Low Frequency Listening Radar

Please help me to inspire Ade to reopen his line of Wesley Willis t-shirts. Mine wore out. I need a new one. Thanks Wesley so much for your pure and uninhibited authenticity. Thank goodness that you were around when you were and also thank goodness for the random people I sometimes meet who seem to embody a similar spirit to you. It was only last weekend I was lucky enough to meet an old lady, a 'cancerian' called Diana, who sang Doors songs with me at the market. Thank you, I understood and good luck. She understood the 'flake.' Back to this song, it's a true story and if I hadn't have made this, Ade's head might have exploded like when we was at Krakatoa in the famous picture. this kind of joke is warped innit. Will someone please design me a 'this kind of joke is warped t-shirt?' Ade, I'm looking at you but I know you're busy. I love my friend Ade and all my friends, it kills me so bad that life cut me off for so long and seems to be trying to perform a checkmate, but at least there is still the gag, the joke, even if it's warped. As long as there is even a trace of it, a remnant, that's enough to carry on. PS. I'm serious about trying to find the Canadian lady who wanted to buy a bulk order of Wesley Willis shirts for her shop. If this song ever found her, I would literally buy Ade the cable so he could access his old computer for the design, get a t-shirt press, and press them myself and this time take the details down correctly and ship em out. thank you. love greybagZ and the bugman. this is a song, a celebration of 'the gag', friendship, the flake and not giving a fuck.

This kind of joke is warped (in dedication to Wesley Willis)

Slow piece, piano and synth improvised layers.

Musical response to haiku:

"snowflakes gently fall
cold winter’s pale sakura
I envy the birds"
(Scott)
(naviarhaiku378)

Snowflakes [naviarhaiku378]

Towards That Mere Semblance

the beginning of all art:
a song when planting a rice field
in the country’s inmost part.

naviarhaiku384: the beginning of all art

BWR Reactor

オルフェ

剥製の天使　愛された幽霊
どこまで登る　階段裏で出会い

剥製の天使　愛された幽霊
詩人は白紙の詩集を読んだ
詩人は白痴で詩集に酔っていた

剥製の天使　愛された幽霊
詩人は白紙の詩集を読んだ
痴人は白痴で死臭に酔っていた

Orufe

Erhu - Dreams Of China

In Marfa, Texas.
On the third day of May 1973.
A dust devil tore part of the dome off the Presidio County Courthouse.
During the subsequent repair a wax roll flight recorder was found attached to one of the roof spars.
The apparatus was brought to Marfa physics teacher Sul Ross for analysis.
Ross observations were the following:
The wax roll was partly melted.
Probably from flying too close to the sun due to the high content of Helium-4 iosotopes.
Embedden in the wax were also a profused amount of pollen.
The closest match for the very specific morfology of pollen is only to be found in the foothills of the Atlas range.

Uppon being played back on a Edison wax reel machine the roll crumbled to grains as it was rolling.

This is what Ross was able to transcribe in this one of session:

"Born by helium balloon
Infusion soon
Come, clear your creedence
Hail the balloon, the Led Zeppelin gloom
The clone war
Hail the balloon war
It is not a feature of this
It is not a feature of that
Le Singe royale
Elle e amoreux fou
Le Singe royale
El é amoreux fou
Half way house
We need a day and night place in time"

Then the apparatus caught fire and Ross passed out, intoxicated from the fumes.
He awoke the next day only to find the ruined roll and apparatus.
And his transcript.

barthaarschneider- Vocals, lyrics
Nic- Bass, lead guitar (wah solos)
Monkey Blood Lowdown- Drums
Admiral Krank- Rhythm guitar, slide guitar, lead guitar (outro solo)

Greatest Hits

Le Singe Royal

Le Singe Royale

Felidyne

From The Other Side

Want Me Forever?

Makers Of A Storm

'The flakeometer is out of range' playlist is the latest EP. 🥴 DIY alternative post-punk indie chaos from Croydon, South London, formed of Bugman on vocals, greybagz on guitar, Corporal Glain on synths, Bramble on bass and Bobby Sacamano on drums. ultimate one chip pony; Human Bean's aren't designed to flake for so long…

This kind of joke is warped (in dedication to Wesley Willis)

The Barcode Debacle