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Late Night Memory Fade

      Track1: Synthetic Oceann feat. Yunng Tailor
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      Track 2: Isolator
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      Track 3: I Once Wanted To Dress Like You
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      Track 4: LNMF Interlude
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      β€ŽTrack 5: Others And Ourselves
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      Track 6: Square Root Of 144

I was working on Late Night Memory Fade EP mainly at... night, haha. This, at the most basic level, is enough to make me feel exhausted. There is a lot to want, that I, as an individual, am not always able to comprehend. I am leaving LNMF EP for your own consideration (in case your memory starts fading at night).

With love,

Orhidee, Warsaw 2022


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Synthetic Oceann Single Cover

Synthetic Oceann feat. Yunng Tailor

Late at night, we're drowning in a synthetic ocean of nothingness. I need to find a place where we can breathe clean air again. The water is unnatural, it doesn't have the smell of the ocean. It has a chemical smell, a scent of minerals, and corruption. I'm in a hole of sorts. I can't climb out, I can't see any stairs.


Isolator Single Cover

Isolator

I'd never say that out loud, but you get the point. I'll just assume I didn't make it any worse and we can chalk it up to part two of me having a low opinion of myself. Or part three, as all my recent posts have hinted.


I Once Wanted To Dress Like You single cover

I Once Wanted To Dress Like You

I once wanted to dress like you, but I soon discovered that I could look cool without being as crazy as you are. On the other hand, I am kind of like you in other ways, such as singing this song in the shower.


Interlude LNMF single cover

LNFM Interlude


Othes and Ourselves single cover

Others And Ourselves

We did a kind of silent wave and were able to get a quick pic: It was very quiet and everyone was kind of in their world. What was interesting, was that there was no fighting or pushing or shoving or anything.


A Cloud Swallows The Sea Of Empty single cover

Square Root Of 144

My eyes pop open, and I blink. A sudden wave of nausea comes over me, and I reach out to the sofa, losing my grip on the cup of coffee, which spills down my hand. "I'm fine," I say, the white lines on my fingers beginning to fade.





A Cloud Swallows The Sea Of Empty single cover