Truth is stranger than fiction. Life imitates art. What is truth? The world around us is increasingly bizarre, where the truth as it’s presented must be questioned every minute of every day. But the truth (see what I did there?) is that humans have bee

At long last! It’s time for the “Elevator Music” challenge episode! We have some GREAT entries for it, too! This was a fun challenge — from some traveling a few months ago, your friendly AWEsome host captured the rather horrifying sound of an elevator’s f

It is autumn, at long last. After a brutal summer and a frightening and destructive storm season, the weather very suddenly turned to late autumn, with very little transition. So today we finally look at the autumn season, and feature a new album that ce

A breath, a sigh... After an exhausting month of storms and their aftermath, this week's edition of At Water's Edge takes a breath. Or three. Today's program explores sighs of resignation, regret, and relief. We'll feature music by Giles Reaves, Cranial

We’ve had a sufficiency of water for a while (ahem.), but this is a great way to finish the trend: with the results of a challenge! This challenge is another field recording one, where artists were to take any combination of these samples and make music w

At Water’s Edge is back on the air this week, and back at the water’s edge, albeit reluctantly. It is perhaps too obvious, but this week’s topic is “After the Storm.” The music is beautiful, and mournful.

It's easy to broadly describe the principal color of the warmer seasons as "green". But the green of spring is vastly different from the green of late summer and early autumn. The light of autumn, with dust in the air and the changing angle of the sun, is

On this edition of At Water's Edge, another of our challenge episodes, this one having birds as its basis. We received over an hour of music from five artists: Museleon, Glenn Sogge, Skoddie, playman54 and Carbonates on Mars. The challenge was to take fi

This summer has been ridiculously, painfully, destructively hot.  So what do we do? The only thing we can -- we make music. Even here in North Carolina, where it's been raining so much that I often have a moat around my house, it's still hot as blazes (a

Late summer is its own phenomenon, where the heat settles in, the colors slowly begin to fade and turn golden, and a few leaves already start to fall. As high summer wanes and the light begins to change, the colors of the earth change. Early harbingers o