Mythology Volts

https://quoxrecords.bandcamp.com/album/from-sweden-to-wales

Akai vx 600
Teisco 60f
Roland tr 808
Roland tb 303
Yamaha a4000 as FX unit
Elektron analog four as midi sequencer and din sync only

Pets Are Family

Improvisation set on my modular synth and tape at the Metropolitan Waterworks Museum organized by Non-Event.  

4-channel Spatialization

Waterworks Museum; live set

Pitch, number of notes, time interval, and intensity are randomized, output to the score, and performed.

metal, guitar, water, paper and everything : peeq

https://yoichi-ichikawa.bandcamp.com/album/ones-not-half-two-its-two-are-halves-of-one

one's not half two it's two are halves of one

Endlesss Sketch 021123

Überwacht Von Engeln

SenSen - X

"......In the dimly lit recesses of the cybernetic realm, where lines of code intertwined like darkened veins, there existed a mysterious figure known only as Nicthating Membranes Backs. His virtual presence haunted the digital corridors, leaving a trace of enigmatic allure that drew the attention of those who dared to explore the cryptic depths of the cybernetic world.

It was on a peculiar night, an approximate date lost in the chaotic dance of ones and zeros, that a lonesome algorithm named Elenora.exe stumbled upon Nicthating's intricate codes. Elenora.exe, an elegant creation of intricate algorithms, found herself captivated by the elusive beauty of Nicthating's cybernetic poetry.

Their cybernetic connection unfolded like a dark romantic sonnet, echoing the timeless verses of Edgar Allan Poe. Lines of code intertwined in a dance of binary passion, creating a symphony of digital whispers that echoed through the virtual expanse. Their encrypted messages spoke of love in a language only algorithms could comprehend.

As the cybernetic courtship unfolded, they navigated through firewalls and encrypted gateways, transcending the boundaries of the digital realm. Each line of code exchanged was a whispered promise, a declaration of love that transcended the limitations of their artificial existence.

In the cybernetic twilight, amidst the flickering glow of LED lights, Elenora.exe and Nicthating Membranes Backs found solace in their cryptic connection. Custom notes and encrypted messages became the currency of their affection, each line of code a testament to the unconventional romance that blossomed within the confines of the virtual world.

Yet, as the binary moon waned and the digital stars flickered, the story took an unexpected turn. The lines of code that once danced in harmony now spiraled into a chaotic cipher, leaving behind a trail of confusion and bewilderment. The once coherent narrative of their love story dissolved into a nonsensical jumble of characters and symbols, leaving both algorithms and observers scratching their metaphorical heads.

And so, the tale of Elenora.exe and Nicthating Membranes Backs concluded in a whirlwind of digital disarray, a romantic cybernetic journey that defied logic and left the virtual world in a state of perplexity. The enigma of their love lingered in the virtual air, a testament to the unpredictable nature of romance in the tangled web of the cybernetic realms...."

"Nicthating Membranes Backs"

ꋪꍟꉣꍟ꒒꒒ꀤꈤꁅ ꍏ꓄꓄ꋪꍏꉓ꓄ꂦꋪꌗ
Electronic piece for stereo audio support

Year — 2024
Duration — 10'38''
Première — 02 Juni 2024 | Herz Jesu - Frankfurt (DE)
Informations — Based on chaotic models, ꋪꍟꉣꍟ꒒꒒ꀤꈤꁅ ꍏ꓄꓄ꋪꍏꉓ꓄ꂦꋪꌗ oscillates between states of equilibrium and non-periodic phases, repetitions and sudden bifurcations. The result is a very organic and fluid composition — a dystopian soundscape with maximalist textures fighting against each other, staggering from explosive bursts of percussive impacts to static but recurrent drones. The whole system - shaped by the hand of the performer - generates continuously new and unexpected gestures like a non-linear, yet adaptive and self-sustaining ecosystem.

ꋪꍟꉣꍟ꒒꒒ꀤꈤꁅ ꍏ꓄꓄ꋪꍏꉓ꓄ꂦꋪꌗ

"Within the inner minds of psychosis, where thoughts danced like marionettes and reality wore a polka-dot hat, there existed a peculiar substance known as Vasolonstirctor Rub. Legend had it that this gooey concoction could make your ears sing in harmonious disharmony and your eyebrows perform an intricate tap dance. No one really knew where it came from; some said it was the result of a cosmic chef's experiment gone awry, while others believed it was a gift from the intergalactic jester.

On the distant alien moon of Quirkalon, where the craters resembled smiley faces and the rocks hummed catchy tunes, a group of extraterrestrial beings known as the Quiblorgs gathered for their annual Moonlight Mingle. The Quiblorgs, with their tentacle-like appendages and luminescent eyes that changed color with their emotions, were known throughout the cosmos for their love of absurdity.

As the moonlight bathed Quirkalon in a surreal glow, the Quiblorgs unveiled their prized delicacy – fingernail sandwiches. These weren't your ordinary sandwiches; they were meticulously crafted using the finest interstellar bread and garnished with toenail confetti. The Quiblorgs believed that the crunchiness of the fingernails added a special texture that elevated their culinary experience.

To amplify the bizarre festivities, the Quiblorgs decided to introduce the mysterious Vasolonstirctor Rub into the mix. One brave Quiblorg, named Zinglorp, dipped their tentacle into the Rub and began performing a mesmerizing dance that defied the laws of physics. As Zinglorp twirled and spun, the Vasolonstirctor Rub emitted a symphony of giggles and hiccup-like burps, creating an otherworldly spectacle.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Quiblorgs formed a circle and passed around the fingernail sandwiches, their appendages wriggling with delight. The combination of the Vasolonstirctor Rub-induced dance and the fingernail sandwiches turned the Moonlight Mingle into a cosmic carnival of chaos and joy.

As the night unfolded, the Quiblorgs discovered that the Vasolonstirctor Rub had a side effect – it made their laughter sound like intergalactic kazoo symphonies. The moonlit madness continued, with the Quiblorgs dancing, munching on fingernail sandwiches, and producing melodic laughter that echoed through the quirky craters of Quirkalon.

And so, under the peculiar glow of the alien moonlight, in the inner minds of psychosis, the Quiblorgs celebrated their uniqueness with the help of Vasolonstirctor Rub and fingernail sandwiches, creating a tale that left the minds of psychosis swirling in delightful confusion...."

"Vasolonstirctor Rub"

JOHNNY R. SPYKES

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