The urban heat hacks out pieces of my mind and spits it out on the ground. I hear it sizzle like a meat patty on the grill. Hot winds blow from the NW. No matter if I look North or South all I see is sepia toned smoke drifting in. Summer's hot death is here too early. My only reprieve is night and an old Kmart fan. In a weird way night is always refreshing, especially the hours just before sunrise. It seems life should go on hold when the heat is this intense. This show expounds my mood just before the sun rises and reheats what was previously baked. Stay still. Conserve your energy and meditate upon thoughts of your inner presence. The inner presence is the only truth.
[128 minutes, 123 mb, 128kbps]
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00:00 Intro
02:00 The Machine, Moons Of Neptune
18:49 Egypt, Queen of All Time
27:59 Spacemen 3, Things Will Never Be The Same
33:57 Sleepy Sun, Sandstorm Woman
43:42 Loop, Torched
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48:19 Earthless, Sonic Prayer
69:21 Electric Moon, The Cosmic Creator
86:42 The Cosmic Dead, The Black Rabbit
105:28 Zomes, No. 3
113:41 Klaus Schulze, 1977 Radio Broadcast
127:07 Exit Dialogue
