I’ve heard the sound of the soft wind
And its silence.
My wild meadow
Is still there.
Sometimes the starry sky was over there
After the ecstasy
It sank into the dark night soon
Even didn’t leave a shadow.
After the moon fell down to the void
The rest of my boundless life
There is no moon anymore.
Written in the wake of a life-threatening car accident, “riss” offers industrial tones both harrowing and ruminative. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 21, 2022
The new LP from Gregor Dys uses modular synths and samples to evoke the idea of memory, each hazy, beautiful song conjuring a specific mood. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 9, 2021