If there weren't already enough curated mixes strewn about the Internet, Dozens Of Donuts is here to add more. Rather than analyze a burgeoning genre, herald the best of a past one, or merely formulate background music for study sessions, road trips, or midday snoozes, Curate This aims to immerse listeners in a niche aesthetic that enraptures and vitalizes. With written accompaniment to provide the expository backdrop, these songs flow - errantly or harmoniously - around particular moods, sensory emotions, and pertinent tones. April takes us deep into the marshes during an ancient, primitive time where savage barbarians are weary of unsuspecting outsiders.
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Your breathe convulses under a slain tree's lifeless corpse, hidden from the sounds of fury stampeding through the brush. Rain drools off low-hanging leaves, its unrelenting pitter-patter effectively silencing your rapid heartbeat. Gnats spiral around your head, thrilled by your inability to swat them away. For footsteps grow near, indigenous chanting frothing over their next credulous explorer. Over your shielded left shoulder; a sniff. An instinctive snap of your neck reveals teeth; fanged and frothing. No meaningless, finger-to-lip gesture will help. One short growl overtaken by manic, lunging barks. Moments later your fetal body is torn asunder by indiscriminate hands, molested and plucked of all worldly possessions. The glow of torches cast spasmodic shadows off faces both brutish and variegated.
They're not intent on killing you. Not yet. Rather, splintering wooden planks are driven behind your arms, forcing your rag-doll movements around the tactless care of others. You see - through bruised and blurred eyes - disheveled huts and imposing stakes in the horizon, dominated by a bonfire surging into the sky. The ritual has already begun, as women prepare the festivities while children circle the hunting party with kinetic glee. Songs, tuneless and proud, bellow from all. Crude rope is fastened to your naked body, as the haunting aurora assails your eardrums. This is their world, and you - the inexplicable presence - have invaded it. A sign, perhaps, from higher beings. Skin color lighter than anything rooted in these jungles sullied by splatters of blood and insolent face paint. You're being accepted. Or sacrificed. The mind hasn't decided which.
You awaken to pulverizing drums, lifting your face off the mud-strewn soil. The conundrum of last night officially not a nightmare, as the chaos of early morning wakens you up anew. Trapped. Fire streaks across your peripheral. Aberrant sounds in the distance occupy this otherwise forsaken land, gunshots perhaps? The aborigines are being invaded. Death whistles attempt, fruitlessly, to ward off an encroaching search party. For you? The first coherent thoughts last but a fleeting minute, as you're forced to sniff and ingest unknown substances by an imposing chieftain who straps a blowgun to your skull. Like a scene from Mad Max, poisonous darts are inserted by neighboring warriors, and you quickly learn that to breathe means to shoot.
Involuntarily, you become one of them. For if you don't, death is inevitable. Their mastery of this land proves formidable, even to those with modern means of extermination. After disgorging the last of their arsenal's darts you're resigned to rest, mind reeling from a drug-induced stupor. Flashes of primordial depravity consume your psyche, as spectral needles stab repeatedly into the aural cavity. Resigned to defeat, whatever concoction has overtaken your system works better than the most damning case of Stockholm syndrome. It is erasure. Acceptance. Time passes, as the lush flora calms these once-agitated lands. Covered head to toe in charcoal oil, remnants of "the other" have retired to the overgrowth. Protecting this sacred land, these barbarian people, has always been your true calling. You are theirs now.
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ACT I - HIDE & SEEK
Girl Band - Prolix | 1:49
The Talkies | 2019 | Field Recordings
Zaliva-D - Can't Go Back | 4:58
Forsaken | 2019 | Post-Industrial
Moor Mother - Don't Die | 1:57
Analog Fluids Of Sonic Black Holes | 2019 | Industrial Hip-Hop
Sd Laika - Meshes | 2:41
That's Harakiri | 2014 | Deconstructed Club
Ninos Du Brasil - Condenado Por Un Idioma Desconhecido | 4:05
Vida Eterna | 2017 | Industrial Techno
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ACT II - THE SACRED COW
Kreng - Asphyxia | 1:31
L'Autopsie Phenomenale De Dieu | 2009 | Tribal Ambient
Clark - Forebode Knocker | 4:34
Kiri Variations | 2019 | Modern Classical
Geinoh Yamashirogumi - Falling As Flowers Do | 7:56
Ecophony Rinne | 1986 | Tribal Ambient
SPK - Garden Of Earthly Delights | 3:18
Zamia Lehmanni | 1986 | Ritual Ambient
Kreng - Konker | 2:45
Grimoire | 2011 | Dark Ambient
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ACT III - FIGHT OR FLIGHT
Andy Stott - Execution | 5:15
Passed Me By | 2011 | Dub Techno
Ben Frost - Peter Venkman, Pt. I | 4:30
By The Throat | 2009 | Noise
Muslimgauze - Shimmer, Then Disappear | 1:00
Jaal Ab Dullah | 1997 | Tribal Ambient
23 Skidoo - Tearing Up The Plans Pt. 2 | 4:45
Seven Songs | 1982 | Industrial
African Head Charge - Hole In The Roof | 3:13
My Life In A Hole In The Ground | 1981 | Dub
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ACT IV - YOU, OH JUNGLE ROT
Akira Rabelais - Seduced By The Silence | 3:20
Caduceus | 2010 | Experimental
Inca Ore - Creation | 3:18
Birthday Of Bless You | 2008 | Experimental
Roly Porter - Inflation Field | 6:51
Kistvaen | 2020 | Ritual Ambient
Ensemble Econommique - Bonfires | 7:35
Psychical | 2010 | Ritual Ambient
clipping. - Secret Piece | 3:42
Visions Of Bodies Being Burned | 2020 | Nature Recordings
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