This is Eddie lo-fi.
Chart-topper.
Listening now, enjoying. Care to elaborate on the circumstances surrounding the Sri Lankan bit?
EDIT yeah I like this one a lot kind of has like a creepy astral projection kind of vibe. Good late night music.
Happy you dig it and that you caught an astral projection vibe. That’s been a part of my life for a long time and tends to sneak through in my ambient stuff. The whole ka-baalim project I had was mostly all that vibe.
As for Sri Lanka, living in Abu Dhabi has given my girlfriend and I a lot of chance to travel and we’ve been to Sri Lanka twice. The first time it, we were really jet lagged, being driven around by this awesome driver and having very vivid violent nightmares every night. I’ve never been to a land that felt more literally blood soaked, and yet it was also very picturesque and pretty. Wisanta our guide also told us a lot about what it was like living there during the Tamil Tigers times, which was crazy. The Tigers would wipe out entire villages of people in the night.
The clay hut was actually a part of a cool eco-resort we stayed at that is right next to the monkey lands (parts of the jungle no people live in). Lots of amazing wildlife all around there, very peaceful. Still nightmares but not the same sort of violence seeping out of the earth.
To waffle on even more, the car tour we did was visiting the sites from the Hindu epic the Ramayana. The whole idea of Lanka being the abode of Ravana, the demon king from the Ramayana, made the recent violence seem to be part of a multi-thousand year cycle, which is really creepy in a way.
The Earth is Thirsty for Blood is getting serious rotation at my house. It’s really good. When I first played it, I was immediately reminded of Underworld’s “Pearl’s Girl,” but then it went in a really bizarre place and spooked me real nicely.
No Tomorrow is a quick walk in a familiar park that leads to you getting inexplicably and pleasantly lost.
Blot Out the Sun With Sex is a few sleepless nights spent dealing with things you don’t have to and thinking about things you ought not, leading to you passing out and having the most surreal dream and inevitably waking up with a hard-on.
The Earth is Thirsty for Blood, though… It’s different. It’s like waking up one morning and realizing that the skin you’re wearing isn’t your own, but somehow, as you pour yourself a cup of coffee and take a bite out of a piece of toast spread with blackberry jam, you realize it’s no big deal.
I’ve been awake for too damned long. Long live Eddie.
That’s a wild description Ice, as the most resonant nightmare I had in Sri Lanka was precisely about being replaced/taken over. In my dream a gem could be cut in a specific “demon cut” wherein if you looked at the cut gem right some other force would invade your body without you realizing it.