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It lies down a back street to the hinterlands of memory, where a gate
opens to a foggy yard; wet grass, dripping leaves. Something is there:
sensed, but not seen. Something old: its shriveling chrysalis exposes a
rotting core. It emits the aroma of corruption. Once a fulsome object of
longing, now hollow, it sighs with the melancholy echo of a nightingale.
57970 midnight sun ~
He was looking at the icy water, raging alongside the ship, thinking how
terrible it would be to be left behind in this world of ice, alone without
help, to watch the ship disappearing into darkness. “My God,” the
Commander thought, peering into the black chaos. “Where am I? Who
am I?” Dialogue from the commander’s diary in the documentary film
„Повинность / Confession“ by Aleksandr Sokurov (1998).
Five new meditations based on source material used in two previous
filecasts. Tracks include:
- first light 5 minutes
- a shore veiled in mist 15 minutes
- night watch 17 minutes
- over and out 16 minutes
- under a midnight sun 5 minutes
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