Duh .418 by Tearpalm

"I took a night train with refugees out of town and after a completely insane invisible tour through most of the towns I lived in over the years, I ended up in a small subterranean room in a place my mother used to rent in Belgrade – cold turkey off my meds for clinical depression, ill and sad beyond imaginable, with a keyboard controller, Mom’s ancient PC and my guitar. One night I used a dictaphone to dispel the dread and sadness performing a little ritual: I let something in me surf AM radio in the kitchen for a couple of minutes, handing over control of my hands to something I did not entirely recognize as a part of my self. I met a ghost. And so will You, if You care to listen. It is still woven into warped waveform of that session and scant instrumentation I provided over time, feeling the same dismay that prevented me from creating music as I used to."

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This intimate recording, indeed a sound diary of sorts, finds Tearpalm revisiting its roots - showcasing a blend of musique concrète, early industrial music and sound collage, mostly avoiding any actual musicianship. Where present, instrumentation is minimal and lo-fi, executed with complete disdain for current music industry standards. Echoing 80s cassette culture DIY ethos and temporarily back to one-man thing of project's early days, Tearpalm delivers a solitary vision of utmost hopelessness of a life in an inhospitable Universe, plagued by mock choices and all-permeating sense of futility of all our actions.

Tracklist

1.	Duh .418	36:29

2.	Nova smrt	5:18

3.	Poslednji dah	2:16

Credits

released February 2, 2017

Marko Dabetić - sound art, mixing editing, keys, guitars, vocals and lyrics

Special thanks goes to dear friends Miloš Jovanović, Nikola Urošević and Ivan Jasiković for their honesty and insight they provided during final phase of production.

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