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Style: Psychedelic Progressive Acoustic Folk Rock Instruments: Acoustic guitars, mellotron, soft drums, piano, flute, ambient textures

Style: Psychedelic Progressive Acoustic Folk Rock Instruments: Acoustic guitars, mellotron, soft drums, piano, flute, ambient textures

Heavy fuzz, hypnotic grooves, and desert heat — perfect for when the world slows down and you just float in sound. Featuring thick bass, vintage fuzz, and cosmic guitar layers, this mix blends the meditative weight of Doom Metal with the warm haze of Stoner Rock — a slow ritual beneath the low sun.

Heavy fuzz, hypnotic grooves, and desert heat — perfect for when the world slows down and you just float in sound. Featuring thick bass, vintage fuzz, and cosmic guitar layers, this mix blends the meditative weight of Doom Metal with the warm haze of Stoner Rock — a slow ritual beneath the low sun.

Heavy fuzz, hypnotic grooves, and desert heat — perfect for when the world slows down and you just float in sound. Featuring thick bass, vintage fuzz, and cosmic guitar layers, this mix blends the meditative weight of Doom Metal with the warm haze of Stoner Rock — a slow ritual beneath the low sun.

Heavy fuzz, hypnotic grooves, and desert heat — perfect for when the world slows down and you just float in sound. Featuring thick bass, vintage fuzz, and cosmic guitar layers, this mix blends the meditative weight of Doom Metal with the warm haze of Stoner Rock — a slow ritual beneath the low sun.

to play southern rock around the house when I was a kid. I’d fall asleep to the sound of guitars, harmonies, and those long, winding songs that somehow felt like home. That music stuck with me. It’s the sound of my childhood—of long drives and warm nights, of my mom singing along and my dad turning the volume up just a little too high.

to play southern rock around the house when I was a kid. I’d fall asleep to the sound of guitars, harmonies, and those long, winding songs that somehow felt like home. That music stuck with me. It’s the sound of my childhood—of long drives and warm nights, of my mom singing along and my dad turning the volume up just a little too high.

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Atmospheric opener with slow slide guitar and Moog layers, like a heartbeat waking inside an empty control room. Soft Rhodes chords, gentle bass, and intimate vocals. A hymn to distance and time, where love becomes vibration.

Atmospheric opener with slow slide guitar and Moog layers, like a heartbeat waking inside an empty control room. Soft Rhodes chords, gentle bass, and intimate vocals. A hymn to distance and time, where love becomes vibration.

Recovered and remastered in the spirit of the Lost Tapes Archives, these sessions explore the distance between sound and memory — a slow-burning dream made of tape hiss, echo, and dust.

Recovered and remastered in the spirit of the Lost Tapes Archives, these sessions explore the distance between sound and memory — a slow-burning dream made of tape hiss, echo, and dust.

Recovered and remastered in the spirit of the Lost Tapes Archives, these sessions explore the distance between sound and memory — a slow-burning dream made of tape hiss, echo, and dust.

Recovered and remastered in the spirit of the Lost Tapes Archives, these sessions explore the distance between sound and memory — a slow-burning dream made of tape hiss, echo, and dust.