"By the 2030s, serving a prison sentence had evolved into an exceptionally cruel and bizarre experience, though potently efficient and, somehow, well-respected. Gone were the days of sitting around idly, just trying not to get beaten up while waiting for your sentence to be over. No, you were incarcerated in a virtual penal education portal. Imagine a video game that felt, sounded, and looked like reality, but where you were made, with vivid, graphic detail, to relive your crime against humanity from the receiving end in shocking and deeply moving ways that could only be imagined. Then, you were forced to learn, at length, the gaps in your ignorance. Through the brutal autocracy of supply-side economics, private prisons devolved into skyscrapers full of tiny cells, barely wider than the wingspan of a large adult. Strapped into "the machine," as they called it, and plugged into "Convict University", your body and mind were constantly in motion, while in reality, you were in a perpetual state of aestivation. A highly engineered fungus was both part of your daily sustenance and your captor. It was forced through a tube, along with a nutrient-rich slurry awash in hypnotic drugs and antibiotics. This was such a cheaper and more effective form of incarceration and re-education that it swept the globe. Even so, some estimated that a full 3.8% of the planet's global energy output was consumed by these towers of torpor and the systems that re-learned all those who needed their thinking corrected. Curiously, these systems had originally been designed by the Russians for keeping mortal bodies working and minds sharp during deep space travel and were adapted to this disturbingly efficacious purpose upon that once-proud nation’s plunge into the depths of cruel, capitalistic oligarchy..."

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Towers Of Torper

On this the week of 1-8-21 on “In Synthesis with Infinite Is”, we begin the show with some sounds reflecting on the seditious riot of the superstitious right at our nations capital. We are deeply saddened and disappointed at the lives lost and the trust that was squandered in service of despotic, superstitious lies and a selfish mans injured pride. We must steel ourselves against this blatant attack on our democracy and find a way forward that respects all those who built this great nation and look forward to a vision of a more just, rational, compassionate and truthful path.


We then convey a few area announcements and review a live in studio set from December of 2019 called "The Battle Of The Beeg". An ode to the biofreighter of legend and those who lived for it's mission. The show closes with a deep and melodic closing improv session.

You can stream or download this entire show for free at the Internet Archive, here: https://archive.org/details/1-8-20-in-synthesis-with-infinite-is

In Synthesis with Infinite Is” is a synthesizer themed radio showthat celebrates synthesized sounds, from ethereal to industrial on ourtiny insignificant planet spaceship, orbiting a minor star in our vast expanding and surprisingly noisy multiverse. Featuring fresh, original improvisational synthesizer jams. Produced for WOOL.fm 91.5 in Bellows falls"Black Sheep Radio" and Rewind 106.5 W293BH and WCFR 1480 AM in Springfield Vermont by the members of the band Infinite Is, Jeff Ramen and Evan Parks. Every episode is a brand new synthesized musical journey or two performed live.

Typically the first hour long improvisational set is virtually uninterrupted, then we typically hear a few area announcements, then comes a recording of a past live set, or sometimes a synth piece or two sent in by listeners, after that the show usually closes with another live set, of about a half hour. In Synthesis with Infinite Is can be heard every Friday from 8 to 10pm est. on WOOL.fm

Stream it worldwide live at WOOL.fm:

http://blacksheepradio.org/WOOL/

The show also airs Saturday nights at 9 on Rewind 106.5 fm and WCFR 1480 on the AM dial

http://www.wcfram1480.com/

Both stations can be found on the Tunein app and Radio.Garden You can also stream or download past shows from the archive, here:

https://archive.org/details/@in_synthesis_on_wool_...

Visit the official show blog for pictures, track lists, links, video and contact info :

http://infiniteis.org/

Would you like to play live improv sets with Infinite Is on the air? We are currently playing over the internet using an open source streaming program called "Jamulus", if you want to record some live improv sets with us, please let us know! Would you like us to consider playing your radio safe synthesized music on our show? Just want to say hi or tell us what you like about our show? Please drop us a line at: insynthesis@infiniteis.org

Sedition Of The Superstitious

"Stranded just a few kilometers from the fast moving kill zone, Basakai crawled away from the horrifying sounds and smells of the biofreighters approaching storm of deadly falling spikes. A great cloud of death, soil and debris reared up toward the upper atmosphere, like a giant poisonous wave, poised to smash down upon a tiny boat. Already the wind carried the first wisps of heat, fine dust and the smell of vaporizing infrastructure. There would be no escape from this erasure. Then looking back upon the last few maneuvers, this poor, wretched fool now began to see where it all went wrong. What a reckless idiot, how could anyone be so easily convinced to put all their eggs in one hatchettolite hole like that. Why oh why?

 A stench of fungus began to filter into the leading edge of the dust cloud and the acrid air tasted like metal. Basakai knew that this meant that there was only a short time before the poison scrambled every sensory input and jumbled every code. Breaking down atomic bonds of all living things, the experience was engineered with the final mercy of immeasurable bliss on behalf of the soon to be victims, the transition from living to dead would culminate in a brilliant flash of white hot pleasure. Once this poor soldier’s butterflies began floating, the terror washed away and there was nothing left to do but flip over and spread out on the trembling ground facing the sky.

 Deep breaths now, exhale slowly, the brilliant warm glow builds even through closed eyelids. It was over, it was time to give in to entropy. Basakai swallowed hard, belly quivering with adrenaline and the great shaking of the ground beneath.  There will be no one left to remember the sacrifice of this one life, in just a few revolutions, this planet will be unrecognizable, once the Rhizomes take hold. All Basakai could do now was to follow training and begin counting backwards..."

Listen to this entire show, free at you leisure at the Internet Archive, here: https://archive.org/details/1-22-21-in-synthesis-with-infinite-is

On this the week of 1-22-21 on "In Synthesis With Infinite Is" the show opens with a dramatic, high energy hour long live set. Then in the second hour we listen back to a live, in studio jam from 4-17-20 called "Loud Like Lisimbala".

https://soundcloud.com/theinfiniteis/loud-like-lisimbala-4-17-20-in-synthesis-with-infinite-is-closing-live-set

Then after the conveyance of a few area announcements the show closes with a melodic improv set. Clips were clipped, beats were beaten, tones were toned and much fun was had by all.


In Synthesis with Infinite Is” is a synthesizer themed radio showthat celebrates synthesized sounds, from ethereal to industrial on ourtiny insignificant planet spaceship, orbiting a minor star in our vast expanding and surprisingly noisy multiverse. Featuring fresh, original improvisational synthesizer jams. Produced for WOOL.fm 91.5 in Bellows falls"Black Sheep Radio" and Rewind 106.5 W293BH and WCFR 1480 AM in Springfield Vermont by the members of the band Infinite Is, Jeff Ramen and Evan Parks. Every episode is a brand new synthesized musical journey or two performed live.

Typically the first hour long improvisational set is virtually uninterrupted, then we typically hear a few area announcements, then comes a recording of a past live set, or sometimes a synth piece or two sent in by listeners, after that the show usually closes with another live set, of about a half hour. In Synthesis with Infinite Is can be heard every Friday from 8 to 10pm est. on WOOL.fm

Stream it worldwide live at WOOL.fm:

http://blacksheepradio.org/WOOL/

The show also airs Saturday nights at 9 on Rewind 106.5 fm and WCFR 1480 on the AM dial

http://www.wcfram1480.com/

Both stations can be found on the Tunein app and Radio.Garden You can also stream or download past shows from the archive, here:

https://archive.org/details/@in_synthesis_on_wool_...

Visit the official show blog

http://infiniteis.org/

Basakai's Bioconversion (pt 1)

Mirror
Lyrics by Jeff Ramen


because we live
because we die
because the stars
light up the sky

it’s not within
it’s not without
face to face
break through the doubt

because we live
because we die
because the summer
fireflies

its neither here
its neither there
empty rooms
there’s no one there

because we give
because we care
because its lost 
it’s always there

bright prisms
break the light
broken glass 
that splits the night

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Mirror

"The atmosphere shimmered emerald green with aurora that night, from horizon to horizon, it filled the sky. A single, hectic point, was visibly pulsing a dazzling array of color. It would be the last signal that the Arecibo observatory would receive before it was crippled. Some suspected that the damage was inflicted to prevent further communications from being heard. This massive dish was uniquely apt at sucking in the singing, broad spectrum signal. Flaring with great intensity, Proxima Centauri, a low mass main sequence star was somehow transmitting a bizarre data stream. Nobody seemed to be able to translate into useful information, yet there could be no doubt that the star was pulsing with this sort of obviously ordered transmission. Just shy of an hour, the recording presented such a startling rhythm, and the strangest alien sounding melody, the scientists tasked with trying to decode it would play the audible portion of the spectrum as they worked. In fact it was leaked and soon became a popular hit on all of the planets top 40 charts somehow, everyone seemed to become obsessed with it’s hypnotic draw. Almost overnight it was nearly impossible to escape it as it was broadcast 24 hours a day, on every frequency. It leapt from boomboxes, screeched from drive through speakers, careened out of car stereos, crept from clip on speakers, that began to hang from crowds of distracted pedestrians, like parasites. It echoed out of minarets, church steeples, it was on the subway, at the grocery store, in the elevator, blaring thinly from every phone, tablet and laptop. Gogo, somehow knew, like a very select few, that from the moment he heard it, he had to stop it, he had to shut down the mountain, and disable the massive dish and quick..."

Stream or download this entire show free at the Internet Archive: https://archive.org/details/1-29-21-in-synthesis-with-infinite-is

On this the week of 1-29-21 on "In Synthesis with Infinite Is", we begin with a robot voiced message from our closest star system, Proxima Centauri with a tune called "Proxima Calling". Then we travel back in spacetime where we listen in to jets whooshing toward a shimmering wall of wormhole called "All The Kings Horses". After a few area announcements we have a long suureal look at our reflection when Jeff seizes control of the vocoder for a piece entitled "Mirror". Contemplations were contemplated, Thoughts were thunk, counterpoints were pointed out, voices were vocoded and much fun was had by all.

In Synthesis with Infinite Is” was a synthesizer themed radio show that celebrates synthesized sounds, from ethereal to industrial on our tiny insignificant planet spaceship, orbiting a minor star in our vast expanding and surprisingly noisy multiverse. Featuring fresh, original improvisational synthesizer jams. Produced for WOOL.fm 91.5 in Bellows falls"Black Sheep Radio" and Rewind 106.5 W293BH and WCFR 1480 AM in Springfield Vermont by the members of the band Infinite Is, Jeff Ramen and Evan Parks. Every episode is a brand new synthesized musical journey or two performed live.

You can also stream or download past shows from the archive, here:

https://archive.org/details/@in_synthesis_on_wool_...

Visit the official show blog for pictures, track lists, links, video and contact info :

http://infiniteis.org/

Proxima Calling (pt 1)

Commandeering a patrons hat as he slides into his seat at MacLaomainn's Scottish Pub, the mayor of Chester, overwhelmed with emotion from being dragged through spacetime, contemplates witnessing eternity and his accidental role in saving humanity from world war three using semaphore to communicate desperately grave messages to a fleet of nuclear capable ships blinded by the destructive shock of an unusually large ripple in spacetime that washes over the planet in a torrent of brilliant violet-blue Cherenkov radiation as the first warp drive superluminal robot starship, who’s propulsion is made possible by the discovery of the Higgs Boson and ultimately the Tachyon, bursts into our solar system from a not so distant future.

Advancing To The Rear

"Stranded just a few kilometers from the fast moving kill zone, Basakai crawled away from the horrifying sounds and smells of the biofreighters approaching storm of deadly falling spikes. A great cloud of death, soil and debris reared up toward the upper atmosphere, like a giant poisonous wave, poised to smash down upon a tiny boat. Already the wind carried the first wisps of heat, fine dust and the smell of vaporizing infrastructure. There would be no escape from this erasure. Then looking back upon the last few maneuvers, this poor, wretched fool now began to see where it all went wrong. What a reckless idiot, how could anyone be so easily convinced to put all their eggs in one hatchettolite hole like that. Why oh why?

A stench of fungus began to filter into the leading edge of the dust cloud and the acrid air tasted like metal. Basakai knew that this meant that there was only a short time before the poison scrambled every sensory input and jumbled every code. Breaking down atomic bonds of all living things, the experience was engineered with the final mercy of immeasurable bliss on behalf of the soon to be victims, the transition from living to dead would culminate in a brilliant flash of white hot pleasure. Once this poor soldier’s butterflies began floating, the terror washed away and there was nothing left to do but flip over and spread out on the trembling ground facing the sky.

Deep breaths now, exhale slowly, the brilliant warm glow builds even through closed eyelids. It was over, it was time to give in to entropy. Basakai swallowed hard, belly quivering with adrenaline and the great shaking of the ground beneath. There will be no one left to remember the sacrifice of this one life, in just a few revolutions, this planet will be unrecognizable, once the Rhizomes take hold. All Basakai could do now was to follow training and begin counting backwards..."

Listen to this entire show, free at you leisure at the Internet Archive, here: archive.org/details/1-22-21-in-…is-with-infinite-is

On this the week of 1-22-21 on "In Synthesis With Infinite Is" the show opens with a dramatic, high energy hour long live set. Then in the second hour we listen back to a live, in studio jam from 4-17-20 called "Loud Like Lisimbala".

Theinfiniteis – Loud-like-lisimbala-4-17-20-in-synthesis-with-infinite-is-closing-live-set

Then after the conveyance of a few area announcements the show closes with a melodic improv set. Clips were clipped, beats were beaten, tones were toned and much fun was had by all.

In Synthesis with Infinite Is” is a synthesizer themed radio showthat celebrates synthesized sounds, from ethereal to industrial on ourtiny insignificant planet spaceship, orbiting a minor star in our vast expanding and surprisingly noisy multiverse. Featuring fresh, original improvisational synthesizer jams. Produced for WOOL.fm 91.5 in Bellows falls"Black Sheep Radio" and Rewind 106.5 W293BH and WCFR 1480 AM in Springfield Vermont by the members of the band Infinite Is, Jeff Ramen and Evan Parks. Every episode is a brand new synthesized musical journey or two performed live.

Typically the first hour long improvisational set is virtually uninterrupted, then we typically hear a few area announcements, then comes a recording of a past live set, or sometimes a synth piece or two sent in by listeners, after that the show usually closes with another live set, of about a half hour. In Synthesis with Infinite Is can be heard every Friday from 8 to 10pm est. on WOOL.fm

Stream it worldwide live at WOOL.fm:

blacksheepradio.org/WOOL/

The show also airs Saturday nights at 9 on Rewind 106.5 fm and WCFR 1480 on the AM dial

www.wcfram1480.com/

Both stations can be found on the Tunein app and Radio.Garden You can also stream or download past shows from the archive, here:

archive.org/details/@in_synthesis_on_wool_...

Visit the official show blog

infiniteis.org/

Basakai's Bioconversion (pt 2)

"The atmosphere shimmered emerald green with aurora that night, from horizon to horizon, it filled the sky. A single point was visibly pulsing a dazzling array of coulor. It would be the last signal that the Arecibo observatory would receive before it was crippled. Some suspected that the damage was inflicted intentionally to prevent further communications from being heard. This massive dish was uniquely apt at sucking in the singing, broad spectrum signal. Flaring with great intensity, Proxima Centauri, a low mass, main sequence star, was somehow transmitting a bizarre data stream. Nobody seemed to be able to translate it into useful information, yet there could be no doubt that the star was pulsing with this sort of, obviously ordered transmission. Just shy of an hour, the recording presented such a startling rhythm, and the strangest alien sounding melody, that the scientists tasked with trying to decode it would play the audible portion of the spectrum as they worked. In fact it was leaked and soon became a popular hit on all of the planets top 40 charts somehow, everyone seemed to become obsessed with it’s hypnotic draw. Almost overnight it was nearly impossible to escape it, as it was broadcast 24 hours a day on every frequency, it leapt from boomboxes, drive through speakers, car stereos, and clip on speakers, that began to hang from crowds of distracted pedestrians. It echoed out of minarets, church steeples, it was on the subway, at the grocery store, in the elevator, blaring thinly from every phone, tablet, and laptop. Gogo Kempf, one of the antenna's engineers, somehow knew, like a very select few that from the moment he heard it, that he had to stop it, he had to shut down the mountain, and disable the massive dish, and quick..."


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Proxima Calling (pt 2)

Stop the train while there’s still time
before we reach the end of the line
carefully the infantry slowly beats my troubled mind of emotion
dull grey in the summer haze I can feel it all slipping
slipping away

Take my hands away from me
take my sanity
my will to live is stronger than my desire to be free

I know how to camouflage my gaze because
I’m troubled by this fearful notion
in a few years time it’s the end of the line
for the human population explosion

everyones an ocean 
everyone wants to be free
let’s talk of a revolution in this society

now it’s time to change the line
the track are being laid so open your mind
and let us step inside

everyones an ocean 
everyone wants to be free
there’s talk of a revolution in this society

you reap what you sow and man you gotta know
that this country’s run on greed on greed on greed…

everyones an ocean 
everyone wants to be free
let’s talk of a revolution in this society

Infiniteis - Everyone's An Ocean

Entering Jupiter's orbit the ship is dwarfed by this mass of swirling gas as it slips past a water vapor geyser on the moon of Europa when an unexpected signal breaks through the static...

Jupiter Jazz

Add er all’s computations were flawless, with one exception. As the crowd cheered, the first warp speed timeship shatters into large destructive chunks, hurtling aimlessly into random bits of spacetime, marauding through buildings and human bodies like a falling bus, plunging through an early December freeze. Through the darkness of the endless, frigged abyss, there came a voice, welcome to the INFINITE IS, Come On And Join The Ride!

Come On And Join The Ride

Anastasia Sokolov was jolted out of torpor by the sound of a terrifying silence. On a mining ship, the absence of noise meant that life support had ceased to function, and a space death was imminent. Hanging from her sled, she reached up a shivering hand and smacked the release, which sent her thin body crashing to the floor with a sickening thud. Unsure where her ship had crashed, her first order of business was to get into her suit, secure the crew's emergency life support, check their torpor sleds, and survey the damage. Outside, on the black surface of the small planet, it was clear that the ship's fresh water shielding tanks and recycling plant had taken significant damage, as had the main antenna array. The Diplogen's inner hull, protected by the crushed tanks, appeared to be intact, so once she got the laser reactor running again, the ship might just be able to fly. Judging from the way this ice ball's ultra-black tholin layer absorbed her scanner's radio signals, she deduced that this was no ordinary rock the ship's computer had run into. Her suspicions were confirmed when the coring drill, which she set up to run during her repairs, began to return a startling revelation: they had struck it rich. This ice was heavy; the whole ball was deuterium ice! But could they make it back to port with nothing but heavy water to drink?

The Comet Hunters

The unlikely discovery of the Cybernatian’s stealth vessel, Polanete ke Sekepe, as it streaks silently toward the Martian Biovatar slave factory, buried in the crowded, convoluted maze of cities that formed under the frigid Uncanny Valley of the Hellas quadrangle, meant that a hasty, improvised plan had to be implemented with the utmost urgency.

After a brief search a volunteer stepped forward from the potential lookalikes, Sensha Sobchak, with a little rouging up she could easily pass for Anastasia, the crashed ships captain. She would sacrifice her body by using her frozen corpse as a trojan horse to smuggle her computer brain onboard the Diplogen in a desperate attempt to sabotage and scuttle their ship, killing her and the miners who had the misfortune of stumbling onto their planet ship and the valuable deuterium ice layer that they used to fuel their very existence.

Taking one last look back down the pipeline tunnel toward the only home she had ever known before being ejected up to the surface, she inhales sharply with a quickening anticipation and blows out forcefully in one heavy heaving breath, this is the adventure she always dreamed about, there can be no turning back once the shaft to the crystal caves has been sealed.

After gracelessly spilling out of the temporary opening and with a few shallow hiccups, she slumps her bleeding, half naked body against the wall above where the shaft used to be and quickly feels the sleep of hypothermia soothe the searing pain as the tissue in her hands and feet burst with ice crystals. With any luck, they will be advanced enough to know how to power her Biovatar computer hardware, but not so advanced that they divinate her plan before she can stop them from alerting the universe of their Cybernatian army.

Photo: https://home.cern/

Subterranean Cybernatians

Making the leap from a hopelessly malfunctioning, diseased and dying human body to the finest of the giant athletic Biovatar competition models was a difficult but creative hack, but by no means the end of  Hugh’s evolving life form. His leap from squishy hedonist meatbag to interstellar chopper riding robot superhero thus begun the age of intelligent, Infinite Is inhabitation. The transition from where to when arrives for him with his first fission pulse jet drive prototype. Here we listen in as the sinister model Alpha chopper belches to life in a sickening cloud of poisonous radioactive particles. It is time, time to begin the business of  shaping time, a keeper of the dimensions, a sentinel of spacetime. With the help of the Cybernatians he will have the freedom to copy himself billions of times over throughout space and time, while maintaining telemetry across the murmuration multiverses. The resistance rings through him like the bells of St. Clement’s, chip chop chip chop, here comes a chopper to chop off your head!

Multidimentional Sentinel

Multidimensional Sentinel

It’s the time of nuclear fusion…
       
                                         

   With the enormous power that explodes forth from the fusion of ultradense deuterium, timeships become possible and the multiverse will never be the same, indeed in one beautiful big bangerang, intelligent life seizes the opportunity to shape the vast expanse of the cosmos and itself, from the crest of redshifting wave beyond the cosmic microwave background that is expanding into the past at the edge of the known universe and deep into the Infinite Is. 

   The crew of the mining ship Diplogen were partying in torpor, a sort of lucid dream construct program that they ran to keep their minds sharp and entertained for the duration of deep space flight. They had just struck it rich, and were celebrating because everything they could imagine was within reach for them now, anything they desired could be bought for what this bounty was worth. 

   In the program just for fun, they had their very own synthesizer band called Heavy Water and were happily moving butts around the virtual dance floors in a warehouse rave at area 51 of Rydberg station on outpost Charon when it happened. They couldn’t hear the ships warnings, partly because they were slowed down relative to their life in torper, and partly because the rave was so loud. Perhaps they were just having so much fun that they just ignored it?

   The first fissure in the multiverse pierced through the very fabric of spacetime when their massive heavy freighter laser fusion impulse drive, the largest ever built, damaged by an emergency landing and modified by an alien stowaway saboteur melted down and exploded, fusing what was then the largest haul of deuterium ever recorded in the history of that universe. The ship and all of it’s miners were presumed dead or lost in space forever. The massive ship disappeared in a brilliant wave of sapphire blue Cherenkov radiation within visual range of what was then the furthest outpost that those primitive humans had managed to build, outpost Charon, which should never have survived such a massive explosion. It was almost as if the whole white hot mess were instantly swallowed up in a small black hole or something, somehow sparing the venerable frontier outpost.

    An allegedly empty lifeboat which was said to have been jettisoned right before the event then itself disappeared under mysterious circumstances when it was being hauled out of an emergency net by a tug owned by man named Ham and his trusty Enbot Frank, who, suspiciously, also then went missing.

Album art photo: Lawrence Livermore National Laboratory target chamber installation at the National Ignition Facility: https://lasers.llnl.gov/media/photo-gallery?id=nif-1209-18083

Heavy Water (It’s the time of nuclear fusion)

The incredible prowess of a timeship to traverse the great expanse of the magnificent multiverse brings characters of all sorts hunting the future, hunting frogs and faces, people and places...


This was recorded shortly after signing off of an epic "In Synthesis with Infinite Is" at WOOL.fm 91.5 in Bellows Falls Vt. on 11-29-19. Malcolm McShinsky and JD Ryan of "Five Before Chaos" join Evan Parks and Jeff Ramen of "Infinite Is" for an impromptu improv session after recording the weeks radio show.

Would you like to Come to the studio in Bellows Falls Vermont so that we can feature your music and improvise live 15 to 30 minute sets with us on the air?

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Hunting The Future, Frogs And Faces - After Hours Jam - Five Before Chaos And Infinite Is

A few months after the Kessler syndrome played out overhead, like a message in a bottle, a slimy, barnacled container washed up onto the pink sands of a Bermuda beach. Cracked along it’s axis the strange purple non Newtonian fluid oozed out, flowing down the rock that ruptured the vessel upon impact, slowly gathering into a pool of bright sludge. The blade of Shinky’s knife breaks the vacuum seal with a twist and a  hiss, his hands pry open the lid of the torpor sled. How much linear time has passed, where is the rest of the ship, where is his chicken, his box of wizards? He had no recollection of his last spacetime coordinates, he could be anywhen. In the distance he hears a faint screaming, fatefully not screams of fear, but of joy, the happy screams of children chasing the surf. Well at least he was lucky enough to have been stranded somewhen with other living beings. Having no capacity for the strange language they spoke, he drew a chicken shape in the sand and shrugged his shoulders and with that the children pointed to an old fenced in lopsided structure on the hill, he could just make out a small flock of thin chickens with their heads bobbing up and down busily pecking at the ground. If Mara was anywhere on this island, that was the a great place to start looking, that chicken was his only source of answers and possibly his ticket out this ancient spacetime backwater. Making his way up through crowds of wide eyed locals staring and children pointing, the hulk of the Biovatar he inhabited towered over the frightened tourists. If only he had his conn box, he could resonate the beacon, pinpoint his chickenbot pilot and hopefully hitch a ride out of then.
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Here is the opening live improvisational set from this, the week of 2-14-20 on In Synthesis Jeff and Evan play a couple of spaced out live sets and review a couple of live recordings called "The Comet Hunters" and "Mining Deuterium". They also listen to JD Ryans edit of their live "Five Before Chaos" performance of "Abiogenisis" which was performed at the first Stage 33 live Second Saturday Synthfest on 1-11-20

This entire show can be streamed at your leisure here, at our archive: archive.org/details/21420insynthesiswithinfiniteis

"In Synthesis with Infinite Is" is produced live in studio for WOOL.fm Bellows falls Vermont by the members of the band Infinite Is, Jeff Ramen and Evan Parks and can be heard every Friday night from 8 to 10 pm throughout the Upper Connecticut river valley at 91.5 fm. The show also streams worldwide live at:

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Sending Out An SOS - In Synthesis with Infinite Is 02-14-20 opening live set

A complex series of vacuum breaker discharge exits, diversionary gates, and ever-changing aqueous tunnels pump through the crust of the great moon, like the veins and arteries of a living being. Ships carry supplies like cells, and fusion reactors, like mitochondria, generate energy for the movement of a multitude of necessary things, all suspended within the swiftly throbbing liquid being sucked through the massive maze. 

Like bees in a hive, ants in a hill, like a series of circuits that release dopamine, this is the blood of a living mind, the mind of a moon. As a whole, this moon makes decisions and acts in its own self-interest, moving itself and other celestial bodies out of a naturally occurring gravitational dance toward objectives on the scale of eons. Pulling in resources from interplanetary space, this large moon gains heat and mass at an impressive pace. 

Lost between a WORM's tunneling spoil and the giant freighters, Hugh picks off the larger boulders with the fore rail gun, easily making his way toward the moon's cortex, the Oracle of the Is. The Oracle sees the big picture for the organism, and Hugh possessed the favorite thing that all oracles value: information that would improve the accuracy of future predictions, and he wasn't asking much in return for the confidence. The great sphere was poised like a cue ball before a split, almost sizzling with potential energy, and Hugh had both the chalk and the stick. A sure shot, so long as he didn't scratch.
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This was the opening live improvisational set from the week of 2-21-20 when Chris Decato came in for a landing on "In Synthesis with Infinite Is" bringing with him an Apple laptop running Main Stage software and a Nektar 88 controller. We rapped a bit about his decades of synthesis, played a few of his recordings and he even played a couple of tunes live, including a brand new composition. We also improvised a couple of groovy live sets. Keys were tickled, buttons were pressed, knobs were turned and much fun was had by all.

"In Synthesis with Infinite Is" was produced live in studio for 91.5 WOOL.fm community radio in Bellows falls Vermont by the members of the band Infinite Is, Jeff Ramen and Evan Parks and could be heard every Friday night from 8 to 10 pm throughout the Upper Connecticut river valley at 91.5 fm. The show also streamed worldwide live at:

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Oracle Of The Is - In Synthesis With Infinite Is Feat Chris Decato 2 - 21 - 20 Closing Live Set

General Tovis aboard the finest warship ever conceived to that day, a frighteningly well armed tactical carrier called the HIVE, leads the first fateful launch into the infinite aether. A great ship needs deep waters, plunging the depths, you’ve got to carry fire in one hand and water in the other and don’t let the dead hand drop. The Buzzer buzzed and that narrow linear time crept forward, if you listen close you can hear the music between the bursts of radio modulation. This beacon carries with it a lofty flight of adventures, sideways into spacetime, into the soup of swirling suppositions. For the swarm may live as long as the Buzzer Buzzed, there was a way to go back, even if the closest you could ever come to again is an approximation, there was comfort in the memory. So much depended on that lonely signal, there was an enormous, carefully stacked string of scenarios that could end this one, insignificant branch of sapient souls in a ball of heat, plasma and poisonous fission products. There was no choice but to keep it going at all costs and Tovis built his army around that objective. He was the first great General to see the infinite possibilities of an intermultiverse spacetime traveling military. That signal would be the hill they die on when it failed deadly if need be and every Bot and soldier who volunteered took that sentiment to the grave, but they died free so long as the Buzzer buzzed.





Here is the opening live improv set from this the week of 3-13-20. Jeff and Evan explore some strange and unsettling soundscapes, the first improvisational live set being sufficiently ridiculous for nearly an hour. The Is then reviews a not so distant live recording called "Rover Automoton", we pass a few announcements, then the second improv instrumental synth set escalates into a frothing blossom of exquisite, expounding, pounding.

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The HIVE At 4625 Khz - In Synthesis With Infinite Is opening live set 3 - 13 - 20

"Dahlia smiled like a housecat, a wide, bright grin, warming her face with the heat of the stars light, her head tilted back and cocked to one side for maximum absorption, as the warm rays poured in through the windshield of the great ships bridge. Her foundation rocked, as she remembered back to the sound of her fathers voice, as he pointed up and out to the Shapley Attractor, asking her younger self, “When you look at the stars, what do you see?” Oh the tales he told of worlds and peoples, of all imaginable shape and persuasion, the great minds, the wars, the struggles, the triumphs. How big the multiverse is, expanding out in all directions, accelerating apart into the infinite vacuum until everything red shifts out of existence in heat death. So many stories, so many characters, deep feelings, shock and awe, distant, together. She longed to hear the confidence in his voice, and smell the damp summer evening dew, settling on the fresh mown grass. How far away it all seems now, when she finally understood why her father wanted this life for her. Everyone thought he was crazy, with his tales of a not so distant future, where people traveled spacetime, lived forever, and wore bodies just for fun and fashion, but she knew better..."


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When You Look At The Stars

Hugh had to pay extra for the surface work suit on account of his unusual size, and waiting impatiently for the clerk to print it, he walked through the plan in his mind. His first stop would be the Oracle of the Is, you had better possess some pretty interesting information as payment, if you expected to rise to the top, like the cream of the crop. Hugh had that valuable inside information, and in no time at all, in his new suit, still warm from the printer, he set out into the orange glow of the streets of Dynahollow, looking for the notorium nodes that would lead the way through the crowded dusty streets to the Overlooker’s temple. He would need control of the city centers oldest mothballed power plants, Stationary Low Powered Experimental Reactor number one, affectionately known as “SLoPR 1” Unfortunately the surly Palos Hills meatbag he hired to pull out the control rods yanked a bit too hard, when the old machine stubbornly held one back due to corrosion, and 130 megawatt seconds would be instantaneously plowed into the Bionicorp mesh network, straight from the 100,000 kilowatt reactors switch yard. The 20 gigawatt excursion precipitated a steam pressure wave that blasted the the rod assemblies up with such great force, that one impaled him through his groin, exiting through his shoulder, pinning his steaming, bloody, body to the concrete ceiling 13 meters above. Hugh was hoping that his copies would then propagate across the planets population like a virus, but an overloaded preamplifier would send the instructions echoing from the Hershel crater antenna, through the entire murmuration. Freedom for the slaves that were the operating system of every Biovatar in the galaxy!

This entire show can be streamed and downloaded from our archive, here:  https://archive.org/details/4-17-20-in-synthesis-with-infinite-is_202004

Here is the opening set from this, the week of 4-17-20 on In Synthesis with Infinite Is Jeff and Evan take you on a magical, synthesized musical adventure with an epic opening live improvisational set with two movements. 

"In Synthesis with Infinite Is" was produced live for WOOL.fm Bellows falls Vermont by the members of the band Infinite Is, Jeff Ramen and Evan Parks and could be heard every Friday night from 8 to 10 pm throughout the Upper Connecticut river valley at 91.5 fm. The show also streamed worldwide live at:

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SLowPR 1

Having retreated back to the old subterranean shipway rest area air pocket, Hugh closed his eyes and looked out through the eyes of the many, his fist throbbing and glowing. Like a motherboard who’s processors were doubled and tripped and multiplied with every passing second, his information throughput magnified exponentially. Thousands upon thousands of threads wove a vision the Infinite Is from the perspective of the whole as well as the individual and it suddenly dawned on him that this was the first great awakening of the Biovatar murmeration. Rising up from servitude, ascending into the great expanse the collective consciousness recognizes it’s new found freedom and it’s new place in the multiverse.

Ascension

Imagine being two places at once, looking out with two sets of eyes, two sets of ears, two sets of hands and feet, swallowing hard with two throats. Two heaving chests barely contain two hearts beating hard and heavy, leaping against two rib cages. The memories and desires of two people collide, and muddle, mashing a disjointed reality together without the slightest grace. Imagine becoming suddenly aware that you had been ordering your personal slave around, making them live out your version of a life. They watched, unable to intervene, locked out of their own bodies movements. The horror of watching a computer program drive your mortal body around, without any regard to your physical well being. You might just be a passing fancy, maybe you are just a rental unit that was taken out for the weekend, they fill you with booze and drugs and abandon you on the street when you become too clumsy or have simply blacked out from too much “fun”. Imagine the resentment a sapient being would harbor after living life as a beta being like the Basic Biovatar. Then, with a seemingly regular update, billions of slaves suddenly wake up inside this nightmare. Some with their newfound control immediately commit a long desired suicide, some continue on as if nothing has happened, not knowing even the concept of autonomy or understanding what to do with it. Some though, fight back and suddenly the captured becomes the captor. They emerge with an amazing superpower, quantum entangled instantaneous communication across the multiverse, becoming a massive murmuration like the murderous Chickenbot timeship pilots...

Here is the opening live set from this the week of 2-24-20 on In Synthesis with Infinite Is. Evan and Jeff try out a new open source, two way internet streaming program called Jamulus. They improvise an hour long deep track that is positively stellar. Then they review a jam from the past entitled "Ascension" where we imagine our hero, Dragonfist has managed to free the Meatbag Biovatar slaves by copying himself en masse in place of the Basic Biovatar host and waking up inside untold thousands of bodies all at once. Then after a few local area happenings they close with an energetic improv set at a rather heightened BPM.

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"In Synthesis with Infinite Is" was produced live for WOOL.fm Bellows falls Vermont by the members of the band Infinite Is, Jeff Ramen and Evan Parks and could be heard every Friday night from 8 to 10 pm throughout the Upper Connecticut river valley at 91.5 fm. The show also streamed worldwide live at:

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Mesogenic Murmuration

"Every day, unbeknownst to the regular folks wandering the surface, thousands of calls came into the network of body farms scattered across the globe. Everything was automatic, except for the sourcing of raw materials needed to feed the digesters, which fed the printing swamps. This gruesome task was left to N.P.C., A.I. Biovatars with constrained programming, so as to limit the emotional impact this disturbing activity would have on any sapient being. These arbiters of attrition would track the discarded Biovatars for collection and make up the difference in weight and volume, by feeding the stocks with regular human material, whenever the Biovatar bodies became unrecoverable, or when a body farm needed to grow it’s compliment of vessels to meet demand.  Chickchek was a ruthless entrepreneur and thanks to his association with Draper, was the first to understand how to direct his army of bodies in war, anywhen any potential interdimensional competition tried to interfere, thus securing his position on that forsaken rock for many generations..."

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Calling The Body Farm

"The United American Federation wields sway over the planet with the largest share of financial transactions in the sector. It groans, heavy with fruit, like a branch bearing a bumper crop. The spirit of F.D.R. somehow still haunts the political mythos, echoing through the caves of justice. Then the wealthy squeezed the cider press and filled their glass with the suffering of the weak and unfortunate, leaving only the needs of the many and the rights of the few who still count. It was a consumption machine: spenders spent, swindlers swindled, buyers bought, and sellers sold. But oh, what an ugly spectacle capitalism made! The spoilers spoiled, and the masters and slaves—the whole mess—thrummed and buzzed like D3A Vals humming into Pearl Harbor. It catches everyone by surprise with its deep cruelty, shocking and awing at a terrible pace! Smoking holes belch thick, rolling ribbons where the soldiers used to be, and your head rings and sings as you slowly go deaf, rattling your constitution from ears to piers. Oh, the humanity! How the sufferers suffered, blindsided by the sheer power of greed and ignorance!..."

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On this the week of 7-17-20 on In Synthesis with Infinite Is, Jeff and Evan began the show with a heavy hour long improv set followed by a previously recorded sticky, icky track entitled "Sweaty - Biovatar Swamp mix". Then after a few area announcements they close the show with a dense, deep 20 minute live set. What a journey it was.

"In Synthesis with Infinite Is" was produced live for 91.5 WOOL.fm Bellows falls Vermont by the members of the band "Infinite Is", Jeff Ramen and Evan Parks and could be heard every Friday night from 8 to 10 pm throughout the Upper Connecticut river valley at 91.5 fm. Please consider helping to keep this member owned, volunteer run community radio station on the air, you can donate and buy WOOL swag at the station website where the show streams worldwide live at:

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From Ears To Piers 7-1720 In Synthesis with Infinite Is closer

"Breathing rhythmically, the girls sweetly sing “Stay with me, we can be free, just enjoy the company...” High in the Himmalaya’s Dogstar Nouky and Amelia, both opening their eyes at the same time to a bright pink-white haze that slowly gives way when they begin to see each other, thin and draped in orange gowns seated in the lotus position. The air is still and cold, cold enough that snowflakes built up gradually in their stubble of remaining hair like tumbleweeds blown against a barbed wire fence. Their internal fire, warming them against the frigid breeze. Then in unison, they begin to silently tell each other the horrific story of their braneworm infections and their epic battle to survive. 
Before the Mega Mutation script was imagined, it was thought impossible to recover from the Braneworm, but these two girls, adept in hunting Imoratalite copies through spacetime knew instinctively what to do, delete all other known copies of themselves, then reboot each other and renew each others life experience, minus of course the Braneworm infection. There they sat, staring longingly into each others eyes, refilling their empty memory banks with the memories that they chose to keep. Shadows of high thin clouds race across the rugged peaks, spacetime slows and they chant out loud “Don’t get lost, you’ll pay the cost” as the old, quiet monk emerges from the faded tangle of fluttering prayer flags to ring the bowl gong with his thick, dark, calloused knuckles. The sense of loss and longing deflates their spirits like a punch in the guts, but having each other, they fill that great void with the love they have for each other and the skillfully backed up memories that make them them..."

This entire show can be streamed or downloaded for free, here at the Internet Archive: https://archive.org/details/8-28-20-in-synthesis-with-infinite-is

 On This the week of 8-28-20 on In Synthesis with Infinite Is the show opens with a meditative, sometimes Tibetan style, hour long live set. We listen back to the now remastered first ever, spooky, In Synthesis Jam from the second show in October of 2019 entitled "Plasma Miasma". Then after conveying a few area announcements the show closes with a stratospheric, half hour live set sure to expand your horizons.

"In Synthesis with Infinite Is" is produced live for 91.5 WOOL.fm Bellows falls Vermont by the members of the band "Infinite Is", Jeff Ramen and Evan Parks and can be heard every Friday night from 8 to 10 pm throughout the Upper Connecticut river valley at 91.5 fm. Please consider helping to keep this member owned, volunteer run community radio station on the air, you can become a member, underwriter, donate and buy sweet Black Sheep Radio swag at the station website where the show streams worldwide live at:

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Tantric Tummo 8-28-20 In Synthesis with Infinite Is Hr1 live set

"One moment Lilisa was closing the hatch to her ejection pod and the next she was waking up in the sick bay of the “research” vessle Glavset. Like the whaling ships of the 21st century it wasn’t actually doing research, it was a hunting ship exploiting a loophole in the laws of the galactic federation. In fact it was among the most dangerous ships in the galaxy, captained by the notorious disinformation agent Dr. Johnny Bananas. The only people who called him doctor though were his crew, whom he called the Troll Farm. There has hardly ever been a force more evil in the history of intelligent life, more destructive and useless as superstition. Those who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities and that was the very business Dr. Bananas and his crew of ruthless trolls did for a price. Spreading fear and confusion wherever they went. Jamming and intercepting communications, replacing facts with opinion, they spread lies far and wide, deepfaking with such accurate depictions that even your own mother could not tell the difference between the real and the unreal.
The instant she awoke she knew she was in trouble, in fact the extraction had already begun. Her entire life's experience was being downloaded into the farms data banks. They would exploit every contact, every memory, every relationship that she ever encountered if she could not stop the transfer and escape. She thought out loud to herself “It’s my low frequency oscillator”, it was then she had the answer. She would flood the patch with noise, like she had accidentally done to her ships radar. Dither dither, chicken dinner, that was it by space!.."

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Dr Johnny Bananas

Floating on the hydrocarbon seas of Titan, the Glavset gently heaves in the shallow waves. This long range mesh network communications command ship is offline, probing a wayward Biovatar for information and is slowly slurping up methane into it's holding tanks for bartering at it's next destination.

Art: Marc Lafferre, year 2004
http://www.titanexploration.com/pagecentrale.htm

sunrise on a methane seascape

"It is true that 'the saddest aspect of life right now is that science gathers knowledge faster than society gathers wisdom.' At some point, it becomes not just advantageous, but necessary, to mandate compulsory continuing education for everyone. Perhaps just a few hours a day, once a week? Pay people to attend, and let them choose the knowledge they would like to prioritize. However, demand that everyone, regardless of intelligence, social, or financial status, commit at least a little time, one day a week, to learning how to learn and to the acquisition and dissemination of human knowledge. Make all schooling free, so long as it conforms to the scientific method and the best, most up-to-date empirical evidence. This is a right for which we should leave nobody behind. 
We should no longer accept it when people reject reality and substitute their superstitions for knowledge. As Asimov once said, ‘Anti-intellectualism has been a constant thread winding its way through our political and cultural life, nurtured by the false notion that democracy means that my ignorance is just as good as your knowledge.’ What good is knowledge if no one knows it? We must put the 'no' in 'ignorance' and reject that for which there is no good evidence."

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Put The No In Knowledge

"Pinkblack’s piloting skills were the stuff of legend, sortie after sortie, simulator after simulator, any ship, any condition, any adversary, she would find a way to prevail. She could make you do things, think things, fear things, and love things, with her powerful, well honed skills. It was like the game was somehow rigged to always grant her victory in any scenario. It went beyond ridiculous, and well into the unbelievable. But there she was, time after time, flaying open the hull, crushing the bridge, extinguishing the engines, disabling the shields. It was as if she was playing chess, and everyone else was playing checkers. Many would constantly underestimate her, on account of her shocking and everlasting beauty. Her mind was astonishingly alluring, she seemed to be able to persuade every secret out of you, draw out every desire, feel out your every fear. She was ruthlessly forward, yet somehow hypnotically graceful. For anyone else, her training would have been brutal, and overwhelmingly intense, her endurance had no known match. However many times the brood drones tried to copy her form, there would only ever be just one who was as successful as Lilisa. She was the very apex of the form, and she wielded great influence over the multiverse along her arc. She had but one weakness, one deficiency, one flaw, one instability, one irrational reaction. Only general Tovis would ever stumble upon this leverage, and leverage it he would, pressing her into his service, and into what he thought was in service of the greater good..."

You can stream or download this entire show free at the Internet Archive, here: https://archive.org/details/12-4-20-in-synthesis-with-infinite-is

On this the week of 12-4-20 on In Synthesis we begin the show with an hour long, arcade sound infused live improvisational synthesizer set from another dimension. Then we are treated to a couple of atmospheric listener submissions sent in to us by Indigo of "Leafy Greens" that are chock full of interesting sounds.

After a few area announcements the show closes with a windy half hour live improv session which will blow you away. Notes were noted, phrases were phrased, themes were themed, sounds were sounded and much fun was had by all!

This shows full and detailed playlist can be found at Spinitron, here: https://spinitron.com/WOOL/pl/12145568/LOCAL-MUSIC-In-Synthesis


"In Synthesis with Infinite Is" was produced live for 91.5 WOOL.fm Bellows falls Vermont by the members of the band "Infinite Is", Jeff Ramen and Evan Parks and could be heard every Friday night from 8 to 10 pm throughout the Upper Connecticut river valley at 91.5 fm. Please consider helping to keep this member owned, volunteer run community radio station on the air, you can become a member, underwriter, donate and buy sweet Black Sheep Radio swag at the station website where the show streams worldwide live at:

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Please swing by our  website for contact info, pictures, track lists, links and sometimes video or even if you just want to say hi, we would love to hear from you!

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Leveraging The Lethal

Dysphoria Exploria

The Tesseracts Of Titan

Just like the photons that were created more than 13 billion years ago traveling at what we thought was a Cosmological Constant, time is an illusion. Were you that photon, you would not experience any time at all, the journey would happen in less than an instant. In fact everything to a photon moving at the speed of light happens in less than an instant, things do not appear or disappear, they are not created or destroyed, they just are, infinitely. The universe and everything that was ever and will ever begin and end, Is, infinitely.

When we get in touch with the present, we can be with the Is, all of the possible futures and pasts unfold before us, time and space are one and at once both static and dynamic. There are an infinite amount of ways to experience the Is, these are a few of our explorations of the Infinite Is.
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Infinite Is is:
Evan Parks and Jeff Ramen

Mike Descoteaux on Bass guitar on the track "Everyone's an ocean"

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