Cloud Seeding by Last Days of Shortwave
"They watched the landscape, sitting side by side
—An Odeon went past, a cooling tower,
And someone running up to bowl—and none
Thought of the others they would never meet
Or how their lives would all contain this hour.
I thought of London spread out in the sun,
Its postal districts packed like squares of wheat:
"There we were aimed. And as we raced across
Bright knots of rail
Past standing Pullmans, walls of blackened moss
Came close, and it was nearly done, this frail
Travelling coincidence; and what it held
Stood ready to be loosed with all the power
That being changed can give. We slowed again,
And as the tightened brakes took hold, there swelled
A sense of falling, like an arrow-shower
Sent out of sight, somewhere becoming rain".
(From 'The Whitsun Weddings'
by Philip Larkin - http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/178047 )
Credits
Written and Produced by Thom Carter. Copyright Self Released Records 2011. All Rights Reserved. [SRR_003]
License
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Analog synths and a real-live-human-being meet the digital world in search of base reality. Inspired by sci-fi, cryptocurrency and theoretical math and physics, this is music made to think to.