Ceremonial Abyss - at/then c62 cassette

Ceremonial Abyss - at/then
Recorded March 2026 in Iowa City, IA.

Side A - "at"
Side B - "then"

Total running time: 62 minutes

Off-white five-screw type I recycled ferric cobalt cassette in soft poly case. Insert printed on 80lb stock paper.

Edition of 100.

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at:

half open croonless stores of iodine (temper-loss, faceted) glaze-ed. All about how or why we are buried. Mettlesome rhetor covets the space above water & to yearn is the nights-long color. Blue jugular vehemence, yes, & so prime uncaused cause, or theophanic matter through benevolence. Kickaround the state (dual-trim air) where flash-lag-awe becomes word. Amphoras & phials. Licitness. Guttural fear. Swaying & fluttering & after dusk no difference no other (egress possible) in cawing reverie.
Limbs judder, knees squarecut bound the expanse of room, gold beveled edges from corner to tarp, yes, I said tarp (one decorative speaker grille) & this is sorrow-ette of textural vagrancy. Utter spinal array, nodes & motes of hours, a
harrowing brace of accord, yearning prism-ic fact, cinched grey area. Grammarians say that one pleasure rather than a headache, one speaker bracket, one leather-hinged loudspeaker, one 8” inch conduit powerline will help us quit loss: the point to open your soul for the self-rectification in careless surface. Ambient sex alley, dirty slot in windows, spoon beaten, anything beaten. Allusions in aenigmate.

then:

One lagoon of nations, one off-line balancer, one double-trace. One equivalent to a horn, a birde-mural of lean dice thou shalt throw of smoke, fire, water & light (oh your signature). Story-edge of day becalmed stopped evencalm otherwise defined as dreamer-ish ricorso shape on stairwell that itself snakes mid-tenement to rafters almost arrowing the room, a strange verticality. For the made-up visitor, a grim unfair zone trimmed with heat. Vividence of halting, fostering, alluding. Monotone descant to a point. East-coast cobbleway underslung. Understamp. Sky turquoise a quartet-ing. The streaks and strays at far perimeter. Air pine-like & well-watered. Here though no-longer near-at-hand when you wake this has all taken the flickering, myriad movement of signals and applied it to our strangely shared world of fragments - sadly, the most insistent structures of the past stop short of erasure, wavering yet persisting within the particulate. Riven, slack & tangled, a hint at dumb flight, the anthill of stuff, the rousers & skidding. Stalk-eyed thriller at 7pm. The modern sun. The drop down into the local city. The disiecta membra of sentences.

- Jane Lewty