this is the fifth track from the 2020 album "Void"

Multiple Time Dimensions

Liner Notes by the editors:

Little is known about the band that has created this song. Most of this little information can be gleaned from the website of FMT, whom a previous SHELLF LIFE release can be attributed to. We caution that we do not know if any or all of this information is outdated: https://furicomusicteam.blogspot.com/p/shellf-life-interview.html Unfortunately, the Furico Team was not available for commentary, since they are launching quite a different kind of historic project on kitchen label.  

Some questionable facts regarding STRANGELOVE’S BRAIN’s release are related in quite a verbose and unreliable way tinged with judgemental interpretation and interspersed with pseudointellectual preconceptions here:   https://soundcloud.com/sonic-textures/shellf-life-paraphernalia-and-parerga-2025 (German original, as far as we can discern). According to that ‚account‘, the recording of STRANGELOVE’S BRAIN was found on a self-burnt disc (ha, that ancient Nero joke!) in a forgotten chest. The poem used in this recording is the only item that can be traced to an author (jo richter) who was kind enough to allow us to reprint here. Obviously, the references to the war-inflicted tragedies of Hiroshima and Nagasaki make it of  special importance at this moment in history, not only because of current tensions, but also because those two catastrophies happened about 80 years ago in August 1945. We therefore decided to release the two versions known thus far as a vinyl single to the general public, accompanied by an image attributed to the same author as the poem.


Strangelove's Brain

another pensive pariah
spotted on the outskirts
of Hyperbolea, Parolia
avant, avant, sempre vorwärts

keeping the obvious captive
locked in a by a reverse smirk
another dementia denier
Hiroshima, where shadows lurk

and the moon keeps rising, rising
every other day, socializing
with singed hands on bare rocks

iron out unseemly locks
to keep face, straight, straight
little boys take progress' bait

A: Strangelove's Brain  (nuclear mix)

A new song inspired by a friend's post today..... "We are living with the impact of anger and refusing to listen and truly hear each other. The culture of avoiding politics and religion for fear of conflict has atrophied our muscles for truly listening and having productive and effective dialogue with anyone.
“[Republican pollster ]Luntz: And in 2014, I got it. I got how awful our country already was with each other. And that’s because all these focus groups I was doing would degenerate into delegitimization, dehumanization. It was all the bad that we were to come to see 24 months later. And the reason why I saw it is because I heard it. Because I did these focus groups—not the polling. I have to sit with people and see them. 
First, the arms get folded. Then the head starts to nod back and forth in a rejection of what they’re hearing. Then the eyes roll and the head goes back, and at that moment they’re getting ready to be disrespectful, disingenuous. I see it coming. And I saw this again and again and again. And my issue is, I don’t know how to fix it.”

Lyrics:
In a world so loud, and the skies so grey
We’re walking' on the edge, trying to find our way
Got our hearts on our sleeves, but we carry our scars
Points of view like highways, twisting in the dark

Listen, listen, listen, if only we could try
With our walls drawn high, we’re just passing by
It’s hard to stay calm when opinions collide
But maybe in the silence, we could turn the tide

We fold our arms tight, nod our heads in vain
Rollin' our eyes at the sound of the rain
But the pain is out there, just behind our doors
Wrapped up in anger that we can’t ignore
                                                         
We try to understand and contemplate
But we end up fighting while our worlds separate
Prepare for the battle and the name calling game
But the love we ignore keeps calling out our name

Listen, listen, listen, with every breath we try
Let us close our eyes, and say goodbye
To the anger and pain that remains
With every chance let us be free of disdain

Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2025
Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea
Image: gravity cut

Listen, Listen, Listen

In 12 days with a multidrone octave bamboo made by William Thoren. Lovin it!

Multidrone Adventure

01 - SA - Alev Lenz 3 - Interactive Album - Soul of Runner
02 - OT - TM - Women Choir Sustains Uuh Pitch Slides TM- Harps and Vibes - Pendulum Swells TM
03 - SA - ORBIS - Loops Playable - Balafon ConChaCha - Crunch - Tibetan Bells - Shimmer

Alev Lenz - 3 - Drone

Music available on bandcamp https://thebargainbasementbutterflies.bandcamp.com/

The Bargain Basement Butterflies are gleefully inspired by Kraftwerk, Erasure, OMD, the Lightning Seeds, Depeche Mode, Howard Jones, The Cure, Laurie Anderson and a host of other terrific artists old and new.

Living Life and Making Music, because what else is one to do? 

Open to collaborations.
I do love to sing...or play.