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Irreversible Entanglements - Protect Your Light (2023)

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Irreversible Entanglements - Protect Your Light (2023)

Irreversible Entanglements - Protect Your Light (2023)
EAC Rip | FLAC (tracks+log+.cue) - 282 Mb | MP3 CBR 320 kbps - 104 Mb | 00:45:14
Avant-Garde Jazz, Spoken Word, Female Vocal | Label: Impulse! Records

Camae Ayewa (Moor Mother) leads the Irreversible Entanglements quintet on a cool, swaggering 4th album of punk soul-inspired free jazz jams.

Moor Mother - Jazz Codes (2022)

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Moor Mother - Jazz Codes (2022)

Moor Mother - Jazz Codes (2022)
EAC Rip | FLAC (tracks+log+.cue) - 340 Mb | MP3 CBR 320 kbps - 120 Mb | 00:51:28
Nu Jazz, Hip-Hop, R'n'B, Electronic, Experimental | Label: ANTI- Records

Jazz Codes is Moor Mother's second and latest album for Anti- and a companion to her celebrated 2021 release Black Encyclopedia of the Air.

Moor Mother - Analog Fluids of Sonic Black Holes (2019)

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Moor Mother - Analog Fluids of Sonic Black Holes (2019)

Moor Mother - Analog Fluids of Sonic Black Holes (2019)
EAC Rip | FLAC (tracks+log+.cue) - 241 Mb | MP3 CBR 320 kbps - 98 Mb | Covers included | 00:34:57
Electronic, Industrial Hip-Hop, Poetry, Experimental | Label: Don Giovanni Records

Analog Fluids of Sonic Black Holes is a new full-length by Philadelphia based artist, poet, and musician, Camae Ayewa, who performs under the name Moor Mother.

Nicole Mitchell & Moor Mother - Offering: Live at Le Guess Who (2020)

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Nicole Mitchell & Moor Mother - Offering: Live at Le Guess Who (2020)

Nicole Mitchell & Moor Mother - Offering: Live at Le Guess Who (2020)
EAC Rip | FLAC (tracks+log+.cue) - 206 Mb | MP3 CBR 320 kbps - 106 Mb | Covers included | 00:45:19
Experimental Electronic, Ambient, Spoken Word | Label: Don Giovanni Records

Shimmering columns of light will guide you, a grand synesthesia riding on a kaleidoscope, oscillating between hushed moments, where sound unfolds the firmament, unfurled like a cloak upon the shoulders of the real world. Listen: this is not a “track”, a circular appendage looped around a spindle and activated by some muscular stone on stylus. Too many people bled for the diamond there, too many questions remain trapped in the groove. What to do then, besides move the listener beyond the traps of expected sonics and into a menagerie, away from the strange hook of the promise of shelf-space or the obsessive atonal drone of, in fact, obsession? Here it is: live on wax, as it were, a breathing, living thing, pulsating on its own, lifting into the ether to announce itself, to nestle into the crevices of your dusty IKEA storage units. Move this mysticism in!