Name: Interblob 1a by Raw Special Effects
Duration: 3 min 6 s
Description: No overdubs. Recorded straight to hard disc.

No overdubs. Recorded straight to hard disc.

Interblob 1a

Beneath the rust-colored fog of the Outer Districts, a Decameter Antena stuck out of the ground like a stubborn bone. It hummed, but not with signals—its hum was a complaint, a low moan about how the sky refused to collapse properly. People gathered around it once a week to hear the antenna’s grievances, but none understood, except for Dion Quern, who claimed he could translate the static into unfinished lullabies.

The first time Dion played SPYKES "Tragalar Square" on his borrowed computer, the screen fractured into a two-sided mirror. On one side: his face dissolving into salt. On the other: enormous dinosaur scale sound, a thousand claws scraping circuitry. The sound repeated numerous times, swelling until the keyboard began coughing scales like teeth.

Dion had once swallowed a Servocardiac Interrupter during a misfired festival stunt. Instead of killing him, it made his heartbeat sync with machinery—coffee grinders, elevator cables, vending machines that coughed up coins instead of snacks. When he stood close to the antenna, its moan slowed his pulse until it became almost spherical.

>> ERROR 0xD10N_QN:  beat. beat. beat.
>> LOOPBACK /tragalar/square/scale/repeat/repeat/repeat
>> UNDEFINED LANGUAGE DETECTED
???: %drova%serquintar%breath-l0ss%


Ǝɿɘʜʇ noʎ ɘmiʇ pɿɘʜʆ oʇ ɘʞil sɿɘʌɘɿɘ ɿoʇɿɘᴚ: the antenna whispered in reverse, vowels peeling off like wet paint. Dion pressed closer, eyes reflecting backwards sentences that dripped like oil.

The city itself ran on Moral Inversion: bad deeds were rewarded with clean drinking water, good deeds earned you fines and a stiff breeze. So Dion did little wrong, which meant he was constantly thirsty.

At night, the citizens practiced Liquid Breathing, filling their lungs with thick brine from the underground canals. “You’ll get used to it,” they said, gargling between words. Dion never did. He preferred to mutter in Unfinished Languages, the kind with verbs missing and nouns that dissolved halfway out of the mouth:

“Serquintar—no fin, no hold—drova, drova—”

The computer kept replaying SPYKES "Tragalar Square" in the background. But now it was corrupted—half music, half shriek. Text began bleeding onto the monitor:

<mirror.sys OPEN>
<scales.sound.exe RUNNING>
<<<<< DINOSAUR JAW >>>>>
R3p34t(9999)
::glass fracture detected::


One evening, the antenna began reciting in those same fragmented tongues. Dion pressed his ear against the humming metal. It spoke of places where silence was edible and chairs remembered who had sat on them.

ʍoɹɹoʍ ʇɐǝʇ ɹoɟ sʎɹɹoʍ ƃuᴉʇɥƃᴉuo sᴉ ʍoɹɹoʍ

The mirror-screen glitched wide open. Through it, Dion saw creatures walking—scaled skyscrapers, reptile libraries, bone-radio towers humming out Tragalar Square in infinite repeat.

>>> SYSTEM BREATHING LIQUID
>>> HEARTBEAT SYNCH LOST
>>> SCALE-SCALE-SCALE
>>> LANGUAGE://////////UNFIN
>>> ::::::::::::::::::


Dion realized something: the antenna was not transmitting outward. It was listening. And what it heard most clearly was the glitch-poetry rising from the mirror itself:

{scale.mirror}  
   {mirror.scale}  
      {sound.dinosaur}  
         {repeat.repeat}  
            ///////////  
               tra_ga_lar


And then, with a cough, the Decameter Antena laughed like a broken modem drowning in brine.

Tragalar Square

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Photography by George Nebieridze

Mastered by Neel at EnissLab, Rome

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"The Empire Line present six cyclonic episodes for confined spaces on their debut album, 'Rave.'

Comprised of Posh Isolation's Christian Stadgaard (Damien Dubrovnik, Vanity Productions), Jonas Rönnberg (Varg), and with Isak Hansen (Iron Sight) on tantrums, the trio's marauding live shows have been translated into a slippery set of pummelling techno works, watermarked with florid noise.

'Rave' is a celebration of contemporary rave culture, focused on the everlasting and transcendent as the night slips out past the day. With living-for-the-weekend hedonism irretrievably converted into a manicured, violent cliché, building new worlds and forging new modes of intimacy takes an exceptional sincerity. Naming some of the crews closest to The Empire Line in the album's titles, their spaces are examples of just how rave culture persists as a transgressive stronghold in people's lives.

Ranging from k-hole anthems to jacking, close-range sessions, 'Rave' still bears the traces of the group's experimental background, ensuring the tension is kept up through the catharsis."

The Empire Line – Fast Forward (Intet glemt, intet tilgivet)

Pimmon - Copper Hats CDr

Came in a fancy-ass envelope, for fuckers.

http://www.discogs.com/Pimmon-Copper-Hats/release/757090

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Pimmon - Radiates, Codes Locked

12 16 18 (for nobukazu takemura)

Farmersmanual live at Ultraschall Munich 1996. Autoedit 1 from Part 1.

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