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Untitled Tales, Uncollected Recordings

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by A Ghost Train

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Untitled Tales, Uncollected Recordings documents the evolution of a creative process, merging genres and the discovery and developpment of a sound that sits ducking in hidden corners of an unexplored and unmastered landscape of consciousness. in the process of exploring and extending the borders limiting the symbiose of technique and emotion, one struggles to find ways of expressing what one feels, probably shaping the process itself.
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released 24 January 2009
written, performed, recorded and engineered by paulo pinto at That Place Across the Street studios in Paris in one 23 minute session starting at 0h37
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A Ghost Train is Paulo Pinto's electronic music project. Feeding from an extended array of influences, he creates organic ... more compositions based on the predicate that music is an expression of emotions, a universal form of communication that permits the sharing of something that is not transmitable by any other means. less

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