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PS092 - Gunwale - Ceasing


A new waft of smoke and dust from Gunwale. Both intimate and utterly desolate. Ragged rumbling clang, tattered melodic phrases, and chalky textures rise and fall across the ridges and horizon. In the empty break of open space, a light channels through the haze and cuts through the chains, to the bone.


silver tape / soot imprint






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