Boundless Break of Day by leo 11.9.22 Inspired by Day without fill - Gentle Spires and towers fall away behind the horizon, Behind every turn, beyond the curtain of mist. Even fields and pastures become mysterious Tundras flecked with bovines and waterfowl. Oncoming signage is diffused under sheer distance. Red asphalt parts the ocean of grass; Mozes of mazes, Except one cannot get lost on a road with no intersections. Such wandering blinds the perception of distance; it's all a blur. It's more than a lack of bearing, but a disconnection From the snoozing world, living on the edge Of real and fake, a traveller of flesh without mind, Of mind without flesh, a ghost looking to awaken.
i wish kids learning trumpet could hear this. what great melodies , and the horn sounds beautiful. bravo!
Beautiful Stunning Amazing Progression
YES STONES THROW!
YES REJOICER!
MUCH LOVE!
This is beautiful...Rejoicer indeed!
To smooth... very well done musically & visually... Impressive and inspiring!
Damnit that was soothing as hell
brilliant spectacular
unique
Great vibes I’m getting from this!
This is incredible
Love the whole album! Great work! :)
Oh shyt there’s an album!!! Thanks for the heads up
Instant like with those harmonic birds
Voila mon petit mot en français : j'apprécie la vidéo et la musique me fait penser d'aller vite me promener dans la forêt .
Cool visuals... n the sound is on point 👍
beautiful
Very good !!!!
Brilliant stuff.
respect dey made it !
amazing..
Sublime
Far too cool 😎 perfect for chill sesh
Love this
I like the video.
this song is how the word "rainforest" is pronounced in the language of jazz
FIRE
chill af
motion graphics for the win!
love itttt
This is Trippy
Wicked!
rejoycing
Rip j dilla
@RadKat dis the type of shit he samples. Look up" snapping necks in africa"-j dilla
Boundless Break of Day
by leo 11.9.22
Inspired by Day without fill - Gentle
Spires and towers fall away behind the horizon,
Behind every turn, beyond the curtain of mist.
Even fields and pastures become mysterious
Tundras flecked with bovines and waterfowl.
Oncoming signage is diffused under sheer distance.
Red asphalt parts the ocean of grass; Mozes of mazes,
Except one cannot get lost on a road with no intersections.
Such wandering blinds the perception of distance; it's all a blur.
It's more than a lack of bearing, but a disconnection
From the snoozing world, living on the edge
Of real and fake, a traveller of flesh without mind,
Of mind without flesh, a ghost looking to awaken.
Jaga Jazzist is that you????
👍
Veryyyyyyyy
soothin!
nice
Psychedelic Jazz?
This is porn for the soul
Wut?
💀💀💀
Tomasz Stańko vibes!
This shit goes
Is that initial quote of Zelda's Theme intentional? So sexy.
T-rippy
fuckin insane
Verry bad
Why
very bad comment
Cringe take