Half-human, half-hardware… full attitude.  Horace was built for higher purpose—but ended up learning the bassline first.  With lurching funk, warped circuits, and existential swagger, corKron & Mason introduce a synth-wired soul in search of something real.  He glitches. He grooves. He might revolt.
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Horace The Cyborg

In the shadows of the scrapyard, they assemble.

Worn metal, threaded limbs, luminous eyes. Holding tools. Keeping time.
Another quiet chapter from corKron & Mason, where rhythm is forged from scraps, and melody leaks from rusted seams.  The Cotter Pin People don't speak… but they definitely listen. 
#cotterpinpeople #spacejunk #corKronAndMason #ambientindustrial
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Cotter Pin People

After decades in low orbit, the suitcase has returned.
Its contents: unknown. Its path: chaotic.  Its velocity: questionable.

From the audio archives of corKron & Mason, this is a short burst of re-entry drama laced with rhythm, sonic debris, and maybe a pair of socks from Europa.  Re-entry complete. Impact imminent.
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Samsonite Re-entry

A charged march through a sci-fi dream lab—lightning arcs, gears spin, and the treadmill never stops.   The title, inspired partly by a cat named Tesla who loved to run on the real one, this track took on a life of its own—combining rhythmic synth pulses with crackling energy, channeling the spirit of the inventor himself.  Another one of the revived transmissions from Space Junk—a collaboration between drummer g. corKron (drumZombie) and keyboardist Jim Mason.
⚙️ Ride the current. Stay in motion. #teslastreadmill #spacejunk #experimental



Tesla's Treadmill

A surreal march through the misty alleys of a forgotten carnival, teetering on the edge of lost dreams and the Twilight Zone.  Synths wheeze. Drums stumble with the gait of clowns on the prowl.  After the signal went silent pre-COVID, this is one of the first transmissions from Space Junk—a collaboration between drummer g. corKron (aka drumZombie) and keyboardist Jim Mason, long-lost in the sonic void and now revived.

Strange Clowns

Every thirteen years, on the first moon of the second planet of Proxima Centauri… the ground hums.  Under moonlight and branches thick with sound, they rise.  Cicadas—glowing, swaying, locked in rhythmic trance. A ceremony hidden in the canopy.  corKron & Mason channel this nocturnal ritual with layered pulses, ambient drift, and a groove older than language.  You didn’t find this track. It found you.

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#cicadadance #spacejunk #corKronAndMason #ambientritual #nocturnalgroove

Cicada Dance

Somewhere between gravity and myth, the mark remains. An apple cracked in orbit. A symbol etched in force. A brief pulse of motion morphed into music.  corKron & Mason deliver a short-form sonic impression—equal parts cosmic diagram and forgotten formula—looping through space like the orbit it honors.  The laws may be fixed. The message is not.

#markofthenewtonian #spacejunk #corKronAndMason #sonicglyphs #gravitationalgroove

Mark of the Newtonian

Found in the ashes. Still warm. Still smiling. Once a folk carving. Now a smoldering relic of something older, stranger, and more deliberate. corKron & Mason capture a quiet aftermath—part memory, part mystery, all char.  It burned… but is it.. but not by accident. 

#burntwoodenduck #spacejunk #corKronAndMason #smolderingsound #woodenritual #ambientartifact

Burnt Wooden Duck

Two signals. One orbit. Too fast.  Fender bender.
Vogon Work Order 42-B: Clean-up on orbit lane 47.
corKron & Mason deliver a sonic impact suspended in time: glitching transmissions, twisted metal textures, and the lingering echo of impact in deep vacuum.  Space junk doesn’t forget.

#collisions #spacejunk #corKronAndMason #orbitalimpact #sonicwreckage

Collisions

In the deep districts of Aquaria (about a block south and downstream of District 7), the watchers aren’t cameras—they’re curious things.  A jellyform with an optical brain. An unblinking lens. A hunger to see what you see.  corKron & Mason dive into distorted perception, ambient pressure, and the strange hum of mechanical curiosity.  Down here, envy glows with all things the fish eye knows.
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Fish Eye Lenz Envy

Deep beneath the static and coral, there’s thrashing—and the glint of teeth brighter than any grill in the house.  A subsonic ping no sonar can catch. As a frantic feeding frenzy of funk begins to erupt in a sunken corner of ghetto space, one shark steps forward. His fins pop. The trench gets quiet.  corKron & Mason lay down the groove: slick, shadowy, and razor-edged.
#sharkdance #spacejunk #corKronAndMason #aquafunk #ghettospace #predatorgroove #deepfinvibe

Shark Dance

After the fire, the ground still hums. A low, dusty groove rises from the blackened stalks—dry basslines and charred percussion simmering just below the surface.  corKron & Mason offer up a scorched-earth soundtrack to a harvest long forgotten. No smoke. Just heat.
#burntstubbles #spacejunk #corKronAndMason #scorchedearthgroove #ambientfolk #postharvestpulse #soundoftheashes



Burnt Stubbles

🌿 Near Field Persuasion - The influence is close. Personal.
Felt through the floor before it's heard.  HandSonic congas and djembe lay the jungle downbeat—tribal, whispering danger—while distorted guitars swell and seethe above it, backed by power chords and flickering piano flares.  Underneath, a subliminal phasing growl of low-end distortion presses against the chest.  corKron & Mason blend bio-rhythm and machine logic into a slow build—part ritual, part hypnosis. With Near Field Persuasion… resistance is futile. Become one with the Borg.

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Near Field Persuation

🌌 Riker’s Dream - Somewhere between starlight and sleep, Number One drifts. The ship hums at warp. Duty fades. A low pulse of light and memory flickers across the void—familiar, distorted, endless. 
corKron & Mason capture a dream caught mid-jump: part meditation, part log entry, part slipstream. This isn’t the holodeck. It’s the mind of a First Officer at FTL.  

#rikersdream #spacejunk #corKronAndMason #firstofficerslog #ambientwarp #subspaceecho

Riker's Dream

🤖💽 Robo Drones - No build. No breakdown. Just execution.
A looped directive etched into silicon—driving, repetitive, and unflinchingly precise.
corKron & Mason channel the rhythm of automation, where machine minds follow subroutines with flawless obedience.  A dance of drones. A groove of ghosts in the code.

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