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Boyhood

by Binaural Space

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Quittiie
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Quittiie Today I've had a long walk through the dunes and along the beaches of Noord-Holland, so I thought this was the perfect environment to really get deep into this album. I already listened to it quite some times in the last weeks (and enjoyed it a lot), but this time it was nothing but magical. This album is the perfect companion to just experience your surroundings, while listening to these amazing sounds. Favorite track: Hidden in the Orchard.
FoxPuppy
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FoxPuppy This album sounds like the sounds one heard when exploring the strange and alien world of childhood. ambient beauty, full of Binaural Space's unique mixture of classic musical skill and progressive electronic exploration. Definitely recommended.
Glass
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Glass How can you not love Binaural Space if you're even just slightly into ambient/electronic music? I mean every release is just this wonderful little journey that keeps on getting bigger and deeper. 'The rabbit hole of ambient' is what we should call him. Favorite track: Hidden in the Orchard.
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  • Limited Edition Signed Compact Disc
    Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Limited edition signed full coloured CD-R in a slim case.

    The artwork on both the cover and the disc itself (never before seen, lost and happily found photo) is from two moments of the same photo shoot made long ago and shows young Binaural Space and his little brother.

    Like all our previous physical releases, this compact disc will be sent to you via registered mail so you will get a tracking number right after the package has been shipped. Please note that due to the current situation combined with the holiday period shipping may take longer than usual.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Boyhood via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

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  • Signed Limited 2nd Edition Compact Disc
    Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Limited edition signed full coloured CD-R in a slim case.

    The artwork on both the cover and the disc itself (never before seen by the public, lost and happily found photo) is from two moments of the same photo shoot made long ago and shows young Binaural Space and his little brother.

    Like all our previous physical releases, this compact disc will be sent to you via registered mail so you will get a tracking number right after the package has been shipped. Please note that due to the current situation shipping may take longer than usual.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Boyhood via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

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  • Limited Edition Signed C46 Cassette
    Cassette + Digital Album

    Boyhood is my most beloved album. Both by my fans and myself. I wish to release it on vinyl one day, that’s why I made the CD last year, another circular format. But the fans have kept saying: We want a Boyhood tape, pretty please!

    This is the tape.

    A transparent earth-brown cassette with a pearly sky-blue hand-lettering in a summer sun yellow case. A pure beauty worthy its contents, signed by yours truly.

    The tape contains an exclusive new bonus track called Boyhood Long Lost. Both its sides are comprised of music crafted so precisely that when the last track on each side finishes, tape’s end follows almost immediately — you won’t wait for more seconds than the leader length.

    Each copy was real-time recorded directly from analog master played on a fabled Marantz deck to a warm and beloved old Nakamichi deck. Every single copy is unique and has desired little artefacts like warble, flutter or wow, making your cassette a hearty lo-fi original.

    Limited edition of just 15 cassettes.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Boyhood via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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  • Limited 2nd Edition Signed Cassette
    Cassette + Digital Album

    Boyhood is my most beloved album so far. Both by my fans and myself.

    Its 1st Edition Cassette got sold out quickly. There was a bonus track on it, not released anywhere else, called Boyhood Long Lost. There's another previously unreleased bonus track on this 2nd Edition: Boyhood Never Lost.

    Transparent earth-brown cassette with a pearly grass-green hand-lettering in a summer sun yellow case. A pure beauty worthy its contents, signed by yours truly.

    Both its sides are comprised of music crafted so precisely that when the last track on each side finishes, tape’s end follows almost immediately — you won’t wait for more seconds than the leader length.

    Each copy was real-time recorded directly from analog master played on a fabled Marantz deck to a warm and beloved old Nakamichi deck. Every single copy is unique and has desired little artefacts like warble, flutter or wow, making your cassette a hearty lo-fi original.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Boyhood via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ... more

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This Long Play (44 min) album is full of stories from my childhood. Boyhood, actually: back then just boys ran both in our family and in the village.

I had a beautiful boyhood. I grew up in a totalitarian country but I didn't know so I didn't mind. Socialism, we were explained, meant there was peace, there were no evil exploiters/capitalists/racists around and all adults had work. When I started to realize we paid for everything by our freedom and we had been lied to about many things, the Velvet Revolution happened so our family was allowed to travel and speak freely right when I entered my teenage years.

The place I was happiest at was our cottage; my Grandmother's birth house. My grand-grandfather had built it next to the river, so my Grandma remembered rowing a wherry right to the house when she was a little girl. I would witness such river level too during the floods, but that was decades later.

We were a group of boys which was getting together in front of the house every weekend. Me and my brother, often joined by our cousin and another boy from the neighborhood, were the youngest ones, which meant we usually didn't play with but rather against the other boys.

Games we played usually involved cowboys and “Indians”, policemen and thieves, or cosmonauts and astronauts. The older boys built a bunker on the river bank and our mission was to attack it, get caught and tortured. The torture part was rather symbolic but because the two elements we all were fascinated with were water and fire, sometimes we almost got drowned or our hair and eyebrows got scorched a little.

The most necessary tools for us were bicycles, pocket knives and matches. There was a cemetery nearby, surrounding the church I would play organ in (which you can read about in the Silent Easter Monday liner notes), and part of the cemetery was formed by a dump where lots of half used candles could be found. If you collected the wax from a few dozens of them to a cup, heated it up above a fire and then spat into it, it would make an explosion followed by a flame two meters high.

One day me and my brother were making these "bombs" just a couple of meters from the river and we accidentally set the adjacent chestnut grove to fire. Stupid little boys as we were, we started running to and from the house with a pair of beer mugs, filling them with water in the bathroom and pouring it on the trees back in the grove.

Fortunately, our parents noticed a suspicious track of dripped water leading from the open bathroom to the outside and they found out about the wildfire, so they called the neighbors, took some buckets and put the flames out with the water from the river, for a change.

We caused lots of trouble, because such were those wonderful times: you went home just to eat or sleep as a kid (and wash the dishes if you didn’t run away fast enough after the lunch). There was no TV in the cottage, personal computer was something known just from smuggled German magazines, a network connecting all the computers in the world was still only a crazy idea of some nerds and although a handful of visionaries dreamed about the future being in communication, they sure didn’t imagine how much the social networks of the future would damage the next generation’s innocent childhood.

I most enjoyed the rainy days, though, as I was an avid reader and the weather gave me a perfect excuse to stay inside. I would usually hide in the attic, reading a book after book. But even if there was sunny outside, I usually read a book a day. The librarian from the nearby city I went on bike to to return and borrow new books every week loved me. My parents made fun of me because whenever my task was to either heat up the stove or do the vacuuming, they would catch me reading a book, a newspaper or anything else that was at hand.

I'm not a boy anymore. Haven't been for a long time. I don't attack bunkers, read many books nor set groves to fire that much now. But I miss those times and the people. Being a father of two little boys now myself, I try making their boyhood as magical as the one me and my little brother (he's the one on the left on the album cover, I'm the other one, exploring the squelching of water) used to have. But the generation gap is too huge.

At least I have my precious memories of the good old village times without television, facebook and adolescent youtubers. Sometimes I wonder what kind of people will our boys grow into, worried because their interests are so distant from our ancient standards. But then I remember how many stupid ideas we carried out back in the eighties and we nevertheless ended up quite OK, so hopefully they will, too.

Anyway, these liner notes don't have any punchline nor any lesson to tell. The individual experiences I had as a little boy are something I want to keep to myself, cherish them and retell to our boys. All of them are just snippets in my head. I never remember what happened before or what would happen after. Just the individual encounters and situations. They are full of color in my head, they have their distinct smell and mood... and yet they don't have any sharp contours. Like this album’s cover art and like the music on it itself.

Hope these tracks filled with nostalgia for gone, happy times, will bring you some fond memories, too. And even if you didn't have a great childhood, perhaps the music will bring you some comfort and fine mood anyway. All the tracks were made the old way: by playing musical instruments with one’s hands. No sequencers, arpeggiators or DAWs were used, nothing was generated as the fashion commands… just an old-school human being embraced a few old dusty synths, his old rusty shaking out-of-tune voice and some recorders, mostly tape ones, and made a personal musical scrapbook with them.

Throughout June 2020 I tried polishing the tracks in my DAW, using all kinds of plug-ins, tricks and whatnot just to find out weeks later I hated the results. I prefer the first, raw and authentic versions so much more I would almost regret the lost time if it wasn’t such a great lecture for the future. So here you are – hope you'll love the music as much as I loved making it for both myself and you. Enjoy.

Binaural Space, July 2, 2020, 30+ meters and years from the point the cover photo was made

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released July 3, 2020

Artwork by pH

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Ambient traditionalists say to Binaural Space what the Emperor said to Mozart: “Too many notes.” In both cases, the rest of the world tends to disagree.

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