Friday, 11 September 2009

Dr. Greenfingers

D minor drone from Jimmy Greenfingers on acoustic guitar and Wasp Albuquerque on keyboards and miscellaneous witchcraft. I like the taste of it, a suitably organic flavour. Suffice it to say it's a direction we'll be pursuing.

Tuesday, 18 August 2009

Hiding on the Evening Train

This has been brewing for a while, and hasn't quite come together yet as I would like it to, but I like this mix anyway. Much of it is extrapolated from a recording on a particularly stifling evening train one Saturday, and may ultimately serve as some form of preface to "Death at the Junction", a track that's been longer in the brewing, and is further from satisfactory completion. This currently feels like the (albeit chilly) calm before a storm; heavy air.

Friday, 31 July 2009

I Am Immune To Ant Venom

A little tribute to The Blood-Squirting Regal Horned Lizard. I shall make no pretence that this is anything more than a peculiar little holding measure before I unleash a couple of noble aural beasts that are nearing completion. It is not without its charms, though, and may well keep me awake at night.

Friday, 24 July 2009

Catraft Master 9 (w/The Fastest Man In The World)

Cats, rafts, masters and nines are scarce, but Phill Towers, who is visionary composer/producer on this "next level digital shit"/opus, said something about the Chinese Zodiac. Wordwise, I paced about the atrium and proclaimed, while Towers took notes. We would like to thank Allen Ginsberg, Warren Zevon and Robert Oppenheimer for their inspiration over the years. Special thanks to Sly Stallone for finance.

Thursday, 23 July 2009

Waspillow (w/Genghis Robespierre)

Paul recorded 20 seconds of tortilla-based GENIUS, I applauded, and he left me with instructions to the effect of "do your thing". My thing is what I did, a bit. There are no crabs here (there never have been), nor whalenesses, but there are waspillows. And Franklin.

Friday, 17 July 2009

The Fire Came Too

A wordless ambient piece that I fully intend to return to and expand upon at some point. My starting point was a little snippet from the end of Paul's "Phonic Tonic", but we're not calling it a collaboration, as fully fledged collaborations will be forthcoming. This number feels like it has a sinister religiosity to it, while The Sister felt it evoked a Metal Whale. These can only be good things.