I awoke one day to find a mysterious CDR beside my nightstand. Upon listening to it, I was greeted with silence. After about 6 minutes, I heard a voice, strangely, my own. For the rest of 66 minutes, there were segments of sound followed by silences. Always, though, the underlying, unintelligible voice kept repeating the same word, sometimes for a constant 18 minutes. I cut away the silences and excess chanting and assembled them into this collection. Upon playing the sounds in reverse, I was only able to divine a single word, which I included a segment of the reversed chanting at the end. "Suffering." I seemed to have repeated in reverse. I have no recollection of this occurrence and can only assume the hand of another in this.
released February 4, 2013
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