All music here is created, played and recorded by CandyCactus using the sounds from all over the places. I must sound as some kind of genius. Anyway, I dont't know how to mix well, so you will hear distorted sounds of an old man grinding coffee in Cuba, Kurdish friends singing in Lithuanian in Antakya, a woman playing panduri in Georgia, sounds of streets in Damascus and alarmsystems in Vilnius. Burn, listen and give it to friends. If you make money with it, tell me. Don't put it on parties and on rainy days, it could be depressing. Listen with headphones and enjoy! CC
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music is about making air move i thought. so i started
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after many years of wandering i came back to lithuania, the place where i was born. and had few thoughts.
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there was a tree outside. i could see it from my window. old tree, and in the evening nightingales would be singing, i could see all the roofs of vilnius from there. i was packing my stuff for the biketrip and trying to get rid of all my stuff and recorded this. vakaras means evening in lithuanian.
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i fell in love with a guy ersan. he fell in love with me too. but he he could not leave his world. this is about his world - sounds in places during my traveling by bike, and 'ezan', the muslim calling to the prayer listening from the bridges in istanbul, roofs of damascus, and from damascus gates in jerusalem. these were my soundletters to my friends from the biketrip. |
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