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*2026 stock* What goes on inside a cell? What might it sound like? Inspired by tiny processes and interactions Organelles presents a sonic imaginary of intracellular operations. Cells are busy: folding proteins, exchanging gases, creating energy, growing, dividing, mutating and communicating. Likened to minute factories or warehouses, organelles are the entities which perform the specialised tasks which enable cellular life.
So often explored visually, this album offers one version of what the a…
For the players, chess is a game of competition. Defeat the opponent by surpassing their strategic prowess. A neutral spectator is able to embrace the kinetic serenity of what the players create together. The game unfolds as a slow pendulum swing, the players trading tiny motions between calculative stretches of silence, the black and white pieces intermingling and thinning over the axis of time. Heery's album hinges on a dialogue between two synthesised elements - a patient electronic surge and…
What does a venue sound like? One might approach this question by assessing the technicalities of how it handles sound: the room acoustics, the quality of the PA etc. Instead, this trio seek answers by enlivening those loose inanimates strewn silently around the venue’s edges – whatever the players could find throughout the backrooms and corners. Pots, pans, dud domestic appliances and old bicycles are hauled up from the groundfloor basement of Punctum in Prague, along with a few stones and tree…
"The primary instrument here is an empty industrial workspace, which funnels the sounds of the outside through a process of grand refraction. The offhand trills of tiny birds are gathered and stretched into the stirrings of an imaginary orchestra, while the murmurs of distant crowds are recast as choral hums that seep out of the building’s surfaces. Contact mics are attached to the walls, floors and windows – a process through which Vickridge inverts the typical depiction of industrial spaces as…
*2026 stock* A churn of electronic noise is flung into dialogue with the smeared and manipulated bleats of a seagull horn, the former like the grind of agricultural machinery, the latter like prolonged saxophone missives or doppler-arced racetrack noise. We encounter many moments like this throughout Stratigraphy: gushes of clashing colour, sudden illuminations of jagged edges. This is how Kate Carr and Cath Roberts resist the absolute fusion of their respective sound worlds, rekindling our awar…
*2026 stock* "One way to interpret Vernon’s evocation of Brussels is as a patchwork of interdependent absences. We hear numerous spoken stories, yet none of them in full; details are lost to magnetic erasure, to the truncations of compositional editing, to the recollective limits of fallible minds. A voice hesitates as it recounts an early memory of falling. Another falters into damaged tape as it describes a trip into the forest, words sunken irretrievably under disruptive plosives. Into these …
*2026 stock* In the rural terrain of Prespes, Greece, Viv Corringham emits a croak that mimics both a passing bee and the clucking of a distant chicken, straddling their sonic similarities, drawing both animals into unexpected kinship. In Muenster, Germany, she traces the undulation of air billowing through a train station, suddenly dragging the rhythm to the foreground of our attention. As with the first instalment of Soundwalkscapes, her voice is used to revive a “lost river”, this time focusi…
*2026 stock* Carr and Donohoe eschew the typical depiction of a storm as a linear escalation. Instead they illuminate the multitude of comings-and-goings that occur throughout its lifecycle: the quietening of birdsong, the thickening and dispersal of the wind, the ever-changing texture of the rain. The title itself is an act of misdirection. Most of the runtime concerns the storm’s prelude (it’s a full half-hour before we hear the first rumble of thunder), and we’re ushered into a fadeout before…
*2026 stock* "Little Feats is a quiet abandonment of answers and exactitudes. A slow luxuriation in the riddle, the failure, the irredeemably off-kilter. Despite these four compositions pulling from different thematic sources, all are bound by a spaciousness that continually strands us between the conclusion of the last gesture and the commencement of the next. Great swathes of the record are compositionally “silent”, with the instruments falling away to reveal the album’s irreducible base: a fi…
*2026 stock* "Magnetic Tape is able to record, store and playback audio recordings. It enables repetition and the capturing of time in a sonic shape. It frees listening from the confines of chronology and thus of history and creates a sonic pluriverse where everything can be played at once, again and again sounding between the familiar and the unfamiliar the particular darkness of the human heart and the peculiar density which surrounds everything that is real. Thus giving access to time’s plast…
Indefinite Boundary is proud to present the debut release from Savage – a producer with one of the greatest archive of beats the world has yet to hear. Savage was most active during the turn of the century in Philadelphia, PA. His instrumentals found their way onto local mixtapes, radio sessions and underground events in West Philadelphia and Center City with a mythical, legendary status.
Savage – Archives Vol.1 offers a comprehensive retrospective of the artist's output circa 2003-2005. Clearly…
An all-aluminum guitar, 100-watt amplifiers pushed to blowout, two sides charting alternate trajectories through sludge, drone, and ferocious free improvisation.
On Forever Neon Lights, James Adrian Brown swaps Pulled Apart By Horses’ guitar-slinging volatility for luminous, emotionally charged instrumentals, threading analogue synths, tape machines and strings through a glowing meditation on childhood wonder, creative stubbornness and hard-won hope.
On Situations | Useless Mouths, The Mistys pivot from solitude to shared euphoria, channelling restless electronics and Beth Roberts’ shapeshifting vocals into a bright, subversive celebration of joy as fuel, shelter and quietly defiant energy.
On Stars of the Wayside, Twilight Sequence traps an evening in Sherborne’s The Beat and Track: Matthew J Saunders threading slow‑mutating loops, semi‑modular pulses and live sampling through the racks, turning a tiny shop into a softly glowing synth observatory.
On Sun Angle, Solar 76 folds 90s tech‑ and deep‑house DNA into a lucid, slow‑burn vision of the future we never got: warm, utopian machine music that imagines a socially and ecologically advanced 2020s and then quietly scores it.
On Patterns in Condensate, Phexioenesystems turns Peter Blasser’s Plumbutter and a humble JV‑1010 into a quietly radical study of “meaningless sound,” letting stressed circuits, presets and failed window seals sketch their own accidental poetry.
On Inner Storm, Seth Price channels a deeply personal rupture into four raw, single‑take synthesizer improvisations, turning real‑time manual control, LFO pulses and live pedal work into a stark study of emotion, process and duration.
On Colonial Vipers, various artists from the Dutch Trumpett orbit condense the 1982 home‑taping surge into 13 rare tracks of minimal synth, DIY cold wave and concrete industrial atmospherics, finally transferred from cassette obscurity to heavyweight vinyl.
Several years after the release of ‘Metamorphosis’ (with Sid Hille), Multicast Dynamics (Samuel van Dijk) reemerges on Astral Industries with ‘Circles’ - an enchanting two-part work venturing into deep unconscious realms. Sonic landscapes unfold in a sequence of hidden spaces and intimate revelations, featuring detailed sound design and rich thematic content.
Circle One initiates the process, opening gently with glassy drones and the patter of distant voices. A faint light shimmers through swir…