“60-minute selection of compositions improvised and performed live on a Moog Model- D, through a recent post-pandemic shift back to my home in Ladakh since June this year.
Retracing old steps and retrieving lost images from a non-existent memory hole.
These compositions breed from the pure and slow hostility of the silent rinse of each season in the cold-desert environments of Ladakh, Tibet, Kashgar, and Kyrgyzstan.
The moon howls back at the hounds tonight.
And the cold is seeping into the vast.
Konghur Tagh sleeps.”
Tracklist:
…And with God, their organs
Illtutmish
Interlude 葱岭
Yangon
Interlude ལ་དྭགས
Then she ate fire
A cold calling on a September evening
Karakoram
The Sword of King Gesar
The Hounds of Pamir w/ Ruhail Qaisar – 02/10/2020
