Kromeshna // Мартята CD
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The new label Besperech, which was born in Russia in March 2021, has arrived for the first time in Japan.
The first memorable work is the latest work by Kromeshna, who presides over Zaimka in the country.Includes 1 songs of ambient drone scape, 3 minutes, which make heavy use of ambient sounds.Digipak and shrink specifications.
Zaimka Other works Click here for more information. ///Click here to see more Zaimka releases available at Tobira.
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Zaimka:
"Album dedicated to the spring flood. When fish go to the fields through channels from the lakes to spawn. You used to sit on a bump with a spear and wait for the slightest splash. The gaze drowns in the arms of the sky and water. Last year's raspy grass has turned into a brown brew under the surface of the water. The rolls quietly murmur and the wind cut by the grass of marsh bumps. Small spiders, waiting for a new gust of wind, break It feels like you've been deaf and numb after spending the whole day in away from the bog and fly wherever they look. Myriads of transparent threads, saddled by microscopic riders, give birth to bizarre dances that can only be seen here and now. the field. The cheeks are already burning from the sun and wind. Squeaking your wading boots and picking up the catch, you quietly leave ... "
artist: Кромешна
label: Besperech
The new label Besperech, which was born in Russia in March 2021, has arrived for the first time in Japan.
The first memorable work is the latest work by Kromeshna, who presides over Zaimka in the country.Includes 1 songs of ambient drone scape, 3 minutes, which make heavy use of ambient sounds.Digipak and shrink specifications.
Zaimka Other works Click here for more information. ///Click here to see more Zaimka releases available at Tobira.
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Zaimka:
"Album dedicated to the spring flood. When fish go to the fields through channels from the lakes to spawn. You used to sit on a bump with a spear and wait for the slightest splash. The gaze drowns in the arms of the sky and water. Last year's raspy grass has turned into a brown brew under the surface of the water. The rolls quietly murmur and the wind cut by the grass of marsh bumps. Small spiders, waiting for a new gust of wind, break It feels like you've been deaf and numb after spending the whole day in away from the bog and fly wherever they look. Myriads of transparent threads, saddled by microscopic riders, give birth to bizarre dances that can only be seen here and now. the field. The cheeks are already burning from the sun and wind. Squeaking your wading boots and picking up the catch, you quietly leave ... "
artist: Кромешна
label: Besperech
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