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Propter Hoc – Ask Dr. Mueller [2⊘23]

Little-known Propter Hoc [adv. lat.] meaning “because of this” hails from the Scottish borders of the U.K., self-described as coldwave, darkwave, and post-punk, of which little else is known. You almost wonder that he even bothers to have social media accounts as he shares new releases and little else. Though to be fair, he does seem modest perhaps to a fault. “Endless night, Black orchids. The lights are naked, And I’m eclipsed … Continue reading Propter Hoc – Ask Dr. Mueller [2⊘23]

PINK TURNS BLUE ~ Not Gonna Take It [2⊘22]

There is a story-turned-philosophy, that even its author does not believe. A philosophy that each of us is actually each other. This is the “Egg Theory“, so-called for Andy Weir’s short story “The Egg”. In it, I am you, you are me, and we are all one individual, at any time over the history of … Continue reading PINK TURNS BLUE ~ Not Gonna Take It [2⊘22]

Jonathan Bree ~ Until We’re Done [2⊘2⊘]

From inauspicious beginnings, musical genius evolves. Auckland kiwi Jonathan Bree’s youthful start began at the ripe old age of 9 when he wrote his first song ‘Rebecca’ about a primary school crush. This would quickly ramp up to playing drums with 20-year-olds in an average goth band by age … Continue reading Jonathan Bree ~ Until We’re Done [2⊘2⊘]

Fragrance. ~ Crawling To The Void [2⊘19]

Groove-drenched for enhanced danceability, ‘Crawling To The Void” is a gentle if affable invitation to a façade-hidden abyss of hyper-synesthesia. The song a spellbinding shimmery concoction of witch’s brew mixed Love Potion #9 and the second to be served here behind luscious song ‘Heatwave’. “I’m falling in a void, If you’re coming for some more, If you crawl and dance, You could see me across, You should dance again, Oh yeah, dance … Continue reading Fragrance. ~ Crawling To The Void [2⊘19]