A trip to the «mystical orient» much like I imagined - or dreamt it was like during my early childhood days. This time around there’s no westerners replicating easterners included (I think), so I guess that makes this fictional voyage somewhat more authentic than similar previous attempts - for those of you who cares about such kinds of things. I’m mainly concerned with compiling tunes that creates the right kind of imagery and «narrative» for my hourlong sound travels.

I planned for it to slowly build in intensity from start to finish (a little like a bellydance routine) but it rather builds, and builds then slows down… and builds again. Tune in!

-Moahaha of Dream Weapons