<p>I saw pink. a signal transmitting from a warm womb, remembering the softest textures.</p>

I saw pink. a signal transmitting from a warm womb, remembering the softest textures.

#3 we haven't sang our best song

RADIO SIGNAL TRANSMITTING FROM SPACE is an abstract memoir of thoughts, feelings and repressed memories,
presented in the form of a confession that comes from the distant, deep corners of one’s self.

Texts and track selection are by A. Epitheti, programming and mixing are done by Reaktiv. Artwork designed by Mirotaff.

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RADIO SIGNAL TRANSMITTING FROM SPACE is an abstract memoir of thoughts, feelings and repressed memories, presented in the form of a confession that comes from the distant, deep corners of one’s self. Texts and track selection are by A. Epitheti, programming and mixing are done by Reaktiv. Artwork designed by Mirotaff.

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