This… this is something entirely different from my usual work. Sometimes, when I make music, I get so deep into my “creativity” (wink wink) that I emerge later with no real idea of what I’ve just made. Afterwards, I hear things I created with a sense of awe, either because of how great it is, or how fucking crazy and weird it is. These songs are almost all in the latter category. I was organizing this album, somewhat at random, arrived at an order I thought flowed well, went to listen to it… and couldn’t make it. Granted, I was heavily altered at the time, but it was just too much. Many of these songs have a very hypnotic feeling to them, usually with crazy heavy dark vibes on top of that. And so, for the first time ever, my music is coming with a warning: THIS ALBUM MAY NOT BE APPROPRIATE FOR SERIOUS DRUG USE. It may be, and if you can handle it I’m sure it would be quite something, but I’m seriously warning you. This album is hypnotic and enveloping, it almost seems to feed off of you, replacing your calm with worry… It’s so dark in there that you can’t see, and that’s the frightening part. It’s darker than deep space.
None of that means I don’t like these songs. I really do, even the ones that are barely rhythmic or mastered because they just couldn’t be, ones where I probably should have just quit early on, but didn’t. Some of these songs are wonderful, in my opinion, and they aren’t all so dark and mesmerizing. The warning comes with this album, though, because of how they all work together to trip you the fuck out… It starts seemingly harmless. You’ll enjoy the second song’s warning, view it as more of a quality guarantee… but then, around midway through the fifth track, you may begin to wonder if you bit off more than you can chew. If you can get past track 11, you possess above average skill, and if you can make it all the way through in one listen without tripping absolute balls, I salute you, psychonaut! Enjoy at your own risk. And of course, as always, get something better than laptop speakers and iPhone earbuds to listen to these sonic paintings… shitty speakers flatten my soundscapes out to nothingness.
released June 10, 2014
Shouts out to Trevor Horigan, my good friend, for the cover of this album.
My music exists somewhere between
the highest echelon of existence our species craves to reach and the astral planes one can only explore through ego death. I make music for meditation, music for relaxation, music to accompany beauty and magic...
Alter your perception however you see fit. Begin your favourite activity. Dream with me....more