Invocation of My Demon Summer

sunset burning a hole in my brain over eight (!?) years’ time

mood

Cafe Flesh (dir. Stephen Sadayian; 1982)

post-human performance art erotica, damn near the most outrageous//gorgeous otherworld freak transmission we’ve seen so far this year.

real life is still catching up to visions as wild as this (and probably always will be)

Voice Actor return with a second album of holographic ambient dream-weaving, here in exceptionally hazed form bolstered by Chain Reaction style dub vapours coming like the Hype Williams x Vainqueur hookup of our dreams. Aye, it’s a special one.

bit.ly/3ZTWAUR

luv getting film back because sometimes it reminds me that I’m breathing even when it doesn’t always feel that way

anyways,
keepin those eyes open for now

b*tch4b*ach

demo(n)=select lives 1.11 tapes are here for the dawn of spring

available at havensden.bandcamp.com or via care package / local dropoff

positively went OFF at the State Park this afternoon

💅✨💅

winter sads hates to see the soft boy coming

yesterday was a good day because we spent some time in the sun, also because we got our DJ Python - Mas Amable vinyl in the mail // and also because we watched Critters 2 after all of that

Hukkle (2002; dir. Gyorgy Palfi)

synesthetic ASMR cinema; also a murder-mystery, albeit one that’s about as abstracted as they come and heavily features audio/visual texture over dialogue

like witnessing the birth of a new language; just front to back sublime

new 4K restoration looks incredible

demo(n)=select lives 1.11
havensden.bandcamp.com

sun goes down again // face goes numb again // I get warm again // melt it all off again

((w/ dear friend Harry))

two lights on a Tuesday // sun feels good // hang in there cause I luv ya

Call it deep reggaeton, avant-dembow, whatever; DJ Python’s ‘Mas Amable’ is a modern classic, a sidewinding trip through slippery, mutable 90/180bpm ballistics for lovers of rhythm & sound of all shapes and colours...

2025 pressing, now shipping

bit.ly/2IDrUi7

Slowdive wall of sound // no Prayer Remembered, so I didn’t cry, but that’s fine // grateful to be well outside of any townie phase I might’ve had // portland bars are objectively depressing regardless of time ov year

pov: pregaming before the shoegaze concert

mood

Perfect Days (2023; dir. Wim Wenders)

one of my favorite films of its year, the kind that slowly mutates in front of you in gorgeously understated ways

an ode to embracing the full spectrum of the emotional human experience, to silence and slowness.

love it so much // makes me ugly cry

feeling afterglow, will not be deleting later

🥓💕🥓

Mads (2024; dir. David Moreau)

exhilarating “one-take” zombie (pre) apocalypse jam, extremely French and sort of like if Gaspar Noe directed a pure genre exercise

immersive without feeling pretentious and features a trio of totally feral performances that anchor the sheer animalism of the trip

low tide is the best tide // easier to have luv for texture but sometimes people are kinda like that too

spoonfuls of shimmer

nice & breezy sunset walk with my pal Shannon 🫠

probably go to the beach more in the wintertime than in the summer // love the quiet // love the skeletal slowness /// few things hit like getting warm again after your face starts going numb

Lashes, by Hysterical Love Project 12 track album

motionward.bandcamp.com/album/lashes

✨💋✨

Falcon Lake (2022; dir. Charlotte Le Bon)

wildly confident debut, a coming of age story with the unsanded edges of creeping supernatural horror

feels like floating down a shimmery river in midsummer; love when a movie feels sorta lyrical in form, which this Dronecore Drama surely does