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[frameworklabel]

Lost Air - Cloudmirror - FRAME007. Out now on Framework

https://frameworklabel.bandcamp.com/album/cloudmirror

[frameworklabel]

Lost Air - Cloudmirror LP out now

I am excited to share that the latest release from the Framework label is out now!

"Cloudmirror" is the first release from Lost Air, a Massachusetts-based experimental sound project. Comprised of eight instrumental pieces, the album floats through a suite of somber, aural meditations that transfigure personal grief and disorientation into atmospheric, minimalist tone poems.

Blending textured field recordings, delicate acoustic orchestrations, and dark ambient soundscapes, the gauzy stretch of tracks lace to form an intricate, cohesive whole. The result is sonically hazy and ethereal, true to the solitary, conscious moments that inspired these sounds. In the deepest breaths of "Cloudmirror", chamber-like melodies collapse into windswept, decomposing noise, and a spectral sense of reflection presents itself.

A product of Framework

Available now on LP, CD, and download from the Framework bandcamp page

Enjoy!

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[frombrahams]

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Her tongue moves across her bottom lip ta wet it slightly, emerald hues starin up tha fuck into tha blue eyez of her pimp as he gently caressed tha side of her grill yo. Dude had no clue how tha fuck much hearin dat meant ta herâ€"- how tha fuck much dat lil' small-ass tender moment dat tha two of dem just shared straight-up meant. 

Da lil' small-ass handz dat was once grippin nervously all up in tha sheets as she awaited his ass pushed off tha mattress, standin up as her big-ass booty stood slightly on tha tipz of her toes up in order ta press her lips against Warren’s. 

"Yo ass can do whatever you want wit me n' I’ll do anythang you tell me to," her big-ass booty stated once movin away; givin his ass complete n' total control as her final birthdizzle gift ta his muthafuckin ass. "I’ll even let you put it wherever you want," aiiightâ€"- well, dat was kind of a joke, her wack grin was givin dat much away but her big-ass booty still meant tha lyrics.

[go-to-abadmoonrisin]

THE BIRTHDAY THREAD THOUGH. 

His eyes follow her as she pushes her muthafuckin ass off tha bed, his breathang already becomin a lil choppy wit just tha sight of Chenault before his muthafuckin ass. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch was dope n' dirty n' his schmoooove ass couldn’t picture his dirty ass wit any suckas. 

Placin his handz on da perved-out muthafucka lil' small-ass of her back as she leans up n' presses her lips against his, Warren kisses her back gently, his handz still stayin pressed on her back, a gangbangin' finger movin up n' down up in a slow soothang motion as he listened ta her rap yo. Her somewhat naturally sultry voice fillin tha bedroom. 

His handz moved back ta his sides as her big-ass booty stepped away some, another grin present on his fuckin lips at her lyrics—a chuckle slippin outta his crazy-ass grill as tha last part, her own grin causin his smile ta widen. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. “Straight-Up now?” Dude replies, steppin closer n' pullin her against him, his handz slidin down her sides n' his wild lil' fingers slip under tha lace fabric all up in tha top of bottom half of tha lingerie dat freaky freaky biatch had on, his cold-ass teeth bitin at his bottom lip momentarily as da ruffneck dranks her up in once more.