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Dystopian electronic project Detraction has a new album out. This one fascinatingly introduces pop sensibilities through trip hop beats that weave in and out of the experimental, dense soundscapes. As a concept the whole thing feels like one is retrieving fond moments out of distorted dreams. The final track drones on as if the dreams are becoming more vivid until ultimately they wither away. Detraction juxtaposes joy and dysphoria in a poignant way.

via/Breaking And Entering https://breakingandentering.net/2021/09/02/audio-detraction-umami-land/

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Sometimes time slips by.
Sometimes it rewinds,
and collects unspent energy.
Either way, time is a resource,
a curse, a pathway
into willingness
stillness, and procrastination.
Either way,
Time is itself
and you are
just Time in the Making.

060321

It’s happened before, yet how will it happen again?
Perhaps it will be done before it has started?
Perhaps it’s done and finished?
Perhaps it’s finished and no-one will notice.
Thus is creation, its own reflection,
incomplete science jettisons us
straight into absurdity.

060321 v2

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Spring is passing!
Birds are singing, fish weeping
With tearful eyes.

Matsuo Bashō, Narrow Road to the Deep North (Oku no hosomichi, 奥の細道)

Such wonderful introspective qualities in all of Bashō’s work, where spirituality meets the Earth, like lightning creating an arc of light over the horizon. Then there’s Issa (Cup of Tea), another Haiku poet that I love, for his material tends to speak for the voiceless, and transcends the earthly realm, being earthly nonetheless, and like Basho, Issa’s work contains a heavy amount of voidness and beauty.

Even with insects—
some can sing,
some can’t.

Kobayashi Issa [all the time I pray to Buddha]

And my favorite of all time:

On a branch
floating downriver
a cricket, singing.

Kobayashi Issa [On a branch …]

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You’re ever so multilayered,
and complex in design.
Your breath is music,
as is your skin,
a beautiful canvas
resisting gravity,
and its
past trauma.
You are effervescent,
and thought provoking.
One with history,
and enlightening
trajectories in the making.
You are a child of the universe.
Born from the need,
for a better future and home,
for all sentient beings and distant cousins,
beyond Here/Now.
Yes, you are loved,
forever and always.
Just continue being
who you are,
and strive for the Light.

And

Life is a sequence of events,
as are thoughts.
One can be edited,
in real time, as
the other tends, to
fade quick and,
jump out of
step.
Eventually nothing makes sense,
to the observer,
the observed,
and so on.
We live in a dream.

via/030421-042621

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侘寂

“In traditional Japanese aesthetics, wabi-sabi (侘寂) is a world view centered on the acceptance of transience and imperfection. The aesthetic is sometimes described as one of appreciating beauty that is “imperfect, impermanent, and incomplete” in nature. It is a concept derived from the Buddhist teaching of the three marks of existence (三法印, sanbōin), specifically impermanence (無常, mujō), suffering (苦, ku) and emptiness or absence of self-nature (空, kū).”

via/https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wabi-sabi

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[notes/text]

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Musique concrète
Sound collage
Electro-industrial
Spacemusic
Drone

Electronic dream-state projection and synthetic ambience.

[sometimes Heavy Disco]

reassembled data

Editing

Prototype

Coffee persuasion
Editing
Dubecian

“When you sit back and realize what year it really is,
and how many birthdays you’ve had,
and the Earth is just a rock in delicate balance,
within the void of outer-space.
You might just become aware that Life is an exercise
in knowing, loving and dishing-out compassion
to all fellow Earthlings, and those not of this Earth.
Then Life becomes a journey to absolute Warmth and Giving.”

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[detracted]

If you look into the abyss, and it looks back at you, you must realize, it’s

If the Abyss ever looks back at you, please realize.

My emotions now seem to flow asymmetric opposed to congruent.
It’s like I’m constantly editing live music on the fly, yet the notes are thoughts and feelings.
I’d give anything to record it, and play it back sometime.

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Big thanks to The Library of Congress and Brian Foo for allowing this to be possible.

From the article:

Users will have access to a massive audio collection that dates back over a hundred years, almost to the invention of the phonograph. According to the L.O.C., there will be three ways to access these sound files: an interface for searching by sound and metadata; a simple music-creation app that easily allows the collection to be remixed with hip-hop beats; and various “sample packs” full of thousands of clips from particular collections.

Article link: https://consequenceofsound.net/2020/04/ibrary-of-congress-open-source-hip-hop-dj-citizen/ 

Library of Congress/Citizen DJ link: https://labs.loc.gov/work/experiments/citizen-dj/