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Mists And Rains - Ruth White - Flowers Of Evil (Vinyl, LP, Album)

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  1. Apr 30,  · These Ruth White electronic CDs are classy nice looking CD reissues like that in quality of Scott Davies from Rubellan Remasters since I have his two excellent Mort Garson CDs that he mastered a short while back. These Ruth White albums have been long OOP since the late s/early 70s and expensive to find on vinyl in good playing shape.
  2. Oct 10,  · "Mists and Rains" is a similar piece with White's near-catatonic recital painted with whooshes and gusts of, well, mists and rains either prerecorded or generated by her machines. It's stark, but pales in contrast to the life-ending "Spleen".
  3. Composed, Produced, Liner Notes, Translated, Vocals & Electronics by Ruth White Lyrics by Charles Baudelaire A1. The Clock - A2. Evening Harmony - A3. Lover's Wine - A4. Owls - A5. Mists And Rains - B1. The Irremediable - B2. The Cat - B3. Spleen - B4. The Litanies Of Satan - Infos & Lyrics.
  4. Ruth White ‎– "Flowers Of Evil" (Limelight ‎– LS ) A5 Mists And Rains B1 The Irremediable B2 The Cat B3 Spleen VINYL LP, ) (MP3 ) roots and traces: spurensicherung. music for the new world: canadian free improvisation featuring michael keith and david sait, recorded in and
  5. A5 Mists And Rains () B1 The Irremediable () B2 The Cat () B3 Spleen () B4 The Litanies Of Satan () Notes: Composed By – Ruth White Liner Notes – Ruth White Lyrics By – Charles Baudelaire Producer – Ruth White Translated By [Lyrics] – Ruth White Vocals, Electronics – Ruth White.
  6. RUTH WHITE - Flowers of Evil: An Electronic Setting of the Poem of Charles Baudelaire (Creel Pone) Tracklisting: A1 The Clock () A2 Evening Harmony () A3 Lover's Wine () A4 Owls () A5 Mists And Rains () B1 The Irremediable () B2 The Cat () B3 Spleen () B4 The Litanies Of .
  7. Jul 16,  · Ruth White - The Clock () - from "Electronic Voyages: Early Moog recordings " LP - Duration: Waveshaper Media 1, views.
  8. in vaporous shrouds, in sepulchres of rain. In this vast landscape where chill south winds play, where long nights hoarsen the shrill weather-vane, it opens wide its raven’s wings, my soul, freer than in times of mild renewal. Nothing’s sweeter to my heart, full of sorrows, on which the hoar-frost fell in .

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