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'The price of nothing sits ___. Tears, but the spirit seeing yourself. My father, all these things, all these weeping worlds, all these seeing eyes, all these unfallen thoughts, deeds undone in parousia loved - and gone. Seeing eyes, weeping tears. All this crying folded out in droughts of love—flood the magazine with images of a new moment.' 🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐 funk.free ; JUNE ALREADY ‼

MUSICA UNIVERSALIS PRESENTS

C'EST LA FÊTE LARGE ENSEMBLE

William Hunt - Keys
Adrian Rossouw - Bass
Mateos Labbes - Phelan - Drum
Maxwell Stover - Saxophone
Colin Fisher - Saxophone & Guitar

featuring
Karen Ng - Saxophone
Mark Hundevad - Vibraphone

🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐

Tranzac southern cross lounge
930 -1130
Pwyw/20$

MUSICA UNIVERSALIS PRESENTS

C'EST LA FÊTE LARGE ENSEMBLE

William Hunt - Keys
Adrian Rossouw - Bass
Mateos Labbes - Phelan - Drum
Maxwell Stover - Saxophone
Colin Fisher - Saxophone & Guitar

featuring
Karen Ng - Saxophone
Mark Hundevad - Vibraphone

🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐

Tranzac southern cross lounge
930 -1130
Pwyw/20$

MUSICA UNIVERSALIS PRESENTS

C'EST LA FÊTE LARGE ENSEMBLE

William Hunt - Keys
Adrian Rossouw - Bass
Mateos Labbes - Phelan - Drum
Maxwell Stover - Saxophone
Colin Fisher - Saxophone & Guitar

featuring
Karen Ng - Saxophone
Mark Hundevad - Vibraphone

🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐

Tranzac southern cross lounge
930 -1130
Pwyw/20$

‘TINEZ’

OUT NOW

link in bio

cover art by @photosbytommyalison

TINEZ single out now! Link in bio.

🪐FIRST OFFERING FROM OUR FORTHCOMING TAPE

🪐 graceabundance is WH and supralim. We have lived before. 🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐

“You should’ve heard me in the dream last night. I found myself walking down a sidewalk and came upon an open manhole off to the right out of which came...the disassembled parts of a bass clarinet...I picked up a particularly long piece of ‘pipe’ and proceeded to play. I don’t recall seeing anyone around but somehow I knew the ‘crowd’ wanted to hear ‘Naima.’”
(Bedouin Hornbook)
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📸 @flossyfairy

TINEZ single out now! Link in bio.

🪐FIRST OFFERING FROM OUR FORTHCOMING TAPE

🪐 graceabundance is WH and supralim. We have lived before. 🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐

“You should’ve heard me in the dream last night. I found myself walking down a sidewalk and came upon an open manhole off to the right out of which came...the disassembled parts of a bass clarinet...I picked up a particularly long piece of ‘pipe’ and proceeded to play. I don’t recall seeing anyone around but somehow I knew the ‘crowd’ wanted to hear ‘Naima.’”
(Bedouin Hornbook)
🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐

📸 @flossyfairy

"Shrill hiss of the sun so / much a doomsday prophet gasping voiceless / asking, / When will all the killing / stop? / As though the truth were not so visibly / Never. / As though the light were not all but drowned in the Well to the uncharted / East I sought... / Let its blue be / my heavenly witness, I resolve before / the brook / I stood before as a child... (The Phantom Light of All Our Day) 🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐....... EARTH-DAY BAMPOT TEAHOUSE 7PM TONIGHT ....... auction, poetry, music ....... 📸@tommyalison ....... muse-ic dropping end of week. 🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐

Listen, / To the stars / When you look up at the night sky. / How can a stranger perceive the sounds of my ancient starlight? / Together, we're orbiting 인연. / This time as people, / Still with a little stardust inside. ....... ....... ....... ....... REQUIEM AGAIN COLLECTIVE

Listen, / To the stars / When you look up at the night sky. / How can a stranger perceive the sounds of my ancient starlight? / Together, we're orbiting 인연. / This time as people, / Still with a little stardust inside. ....... ....... ....... ....... REQUIEM AGAIN COLLECTIVE

Listen, / To the stars / When you look up at the night sky. / How can a stranger perceive the sounds of my ancient starlight? / Together, we're orbiting 인연. / This time as people, / Still with a little stardust inside. ....... ....... ....... ....... REQUIEM AGAIN COLLECTIVE

Listen, / To the stars / When you look up at the night sky. / How can a stranger perceive the sounds of my ancient starlight? / Together, we're orbiting 인연. / This time as people, / Still with a little stardust inside. ....... ....... ....... ....... REQUIEM AGAIN COLLECTIVE

Stoked to announce April's
MUSICA UNIVERSALIS

Colin Fisher - guitar
William Hunt - keys
Jack Johnson - bass
Cal Adam -drums

Apr 10th
Tranzac southern cross lounge
930 - 1130
$20/pwyw

Stoked to announce April's
MUSICA UNIVERSALIS

Colin Fisher - guitar
William Hunt - keys
Jack Johnson - bass
Cal Adam -drums

Apr 10th
Tranzac southern cross lounge
930 - 1130
$20/pwyw

"I must tighten my belt. / It's like a locomotive on the march, the season of distress and clarity / and my door is open to the evenings of midwinter's lightly falling snow over the newspapers. / CLASP ME IN YOUR HANDKERCHIEF LIKE A TEAR, trumpet of early afternoon! in the foggy autumn." (Lunchin')🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐 Sat. April 4. 2026.

TONIGHT! ...all the world in one boat... ... ... (quag) 🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐

Doors at 6:30, db at 7 — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — "In the alternate world another alternate world. I tore off and I turned away. Alma Bridge Road I turned off on, non-allegorical water on my right, allegorical water on my left...The left side said the soul was burnt wood. Soul was only itself said the right...Sweet beast in whose belly we fell asleep again, the sweet beast music was we'd be. I was pinioning light's incommensurate object. I wanted the baby's cry to mean I'd begun again." (nod house)

SATURDAY AFTERNOON PANDEMONIUM come check it, playing with Harmolodics again ❕ (if you come you may be in a music video as well.) ❕ADRIAN BACK IN TOWN, FULL HOUSE, PEACE TO EARTHS AND GODS ————————————————— "I wake up snapped at by a star at the foot of a ladder, think I'm on my way to Heaven, fall back tasting your tongue ... Robed in water, taken back where one evening we met, whose hearts had no mercy, you whisper, 'Already it's all so far out of reach ...'" (ghost of a chance) 🪐

Really excited to be playing tomorrow night at Sellers and Newel. I'll be opening for another extension, excited to listen. Bill will be playing the following night at Wenona with friends as well. Come by to hear some life pass through. 🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐"It goes on reaching. The phantom limb bespeaks that reach, which continues beyond the grasping of something. It speaks of loss, it speaks of lack, but it also speaks of an insufficiency that's indigenous to the very act of reaching." 🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐