unused concept for infrequency editions cd packaging
before the end of my journey
may i reach within myself
the one which is the all,
leaving the outer shell
to float away with the drifting multitude
upon the current of chance and change
the warrior rode upon the steed of light
into the ruins of his mind,
seeking solace from the world.
there the broken timbres of his life lay bare,
as ghostly mortals danced their shadow song.
jō mon kō jun
a procedural text score for don buchla’s model 208 synthesizer.
there are some projects which defy completion, which seem to languish in sporadic starts and sudden stops. such is the evolution of this album, which began in early 2019, and was subsequently disassembled and reshaped numerous times, before being utterly forgotten inside an unhelpfully named folder.
this convoluted process was apparently necessary, it allowed me to detach my original intentions from the work, and to discover it like an artifact in an archeological excavation. time has altered and pitted the surfaces, shifted the forms, and allowed me the opportunity to embrace my failures.
life is a thought
or slice of bread
or cat’s meow
or diane wakowski
or sex and life
or sonic mush
or technology developer
or walking the valleys of the mind
or fantastic sound
or wave machines
or live psychics twenty four/seven
or polishing the mirrors of psychosis
or burt lancaster with tony curtis
or paulette goddard with erich maria remarche
or charlie chaplin with everybody’s wives
or strolling, skipping, library tinker, our song, our voice
forever, silence, night, loss.
lance austin olsen