A short note before Friday
Sometimes it is enough to remember a simple thing: there are artists of the old school who do not chase attention. They work quietly, with care, year after year. Nikakoi and Natalie Beridze belong to this kind of truth. They move at their own pace and meet on one stage because it feels natural.
Nikakoi. Born in Tbilisi. One of the first Georgian electronic musicians whose work was released in Europe, giving his sound an early presence outside the country. Works with minimal electronics, long loops, and small everyday noises. Once said:
I don’t like to explain music. It is simple enough.
Released small editions, disappeared for years, then returned as if nothing had happened.
Natalie Beridze. Composer and vocalist. One of the first Georgian electronic artists whose work reached far beyond the country. Recorded in Europe, worked with theatre, taught, and remained a steady, recognisable figure in her field. She said:
I write things you can live through again.

What brings them together is attention to detail, to silence, to the space between sounds.
Love.
Love for music.
Love for children.
Short facts:
— Nikakoi often builds tracks from everyday noises and old devices.
— Beridze first began making music on Nikakoi’s computer.
— Their live sets are quiet, slow.
— This is not about dancing, but about listening.


I listen to the bread

Shut Up and Shoot

Twenty Two

Bambusikha

Cardamon Spell — one day only

The Road to the Meadow of Awakening

Giraffe Tapes returns home

About us

GiraffeHome — a place where food remembers why it was created

The Shadow That Knew the Light

The Fog That Remembers

The Alchemy of the Sea Buckthorn

Fado of the Dying Sun

Peter’s Pigeons

Whispers of the Acacia

Miro and the Three Days

Lift your gaze

Igo and the Silence He Heard

Lucia and the Voice That Woke Up Late

The Kitchen Where the World Comes Alive

I, Tejo, Architect of Unspoken Worlds

The Summit That Breathes Light

Where the Crickets Sing

To my grandmother Annushka

Odysseus

Victor’s plant

Lila’s Herbarium

When the Birds Return

Where Sound Ends: Ambient as a Way of Being

Not by path, but by memory

The bread rose in the oven

New Merch from giraffehome — Artifacts of Time on T-Shirts. Coming Soon

The Light Within

When the trees were small

Light through the window

I am giraffe tapes

The ocean

Analog vibes only

Priceless

A Lonely Tree Between Worlds

The Juggler from Childhood

The story of a certain rabbit

One Shot, One Chance

Reflection is looking at you

And we pretend to understand

A space of inspiration

Love people not labels

Grandmother’s Rushnyks

Stay analog

Indian memories and captured radio waves via Rusted Tone Recordings

Film is not dead

Letters that were never sent

Sometimes a period is just a comma

The old wallpaper

Press play. Stay analog.

Play. Pause. Repeat.

What does the brick hide?

History speaks

Photography isn’t just an image

The funicular glides slowly

Black and white symphony
