An excellent experimental vibe to this. Fantastic track!

Excellent sonic structures that are crafted in such a hypnotic way while allowing the imagination to run wild through the high sonic plains of this all. Really cool all the intricate subtleties that are scattered throughout the vast soundscapes of the piece !!

Wow. Hellova good story. That's a visual-inducing description.

Great dark journey with lots of nice twists and turns. Well done, Ian.

cool dark techno beats, very intense sound

Hi and welcome to the 3rd track from my new project "Then She Reaches For The Gun". Huge thanks to all the artists involved. This track features quite a few new people! Its humbling that so many people want to be part of this madness : ) 

The project’s inspiration is two fold: Firstly its a homage to some of the stuff i grew up listening to like Mr. Bungle and other noisy bastards where anything goes, and often in quick fire succession and secondly it is a chance to work with an never ending stream of talented musicians that i have known for years either in real life or via the Internet. Each track will no doubt change depending on who has sent me what. 

This track is titled Fuck Them, They Can Find Their Own Fucking Roadkill To Fuck 

 (This is a quote from Dani Kirby at rehearsal one evening last year when discussing the complex relationship between performing musicians and the general public.)

It features 

Dane Renshaw - Drums
Primaloop        - Drums/Percussion
Gonzalo Serrano - Electronic Drums
Frank Wilke - Trombone
Electro Trek - Voice
Dani Kirby - Voice
Timothy Korstad - Voice
Paul Miller - keyboards/Voice
Fake Stereo Machine - Field Recordings
Axel Weis - Guitar
TexMex Shaman - Guitar
Brendan Corey Benson - Guitar
Chicago Word Brigade - Electronica/Keyboards
Martin Pozdrowicz - Organ
Raul Mainer - Field Recordings 
Wüst - Electronica/Keyboards
Me - Bass Guitar/Noise/arrangement

If you would like to be part of this ongoing project

The process is simple, I collect a bunch of random recordings from people and then see what i can arrange from it. Nothing subtle here, just huge noisy fun : ) I am open to anyone that thinks they might like to be part of this mess. Drop me a message and i will send you my email. The only criteria is that i wont be using samples from TV/film/other music etc, so just original stuff played on instruments, field recordings, stupid drunk conversations etc. Cheers!

Fuck Them, They Can Find Their Own Fucking Roadkill To Fuck

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A journey across the desert.  This takes place in a dream with hazy, dark colours.
The intro sets the scene.  A ritualistic voice is carried by the wind.
A slave escapes from pyramid construction and is pursued by men in chariots. The sun is beating and the air has a liquid quality. Sand is blowing across the plain. The synth lead has an alarm-like quality. The electro 16th notes that come in are a hot, glimmering mirage.
The bass synth is sneaky and searching. The soldiers are beating continuous war drums. A regular horn is being blown. More chasers appear as the snare drum crashes in.  
The escapee luckily grabs hold of a bird and slowly leaves the ground, narrowly avoiding a growling elephant. As the funk guitar comes in we soar through beautiful air, psychedelic colours passing by, going higher and higher until we’re nearly at the limits of our atmosphere. The gods speak to us through another dimension in an indecipherable language.  They sound malevolent and seem to be sending a warning to turn back. We continue to climb further until reaching our biggest peak.
Dark storm clouds appear and slowly we descend. The new acid bass is the call of a large hippo. Alarm bells ring and we feel terror as the pharaohs have caught us up and are waiting below. The chief villain lets out a booming, evil laugh. 
Once on the ground mayhem ensues as we do our best to fight the soldiers off. But they are too numerous to handle and soon we are torn limb from limb in frenzy. The voice of Werner Herzog comes in as if this is one of his films that he’s commenting on. 
The Pharaohs party in macabre celebration.  Our soul leaves the body and rises up as the group sets back off home.

K G G - Pharaoh's March (on the run)

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