MOONSHINE MUSIC · MM 80004-2

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1. 1.1 Whaler 5:00
2. 1.2 Violet Skies (A Capella)
3. 2.1 Garden Of Peace (Shakra & Love Mix) 4:59
4. 2.2 Violet Skies (A Capella)
5. 3.1 Technoriental 5:00
6. 3.2 Sacred Cycles
7. 4 Don't Look Back In Anger (Road Rash Club) 4:59
8. 5 Sonic 5:00
9. 6 Sensolution 4:59
10. 7 Colonisation Of Space Part II 5:00
11. 8 Keep On Truckin' 5:00
12. 9 Try The Feeling 4:59
13. 10 The Spirit (Into Your Hands, I Command My Body) (Vocal Mix) 4:59
14. 11 Soweto 5:01
15. 12 Dominate The Rhythm (Xpando Mix) 4:59
16. 13 All The Way Live (Poohba Mix) 4:59
17. 14 Magnetic King (Zulu Nation Version) 3:13

• Pete Lazonby – Sacred Cycles, Trance 1994

"This is your pilot speaking. Due to circumstances beyond your control, you are standing on the threshold of a profoundly new experience. In your hands lies the key. You have only to turn it, to take a trip through the looking-glass, into an Aladdin's cave of sound. "I will direct your course into a garden of peace that lies beyond the stratosphere. Surfing the clouds over Shangri-Lah, skimming the snowy peaks of the Hindu Kush, dancing with demons and dervishes in the dust of Turkestan, all this now lies within your reach. The grand Bazaars of Araby, Africa's wealth of tribal rituals, the mystic, smokey dens of Maroc, Ali Barbar's parade of whores - such exotic pleasures wait in store. "We'll pass into orbit together, inviting oblivion in the dance of neon starsnakes, diving through dazzling asteroid showers, glancing off spectral energy planes, playing pinball with planets. And beyond, carouselling through the lillied fields of the Islamic afterlife into the far, chaotic reaches of the galaxy, where Matter itself disintegrates. You may experience some turbulence. Spinning, rushing, soaring, falling. Under attack - or out of control? Are they meteors hurtling past, moon beams or lazer-beams, or cosmic questions, human-faced comets? Go as far as you dare, but do not fear: the truth of rhythm is under your seat, guiding you, drawing you homewards, like the hypnotic pulse of the digeridoo, humming down the songlines from across the Outback. Onboard refreshments may be served at your discretion." ...KEOKI, 1994.