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  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    full heavy weight, deeply cut luxury limited record.
    in full colour sleeve, with artwork by hansko and emanuele from cosio,
    inner sleeve with lyrics and pictures
    side e
    side u
    mastered for vinyl by Zlaya at Loud,
    cut by Misha, for Mobineko.
    comes with a download code for the digital album.

    Includes unlimited streaming of pksolo via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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    edition of 150 
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  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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waardezon 04:02
where the sun comes up, or rather, where the earth goes down on a prairie, under the lazy circles of a stork before the round and purple dots against a green background of war, of borders and the somewhat cheaper toilet paper, affordable detergent an overdose of corn in beer in green bottles, linked to the local prostitute willing to join and unwilling to join but forced to cross the bombed and broken bridge to greet all poplars and all frogs on all the side walks of the streets of this provincial town the cursed and cursing people check my shoes they laugh at me, and at the empty wagon in the sun under which more corn grows and more corn and sunflowers die in draaught and the smell of burnt coffee the selling of petrol in coca cola bottles ,from the bushes along the blocked highway than, near the river de man with white-veiled eyes his father tells him now to feed the cows and he just moved back in from killing in the neighboring town his long hair shot short not shaven, just fell short of words for hatred for the west and north for sleeping on the gun s mouths of the air defense my cousin doesn’t paints the gypsies anymore; only the portraits of the fat and weakened faces of the general, the so called president, i hate the never-ending of this story a father sitting by the bedside of the son scars of torture tell a story, friendly, while the sun goes down. and solace: even a personal history knows no repetition. these scars prove not to be hereditairy but sympathie is.. coin liberation what others redeem dissolving is no solution direction mirrors symmetrically and crashes) please, bring an end to this kind of progression. where dogs yawn, wolves cry. electric heater on a leash inside the minibus frozen hairdo musquito bites swimming in a soft rain don tlook for profit just for luck or even freedom bullet in cheeck beer on a train tongues locked throats closed it six a.m. and the station smells of old and sun warmed steel smells just as well of gel in young boys’ hair i settled down unshaven on stone floors and tiles full of love for everything alles, so tired mankind, small, c minor ok, let s have it, one more time a tractor (et embargo; dissonance is just as well moving air around a heart around a soul and sympathy for bread and flowers, wounds and honey blood, and dill and missiles parsley and a wooden mine sweeper, to know of a white pistol of love and disgust coffee and speck hidden in a drawer of sons and daughters and intolerance for gluten).
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tihk 01:28
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hotel uropa 02:53
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galinatok 01:47
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en alles gaat kapot ook deze eindeloze dagen maar het hoeft niet in dit tempo waarin de machine draait alles om de angst te weren en de loop weer om te keren en het steeltje laten zitten op het stuur in slaap gevallen maar je was al aangekomen tot een afgedwongen stilstand.
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spaakt het dorp het wiel ik op een fiets shjuz shuzj spaaktet dorp en hoe oorlog voorbij toch straatzandt erachter lichtjes spellen uropa boomgrenst gras krekels en sjinevoz heessmeekt waar is e mijn vriendin? in traangas of luchtbrug of brak klucht ook bouwkunst als plicht ooit huwlijk? nee in lief gevonden slaapt en werknacht zon der poedermaag beter maanbestiert vuilnisbelt dan wereld zigeuner van smelten bachsgewijs afhoudt en luister! in openmond duister loketlicht zwartlokt flankeert met letters niet koken! dus eet binnen warm en drink! drukt lust in de kasten van anderen! rookt ook churchill spreek in hoorn! roept: raamval! en scherven sluiten om zes uur buiten en fiets en wij (bankgeheim) van de partij der altijd machtelozen
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about

i asked bas to come with me, since he didnt travel and play for more than a year ( 'the pandemic"). he came, we played in torino at gio and lili s, slept in the car on the way up, met Pietro in Mondovi and recorded the album. Then another war broke out. I added lyrics, Pietro mixed.
It s plan kruutntoone solo: bas and me. thank you.

credits

released April 16, 2023

played in one day, by hansko and bas of plan kruutntoone.
recorded, edited and mixed beautifully by pietro caramelli at mana s diner, mondovi.
thank you dolf koeienverhuur for help
mastered by zlaya,
cut by misha for mobineko.
drawing by emanuele from cosio.

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