Beyond the crystal sunset remains a grotto unlike any other. Palm trees as teal as Nick’s ‘92 Ford Thunderbird. A cave so secluded, the only light baring upon it shines directly through the cracks and into it’s heaven. Water clean enough you can hydrate forever on, as it replenishes faster than hot water in your old apartment. Sand temperatured at “About right” and the grains are like baby powered on your feet. Fish that jump out and ASK you to cook them as they light you fires and carve out skewers…
WELCOME, for you have reached cloudsound. “IIIII” isn’t the sounds that you hear at the moment of death, but is what is heard during your life’s rebirth. No, you’re not just cycling back through again, but it’s a different feel now. None of what you’re feeling is afterlife or a new body, but it’s how you breathe in air differently. Nothing like gills being to sneaky or blow-holes getting plugged, but the actual AIR is different here at cloudsound. Please, relax. Enjoy the rarity of it. And if you can’t come visit, Illuminated Paths got this feel on straight REEL in edition of 25, so grip cloudsound’s newest CS soapy mystics ASAP, or you’ll have to hunt down the tape and then maybe the location, and WHO has time for that? <3
• cloudsound: http://cloudsound.bandcamp.com
• Illuminated Paths: http://illuminatedpaths.bandcamp.com
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