It can be difficult to distinguish her voice. Is it your voice unknowingly reflected by this strange chamber? Is it her? Whispering, responding, beginning the conversation that is familiar, that has been in progress since before the worlds were formed? Maybe she is here, talking until the last end of all.

It can be difficult to distinguish her voice. Is it your voice unknowingly reflected by this strange chamber? Is it her? Whispering, responding, beginning the conversation that is familiar, that has been in progress since before the worlds were formed? Maybe she is here, talking until the last end of all.

On the Threshold of Conversation

Hi, I’m James and this is my personal journal.
I have difficulty sometimes with words, so I wanted to keep a journal that wouldn’t involve them. Instead I try to communicate by improvising a piece of music every week.
Some call it ambient and post-rock. It has things in common with those, and others. Abstract and impressionist, it changes.
It’s me, recorded most often in a moment and not repeated, it contains all the happy accidents* that occur with this sort of thing. It often has a soothing effect and is meant to be listened to, but can work in the background.
Check out other things I do at <a href="https://strangetextures.com/">strangetextures.com</a>.

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Hi, I’m James and this is my personal journal. I have difficulty sometimes with words, so I wanted to keep a journal that wouldn’t involve them. Instead I try to communicate by improvising a piece of music every week. Some call it ambient and post-rock. It has things in common with those, and others. Abstract and impressionist, it changes. It’s me, recorded most often in a moment and not repeated, it contains all the happy accidents* that occur with this sort of thing. It often has a soothing effect and is meant to be listened to, but can work in the background. Check out other things I do at strangetextures.com.

Hi, I’m James and this is my personal journal.
I have difficulty sometimes with words, so I wanted to keep a journal that wouldn’t involve them. Instead I try to communicate by improvising a piece of music every week.
Some call it ambient and post-rock. It has things in common with those, and others. Abstract and impressionist, it changes.
It’s me, recorded most often in a moment and not repeated, it contains all the happy accidents* that occur with this sort of thing. It often has a soothing effect and is meant to be listened to, but can work in the background.
Check out other things I do at <a href="https://strangetextures.com/" rel="noopener noreferrer">strangetextures.com</a>.

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