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“Who knows if anyone, before us, has ever dug so deep?” you wonder as you return to the base. In the short journey that separates the mines from your refuge, your gaze travels across those rugged landscapes of naked purple rock, under the pale glow of the three low suns of the Knut Galaxy. You have never known any other everyday life than digging into the hidden bowels of the planet Hut. For a Hut-Kahn, a son of slaves on the planet Hut, there is no alternative. In the morning you get up and go with all your companions to the basement, guarded by the Great Floating Eyes, to work with the machines to extract the precious Purple Coal. Yes, Purple Coal, the most coveted wealth ... During the Great Centuries of the Intergalactic Wars Purple Coal was the most strategic resource. Controlling its extraction and supply meant dominating the entire galaxy. It is mocking to admit that none of you really knows what it is for. But it is certain that all of Knut’s planets require a great deal of it.
One day an unusual thing happened. At the end of another working day, your digging machine broke through a hard rock wall, revealing a small underground environment. The Floating Eyes were busy, so you got down of the machine and you chose to explore by yourself the underground room. You knew you were violating the Code of Conduct but curiosity had taken over. In the center of the room you clearly distinguished two fossil bodies, thousands of years old, but still in perfect condition: they were two small bodies with two lower limbs, two upper ones. The faces had pairs of eyes, a nose, a strange mouth ... You only had time to give them a quick look, the bodies dissolved in contact with fresh air and left some objects at their place. You picked up the first thing you noticed, taking care to not be observed, and brought it with you hiding it in your uniform.
You, arrived in the solitude of your room, ascertained that it was a book: a diary. It was written in an unknown language but - night after night - browsing the Virtual Library of Intergalactic Knowledge, you managed to decipher a few words. It was written in an archaic alphabet, which belonged to a civilization that lived far in time. However, there were researches on that civilization. It seems they were called “humans”. The diary had belonged to a couple of survivors, the last of a terrible war or something similar, which had caused the extinction of their race.
The last pages read: “The greed of us humans was the cause of our end. Human beings behaved like a virus, which destroys the host body and ends up dying themselves. Seen from the current perspective, we have been short-sighted. Our planet, the Earth, has not been able to tolerate our insane mining will. We understood that, but we did not stop. And now all repentance is in vain. Who knows if anyone will ever remember what we have been?”.
The next day, the Floating Eyes seized your diary. You have never see anything else from that ancient civilization.
DIY label focused on ambient punk, minimal-synth, dungeon-drone, wartime music and post-nuclear wave. Managed by a creative punx collective from Milano city.
supported by 95 fans who also own “NEKMUNNIT - The planet of purple coal”
A dreamy, beguiling, nostalgic dungeon synth quest through the shires. But, it's so much more than that. The LP incorporates some unique key changes, field recordings and a lot of Mort Garson style synth work. It sometimes reminds me of old 70's PG horror soundtracks. The record is addictive melancholy inspiration. The ideal music for accompanying the dawning morning of an epic adventure. brantly
supported by 83 fans who also own “NEKMUNNIT - The planet of purple coal”
Dinosaurs and Dungeon Synth? PERFECT. This is the album that really got me into dungeon synth again and made me continue my dinosaur obsession. winstonrandom
supported by 78 fans who also own “NEKMUNNIT - The planet of purple coal”
I met Fogweaver through Vedurnan and, later, Magelight. This more energetic take on their music is wonderful and exciting, a compelling twist bearing their unique signature. emanuele127