“It’s a sampledelic southward trip down the archipelago, all the way down to the secret lagoon beyond the volcanic peaks, the lagoon you can only access by sea. There the water laps against the shore, and it’s impossible not to get lost in the remote world there, till you can’t fathom the amount of time you spend transfixed.

It’s a long damn time.

It’s so long that, if you’re like me, your beard grows and your skin tans and your clothes become tattered strips by the weather, and still there you are, day after day, mesmerized in a haze of half understanding. Moments and memories blur, the sun sparkles on the water, the rain falls in sheets. The Earth turns, day to night, a crackling fire keeps you warm. And still this place, this Bloop, has a hold on you. The cerulean surface is a mirror to the sky, and you fall into it and transform, gliding like an albatross forever crossing the great expanses.”
- Tiny Mix Tapes

“Sitting on the beach in Kekaha, Kauai, the sun has a few more hours before it rises away from view. Sleep has settled like a fog, all is quiet, only the crash of waves can be heard. In the distant horizon, a silhouetted land mass holds firm focus. This is the island of Niʻihau. Protected, forbidden, a place only natives can travel to and from. There are satellite views, also select trips to the northern uninhabited part of the island, beyond this, there is extremely limited knowledge of the small village residing there. Tonight is special, the ocean is relatively quiet and the wind pushes from there to here, throwing a sonic pass exactly on target. Traveling the seventeen miles without corruption, beautiful melodies are heard with welcome. They are clear and magical. Instilling images of old growth palm trees gently touched by a western breeze, their green luster sparkling from the moonlight’s reflection. Sandy paths leading down to the beach where long lines of waves produce crystalline reflections, disappearing until their swell mates follow. The undisturbed life has time to make patient and simply natural music. Tropical, remote, relaxing, and uniquely distinct, a wish to see the source is wisely balanced with the the understanding of the fortuitous conditions to hear sounds ‘Out of the Bloop.’” - Lost in a Sea of Sound

"These songs were born out of lying in bed on rainy days, summer walks at dusk, and watching the sunset at Zuma. I recommend pairing them with similar activities." - JB

released September 1, 2019

Produced by Julia Bloop

Album Art by Simon Liu