This is a memory of the past that has been restored in order to make its successors proceed.
The starting point of musical discovery, using the signature step sequencer of Fruity Loops 3.
An exploration trying to answer a curiosity driven question – what distinguishes a combination of sounds from music?
Quirky and weird experiments with different ideas of having fun, clashing with disengagement from the Reality, in the way a seven year old would perceive it.
All of the tracks share the same lead melodies and most of the patterns, but they use completely different samples.
Noisy and chaotic experiments with where the music starts in the presence of sounds.
It’s boring to you, because you like to fuel your euphoria driven fantasy. Your music is boring to me because it is all the same – tup tis to tis.
If you keep making music about discovery, we will make the Reality in which you live so miserable, you will not have any joy in exploring it.
You are the reason I believe this Reality is such a waste.
A deeply atmospheric piece that plays with the tension between memory, imagination, and the passage of time.
Just bring your garbage on the table to tell us how You feel and let’s move! Bring yourself, with all your foibles and make me dance, rather than tell me how cool you are, playing someone elses words.
All of those beats are sane – but due to careful and patient hand-crafting they seem to be insane.
Noises of the past coming through crackling cables, originating from self-oscillating handmade devices. And a long-forgotten vacuum triode – 6P3S.
Dissonant soundscapes of reverb manipulated into a confusing structure led by clinically digital pulses of noise.
The album moves from undulating rhythms and samples derived from satanic possession and religious fervour, to organs and the drone – drone-like compositions usually attributed to Bolus.
