Labyrinth

by Immelmann

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Ohm0001 I got lost in this album. I listened to it in one sitting and I kept imagining what it would be like to traverse the maze on the cover. Thinking about how to avoid the impending doom of the Minotaur. Really enjoy the lonely and foreboding feeling. You've got a real knack for this style of ambient/drone. Favorite track: Black Forest.
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There is no day here. No light can penetrate this malaise; it smothers, it clings to every wall, every branch, every stone, every dead stream. I have returned, here, to this maze: A nest of trees, of ancient brick, of rotted drift wood, of stone. The vines choke every limb and the power lines buzz like locust swarms. I am the queen of the labyrinth. I reign over ghosts - ashes, mud, weeds, vermin as my court. I have taken root. I have penetrated poisoned soil. There is no escape; no castles will hide me. No oceans will have me. (I traveled far, hoping Leviathan would drag me under, but I crashed upon the rocks and was fed upon by birds. An old, dead lighthouse stood in judgment - it had burned down centuries ago.) If you find me, you'll see empty eyes staring at bleak horizon. I cannot escape. I died here long ago. All roads lead to nowhere, and all people are hollow. Nothing remains here; All is filthy, all is stained, all are tired, all are stuck here, rooted to tainted soil. All are dead. All are ghosts. I am the queen of the labyrinth. My throne is the garbage I left before the walls fell, before the trees burnt, before the birds died, before the oceans boiled. I am the queen. I am the minotaur. No gods, no masters, no slaves, no kings. I am the alien, the one from another place. Pretending to be human. We poison ourselves to mask the pain - the everlasting sickness of human being. I must remain here. I must feed these vines as they crawl towards the infinite through the mire. I am the queen of the labyrinth. I did not ask to be born, but here I remain, bones held together by electrical wire. I am the queen. I am the minotaur. I am the slug.
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Deep synths, sad piano, and screeching noise - navigate the Labyrinth, only to discover sadness and regret. Ambient atmospheres, dark almost-jazz, and doom metal await you.

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released October 25, 2019

All songs composed, arranged, and performed by Rebecca Immelmann

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Immelmann Boston, Massachusetts

A depressed, trans, furry comic artist. Pretending to be a musician; pretending to be a human.

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