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Karmacopia

from 2016 by 23trees

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The instant she landed on the keys, Karma bounced back, scaring herself and sending everybody else from drunken sleep into panicked frenzy. Oh, this was too nuclear, she thought while on a downwards trajectory towards another cacophonic thermonuclear explosion, this time everybody wakeful enough to direct their eyes, and their groggy anger towards the piano and the oddly jumping cat somersaulting all over the piano, covering every inch of seven-and-a-half-octave span of the keyboard. Somebody said throw some fucking water at the stupid cat, she'll wake up the whole neighbourhood. She? She'll wake the neighbourhood up, well that's really something coming from this drunken lot, that stopped screeching only until they lost consciousness from the bloody ethanol poisoning. Still a bucket of water, metaphorical or not, was not something Karma was willing to risk, so she quickly used her cat superpower, landing on her feet and with a glissando finale ran off from the room still dry and perfectly well. She was quite proud of herself. Well minus the water, not the bucket that was meant to make her wet, yuck, but she didn't get what she needed in the first place, a water to drink.

— Karma! Where are you bitch? Bitch? A bitch? Sh-sh-she, a bitch? Well, that was beyond rude it meant war! But what could a cat do to such drunken two-legged louts?

— Watch your language! — she heard from the tree-room. She's a cat, she's supposed to jump on the piano from time to time.

— Maybe a bucket of water might be good for you uncle, you've had quite a number of gin shots if you could still call cups for tea full to the brim with gin — shots. Karma, don't listen to uncle, he's far too angry because he's not earning enough to keep his skunks stay in his bed longer than a night, god knows that'd be too much for anybody, bless them. Karma started licking her paws, already not giving the slightest fuck about the noisy athletics she performed to the ungrateful audience next door.

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from 2016, released October 16, 2021

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I’m a soundscapist. These tracks are little cuts of my inner states. I create them on my fairly good headphones (AKG fyi), so I recommend listening on ones of your preference. These pieces should fuel your own inner narratives, they're not
performative. Liquid and morphing often, tracks can even disappear into oblivion. Albums solidify over time. Have access to all the mischief if you buy in. ... more

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