From the original opera, CPU
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As I lie in wait the screen will load.
Why try perpetuate the episode?
I know just how far this will go.
Watch me chase her down a rabbit hole.

She stays folding constant memory
Like tape, all that’s left is shimmering.
Losing and over-clocking all that we
Won’t leave now witnessing through history.

Just numbers in the cloud
No signal to the ground

I wait calculating entropy (while)
She slips into something misery.
We are so far along the plot erodes.
Witness all at once the overload.

Just numbers in the cloud
No reason to be found
Six chambers in the round
Let’s find our way down

As she tries to stop the sound

I stay – partition partial memory
Someday duplicate my apathy.
She states “You only want what you can see”
I’ll create a better virus to release.

Stage 1 – dissolve the casing carefully
Stage 2 – deploy the virus properly
Stage 3 – This strain of poison digital
Now breathe – The devastation: critical

It shakes pixelating visually.
We break – electronic shattering.
Reshape the virus out of misery.
She will reboot a better part of me.

Just numbers in the cloud
No reason to be found
Six chambers in the round
Let’s find our way down.

We are. We are all a part of this. (We are, we are.)

We all, we all fall apart at this. (We are, we are.)

We all. We all had a part in this. (We are, we are.)

We are. We are all a part of this. (We are, we are.)

Like children in the crowd
Left screaming this aloud
Six chambers in the ground
We’ve found our way…

She fakes replicating part of me.
Retake deploy the virus constantly.
We make a first-world catastrophe.

She breaks self-importing gravity.
Create self-revolving memory.
We are all that’s left in front of me.
We drown celebrating gravity.

Recorded at Traxler Studios (2016)

CPU (EP)

CPU (Overture)

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Echo Artifact is Al Cerulo and Jude Traxler; multi-instrumentalists live-looping original songs within a narrative structure.