lost in a sea of sound

Friday the 13th brings a weight with it. An ominous undertow of sick feelings lying beneath the current of the day. The augmentation of this state rest in so many experiences throughout the conscious wake. On this Friday the 13th, Rambutan's Parallel Systems was playing through the car stereo while driving on highway 28 in North Carolina. Fontana Dam Visitor Center was closed and empty due to the long list of COVID park shut downs of more than a year in duration. The dam's spillways were shut creating empty tunnels descending into the earth. Only trickles of water heard from each, while another selection on Parallel Systems blares from the car. I am sure it was System 4 with Gayle Brogan, Andrew Paine, Mike Watt, Kevin McCarvel, Chris Robert and Eric Hardiman. Their selection pushing on the thresholds just a little bit more, a post catastrophic world empty of the energy of people.    Parallel Systems was not intended to drive us past what we are comfortable with. From this mass

We dig into the earth with well designed machines powered by tremendous might. We dig into minds with sonic frequencies wavering to the conscious construct of energy creating them. Both terrestrial excavation and aural infiltration are not explosions moving massive amounts of earth or thoughts, they are finitely precise. Like an archeologist, Bob Bellerue patiently removes the sediment our minds collect. A lattice work of metal strings hovering above a newly awakened state. A droning pool of energy hums below, pulling at dream that will eventually find us.  Radioactive Desire is massive intensity delivered in a mammoth composition. A sonic landscape filled in extremes, from classical strings of the violin to industrial creations of unknown origin. From the dense presence of the opening selection "The Longest Year", Bob Bellerue warms the mind with a symphonic tune up. Many of the sounds to follow coming together for a first conditioning of the mind. Our thresholds are limbere

Have we all said thank you to Peter Kris and Norm Heston? Thank you for the second in a row, historical mind opening lesson with music as a medium. Following last years Vanguard Youth composition is Cooper Do​-Nuts and the City of Night. Both the history of Cooper Do-Nuts and John Rechy's novel City of Night were unknown to me. But listening to Q///Q while reading history have become a new found significance. Q///Q newest composition touches on the turmoil the Los Angles LGBT community endured during the 50's and 60's.    Q///Q takes vintage rhythms and beats from our sonic industrial past and rewrites them with a creative new beauty. This mirrors well with the topics Q///Q chooses to center around. Like the hash industrial clamor of the early eighties pushing the threshold of most everyone, the LGBT community faced the obtuse thought of the people around them. But unlike industrial music where people could choose to not listen, individual's paths of love and life were

Connected conscious, a relative thought many times unconsidered when listening to music. A duo or band lives and breathes these connections every time they work together. In the description of taylorshit.net, they multiply connected conscious by thirty two. Close to three dozen members living spaced out across the country and working on one composition from their remote locations. Now they have made a new tie with thirty two plus. Another part of the collective, not helping to create music, but hopefully bringing more minds into an awareness state.   The first descriptive note i read about taylorshit.net was from their bandcamp bio, mentioning being known for playing at the International Noise Conference in Miami. In talks with a good friend in Hollywood, Florida, this music gathering has been in discussion many times before. I have always thought this is the Mecca for the most loudest and harsh noise. Mango Coconut Habanero makes this thought an idea to completely reconsider. Expectat

Waking to Wiggly, early morning dream songs we wish to continue but the alarm has stopped them. Fortunately they are recorded and can be heard again. Going to start with the fourth track "Guttertune", a gluey melody reaching back to the civil war, then re-written by Kris Kristofferson and finally coming to fruition on this composition. And this is the shortest selection on the cassette... Where to begin a description after this? Wiggly is a mystery. Beginning with any reference to who's project this is and finishing with lovely flowing current of sounds to deep for any genre fishing nets to bring up.   The title of this cassette is something to talk about, but i don't want to go into some tangent making frivolous connections.  It is funny title and other than this being the longest title ever posted on this site, that is all that will be said. The eight tracks composing this release have a beautiful congruence. From "Bunnyrabbit" kicking off with electric gu