Trawled

Over the last year or so, my esteemed friend and colleague, Dreynardine, has been trawling the mr oCean Archive of Unfinished Musicks and turning his finds into exquisite noise. And the result has emerged into the world:

I am absolutely delighted with it. It is unsettling at times, beautiful at times, noisy quite a lot of the time, and curiously ambient.

Here is Dreynardine’s description to accompany the 2nd part of the series, A Wimple, A Stain:

Deep on the oCean floor outside the bounds of natural light, a Dutch galleon decays regally. Strange eyeless creatures inhabit its portholes and the ancient timbers creak and groan. Elsewhere Poseidon plugs his axe into a cranked Fender tweed amp and shakes out an aquatic blues crackling passing jellyfish with sparks of electricity.

Enjoy the oddity!