun
supported by 11 fans who also own “Of the Mountains and Glaciers, They'll Never Speak”
Among the best instrumental prog albums I've heard: brilliant musicianship, lots of light and shade; will appeal to heavy Rockers as well as symphonic proggers - love it!
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supported by 10 fans who also own “Of the Mountains and Glaciers, They'll Never Speak”
The new live EP by Ryan W. Stevenson's project reminded me, that this debut album must have been gone down the wishlist... If instrumental Canterbury stuff is your thing, this should be a no-brainer. Firmly rooted in the past (late 60s, 70s), nevertheless with a fresh sound. Guests incude The Tangent's Andy Tillison and Soft Machine's Theo Travis.
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Imaginary Mountains
by Ghost Rhythms
supported by 9 fans who also own “Of the Mountains and Glaciers, They'll Never Speak”
No one does music quite like Camille and Xavier do. I see their music as being akin to soundtracks for unfilmed movies. In this instance it is a movie about explorers of mountainous terrain, perhaps the terrain of our lives. Merci pour cette musique si intrigante. :-)
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Return All Robots! Original Soundtrack
by zircon
featured on Bandcamp Radio Nov 5, 2013
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Giddy deep house from Melbourne, the new LP from Sleep D fizzes with worked-up rhythms and ping-ponging pads.
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Prepare Part II
by Basani/B.S.A.
Six bangers from Johannesburg, South Africa that deliver bright & melodic deep house with a subtle, pulsing rhythm.
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supported by 8 fans who also own “Of the Mountains and Glaciers, They'll Never Speak”
Mysterious, yet nostalgic, Isolubilia is truly an ode to the romance found in the pursuit of a mystery. Musically rich in turbulence and serenity, majesty and humbleness, this album made me feel both lonely, yet understood as an isolated individual. Perhaps we're all fellow romantics, looking up at the same night sky, trying to wring our own meaning out of the stars. I hope that pursuit never ends.
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