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In Hortum

by Ame de boue

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    The nocturnal sound work of Parisian musician Dasz Kowalski wears an expansive palette of musical styles, combined to form an exotic gestation ripe with darkness. A sound journey akin to a walk in the existential garden of being. Human voice versed in various tongues with organic and electronic accompaniment. A strange neighbor to the worlds of Pop and Wave. A soul of mud in the garden.

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1.
Ostium 01:34
2.
Gaunt in gloom The pale stars wave their torches Faint illumine Ghost fires from heaven verges Arches on soaring arches Night's sindark nave Seraphim The lost hosts awaken To service till Each lapses muted dim In moonless gloom She has shaken her thurible And long and loud To night's nave upsoaring Cloud on cloud Voidward from the adoring Waste of souls As the bleak incence surges
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4.
Mooncat ˚ 04:02
5.
Somewhere by the trees I found a piece of your heart I hung it up on the moon for the night I was joining your dance around the fires I followed your feets, I followed your arms To brush against the brambles, to loyter on the ground, With a game of hips, our feets and hands bound With your cheeks full of mud, I was drining your words You didn't let me feel when it came to blood With my knees on the ground and a rose in my mouth Like an abandonned dog in the darkest night
6.
Untergang 03:16
Die Schatten werden dann zur Dunkelheit Die Sterne wachen nacheinander auf Was für ein süsser Duft von Nostalgie strömt in die lange, warme Nacht Auf dem Ozean der Traüme geht meine Seele zur deiner Seele zum Untergang
7.
Le terrier 03:15
J'ai creusé un grand trou qui ne mène à nulle part Protégé de ce monde Dormir à l'abri des regards Mes heures s'écoulent entre torpeur et profond sommeil J'ai creusé mon terrier J'ai creusé mon nid douillet J'ai creusé mon terrier Ma cachette pour l'éternité Pendant ce temps quelque part l'ennemi creuse en silence Dans la terre meuble et noire sournoisement il se rapproche Le terrier lentement se change en tombeau
8.
Un rai de soleil frappe le sommet de mon genou où la sueur perle, luisante Ce n'est pas une surface habituelle où transpirer Non non, on y glisse, on s'y écorche, on s'y plie au gré d'un craquement, on s'y cogne, on s'y abat, lorsque le crâne ronfle alors que l'on est recroquevillé sur cet angle cabossé. Une gouttelette rosée, salée, salopée, se laisse aller jusqu'à l'un de mes pieds, figuré dans l'espace par de grossiers traits de crasse. La bulle éclate, vibre l'atmosphère. La poussière valse et vient se ficher dans mes pores, bouche bée Je gratterai cette fissure sur le mur Y insérerai un doigt puis trois doigts puis mon corps en entier Me griffant les membres au passage Presser les parois et en faire jaillir du sens en longues trainées visqueuses
9.
Gods are dead And we beware of our dreams We came out of the void We contemplate it Before we dive inside A young woman lies, dead, on the doorstep An unpayed crime But the world stops We listen, we listen, But the univers has nothing to say
10.
Vivamus mea Lesbia, atque amemus, rumoresque senum severiorum omnes unius aestimemus assis! soles occidere et redire possunt: nobis cum semel occidit brevis lux, nox est perpetua una dormienda. da mi basia mille, deinde centum, dein mille altera, dein secunda centum, deinde usque altera mille, deinde centum. dein, cum milia multa fecerimus, conturbabimus illa, ne sciamus, aut ne quis malus inuidere possit, cum tantum sciat esse basiorum.
11.
In your garden reigns a deep akward silence In your garden made of fallen trees In your garden leafs skimmed by the wind In your garden a quiet anguish underlying In your garden wolves are staring at the clouds In your garden some dead memories are buried In your garden roses blossom in the mud In your garden a jumble of your feelings
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credits

released November 13, 2020

All songs composed and recorded by Dasz
Between 2017 & 2019
Text by James Joyce *
Violin by Marietta Fox ˚
Text & Voice by Rebecca De Monfreid#
Text by Catullus +
Trumpet by Françoise Cousin •

Mastering by Saša Rajković in Sensorium Studio
Cover by Richard Vergez

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