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雲海に漂う
by desert sand feels warm at night
supported by 16 fans who also own “A R C T U R U S”
Just about had another trip with Astral Projection while listening to this. Every listen is an experience.
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夜道
by desert sand feels warm at night
supported by 15 fans who also own “A R C T U R U S”
The defining part of- and the most dealbreaking parts of slushwave is its vocals. Usually, slowed down vocals are more uncanny to me than anything, but Desert Sands, and this album in particular turn what is usually a turnoff into one of the most spectacular musical pieces ever. This whole album feels like you’ve been transported into a place transcending all known nations or environments, language or culture. This album leads you to explore your mind, and all the memories you’ve forgotten.
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夢の滝
by desert sand feels warm at night
supported by 14 fans who also own “A R C T U R U S”
this whole album got me through some terrible times in my life... absolutely beautiful and easily my favorite DSFWAN album.
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Music for Rainy Days
by Blinkhorn
Blinkhorn’s compositions bubble up from beneath the sound of actual rainfall, soothing and peaceful, surrounding you like a warm blanket.
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Rough Sentience
by Slava Dyadyun and Meltdownlove
No musical stone is left unturned on this bracing collaborative EP that swings from chillwave to hyperpop, making all stops in between.
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On vinyl for the first time courtesy of Geometric Lullaby, this dream synth epic spans moods and textures to create a soundworld all its own
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水に流す
by desert sand feels warm at night
supported by 14 fans who also own “A R C T U R U S”
The album cover here could have been any frame of any videotape. But that’s what Desert Sand Feels Warm at Night is- a tribute to memories, perhaps ordinary at the time. Perhaps so ordinary that they were more of habits or motifs than anything. The sorts of things that shape you, and that you forget. Now only the shadow of these things remain, which Desert Sand does justice to, by making it the center of our consciousness, if only for an hour or two.
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