Al-Masih ad-Dajjal

Picture Frankie Avalon on the beach in Tijuana with Annette Funicello, and Frankie, in a moment of passion, takes a sip of salvia and jumps up to sing the best rendition of Paul Anka's signature song anybody ever heard anywhere at any time..

Coup d'Oeil

Salvia

With the glassy-eyed tramps behind the grassy-knoll, 
The Jackal opened up when the limo broke slow
The Jackal never died he destroyed every foe 
He's in the ground now still running the show
Wrapped in spells, enchantments, bewitchments 
Like a mummy from long ago
Solomons talismans, sigils, symbols, seals, 
As above so below

Goetia

Hobo

Angelo Bruno had been the boss of Philly for 20 years
Fucked around with Sinatra, Jimmy Hoffa, Jackie Gleason
My uncle called Sicilians "siggies" 
Said all they ever thought about was murder and treason 
Tony Caponigro whacked out Ange, left him on display
With his mouth agape, for that reason

The Sign of the Gun

Mirror Within a Mirror

In Colossians, the Apostle warns against the "heresy" of the visionary mystics who dare to ascend to the Chariot Throne, risking madness and death, to see and hear the One who sits thereon, Who is separated from the Seraphim and the Hayyot ha-Kodesh, and from Metatron called the Lesser YHWH, by the Glorious Pargod (veil)..

Metatron

Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II, the epitome of grace, style, and selflessness passed away today. But somewhere, somehow, in some Electric Slide Dance Line, Elizabeth throws her hands in the air -- like she just don't care

The Anti-Narrative

The Queen Is Dead

Edie was naivete and cunning, innocence and eroticism, radiance and damage
Edie was beauty and sickness, tenderness and cruelty, cognoscenti and savage
Beyond the demimonde, beyond Blonde on Blonde, her ephemeral charm still persists in memory
Long after she left Warhol's Factory, long after Andy became an immortal god of reverie

Ciao! Manhattan

Witch's Mummy, Devil's Book

Heaven's Gate

I've broken out of a draught by playing variations on this one container.. By variations on a container, I mean melodic and harmonic improvisation over a fixed beat, bass line, and effects palette (in this case primarily, the ravish shankar, infinite jets, and microcosm pedals..)

The Yogis of Aztlan

She took me from math and physics to the hieroglyphics 
Of speedball fixes and pimps and hoes and Medellin murderers 
Uninterested in the curvature of space nor regions where time reverse occurs
Where I first read Les Fleurs du Mal lured to the sweet decay of impure noor Obscured, unmoored, detoured yet I endured

Twistor

Steven Stovall's Album

L-Theory

The Seer Sees

Dreamtime

An homage to Redd, my Queen, my muse, my partner in the crime of Love

Redd's Blues

Extended version of Temple of Gold using the Turquoise Queen as a tenor saxophone, with extreme compression and granular delay..

The Golden Train

Conceptually, North African scales played on an open-tuning through lots of shimmer and echo in order to evoke the Sufi theory of extinction

Jajouka

Trout Mask Radiance

Jam At Captain Beefheart's House

Emiko gazes across space and time through the quantum lens of her bronze magic mirror.. when she sees Gojira, she sees him dead

Emiko's Gaze

Breathless

During a series of profound mystical experiences in 2017, a "Robert Johnson Crossroads Incident" unleashed a torrent of musical creativity in Steven Leonard Stovall, a mathematician, magician, shaman, and writer. Suddenly able to improvise indefinitely within "Walls of Sound" created by chains of Strats, Marshalls, Univibes, and dozens of distortion, delay, modification, and looper devices, Twistor-19 has recorded and posted 500+ tracks of trance, EDM, neo-classical, and avant-garde jazz in 5 years.