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MECHANICAL MOON
limited to 100 copies
Genre | Electronic & Dance |
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Format | VINYL |
Cat. no | PLAYRJC100 |
Label | LIVE AT ROBERT JOHNSON |
Artist | IRAKLI |
Release Date | 13/10/2023 |
Carrier | LP |
Barcode | 4250101461453 |
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TRACKLIST 1. Happy Human With Sad Eyes by Irakli 0,179166666666667 2. Cell Sculpture by Irakli 0,333333333333333 3. Silently Watched by Irakli 0,122222222222222 4. Days Of Change by Irakli 0,11875 5. Exploration by Irakli 0,221527777777778 6. Human Satellite by Irakli 0,131944444444444 7. Mechanical Moon by Irakli 0,165277777777778 8. Quantum Revealed by Irakli 0,104861111111111 INFO Irakliâ„¢s new album is due to come out September 2023 on Live at Robert Johnson. Mechanical Moon is a retrofuturistic adventure of beautiful compositions and pulsating rhythms which are weaved together over the span of eight tracks. We are immersed into evocative atmospheres, full of intricate textures. This is techno where you close your eyes and board an ocean liner that slowly rises and floats towards the moon. Happy human with sad eyes roamed the neon-lit streets of the artificial island. This section of the metropolis had been designed as a necessity more than any other amenities. It had been allocated a budget surpassing the one for waste management in a city housing over a billion inhabitants. Society had managed to eradicate love, yet it still grappled with untamed primal instincts such as dancing, sex, or violence. The island provided a discreet haven, away from the prying eyes of telescreens that silently stared into all souls. Similar to Las Vegas centuries ago, it was a safe space where anything was fair game. Once there, night time lasted all day. Everything retained an analog essence. Music emanated from vintage record players. Amidst the laughter and tears, the artificial glow of the mechanical moon had become the last reminder of life outside. A life so repetitive that he had been consumed by the desire to transform into a machine or a human satellite. Yet, breaking the cycle in such a manner remained impossible. And so, he wandered for hours on the island, among the weary faces. Happy as one could be.