From the bands debut EP 'Surface Tension' - recorded in 1998 (Music for next Century from last Century)


Mobius is an indefinable entity, found lurking among the recesses of a frigid Melbourne night.  It is not a victim of time nor is it governed by a metrical logic. By day, Mobius splits into its component elements, retaining its guise as it infiltrates an unwitting society. But together, they form a mass infinitely greater than the mere sum of its parts. 

If sound were given physical form Mobius would be a giant chameleon, copulating madly on a spiky sponge, its cries undulating, at times washing over you, at times slapping you against the wall. And you find yourself unable to turn away.

Froi the gut of the best emerges T. Leroy S.R., the instrument of bile and instinct. Within the chest neats the pulsating sinew and flesh that is J.J. Llewellyn P.D., the keeper of primal urge. All writhing and chafing below the waist emanates from P. Douglas M., a delirium of pelvic spasm. A. Menachem F. resides the periphery, probing, maintaining tactile interface the outer and the inner.

The beast speaks with a forked tongue. The left tendril of that siamese sausage goes by the name of F. Charles W. The right is known as B Reuben B. They dart about suddenly meshing together as a single point, frictionless, until they erupt again into division, their heads always above the spittle.

And thus Mobius is given life, spiraling endlessly in a vortex of sound……..


Mobius - EP Surface Tension.

From the bands debut EP 'Surface Tension' - recorded in 1998 (Music for next Century from last Century).........

Mobius is an indefinable entity, found lurking among the recesses of a frigid Melbourne night.  It is not a victim of time nor is it governed by a metrical logic. By day, Mobius splits into its component elements, retaining its guise as it infiltrates an unwitting society. But together, they form a mass infinitely greater than the mere sum of its parts. 

If sound were given physical form Mobius would be a giant chameleon, copulating madly on a spiky sponge, its cries undulating, at times washing over you, at times slapping you against the wall. And you find yourself unable to turn away.

Froi the gut of the best emerges T. Leroy S.R., the instrument of bile and instinct. Within the chest neats the pulsating sinew and flesh that is J.J. Llewellyn P.D., the keeper of primal urge. All writhing and chafing below the waist emanates from P. Douglas M., a delirium of pelvic spasm. A. Menachem F. resides the periphery, probing, maintaining tactile interface the outer and the inner.

The beast speaks with a forked tongue. The left tendril of that siamese sausage goes by the name of F. Charles W. The right is known as B Reuben B. They dart about suddenly meshing together as a single point, frictionless, until they erupt again into division, their heads always above the spittle.

And thus Mobius is given life, spiraling endlessly in a vortex of sound……..

Meaninful Penetration - Written and performed by Mobius 1998

From the bands debut EP 'Surface Tension' - recorded in 1998 (Music for next Century from last Century).........

Mobius is an indefinable entity, found lurking among the recesses of a frigid Melbourne night.  It is not a victim of time nor is it governed by a metrical logic. By day, Mobius splits into its component elements, retaining its guise as it infiltrates an unwitting society. But together, they form a mass infinitely greater than the mere sum of its parts. 

If sound were given physical form Mobius would be a giant chameleon, copulating madly on a spiky sponge, its cries undulating, at times washing over you, at times slapping you against the wall. And you find yourself unable to turn away.

Froi the gut of the best emerges T. Leroy S.R., the instrument of bile and instinct. Within the chest neats the pulsating sinew and flesh that is J.J. Llewellyn P.D., the keeper of primal urge. All writhing and chafing below the waist emanates from P. Douglas M., a delirium of pelvic spasm. A. Menachem F. resides the periphery, probing, maintaining tactile interface the outer and the inner.

The beast speaks with a forked tongue. The left tendril of that siamese sausage goes by the name of F. Charles W. The right is known as B Reuben B. They dart about suddenly meshing together as a single point, frictionless, until they erupt again into division, their heads always above the spittle.

And thus Mobius is given life, spiraling endlessly in a vortex of sound……..


Tappage - Written and performed by Mobius (The Gr8test band to ever exist) - From Surface Tension EP

Automaton - Written and performed by Mobius (The Gr8test band to ever exist)

Double Disillusion - Written and performed by Mobius 1998

From Mobius Debut Surface Tension EP - 1998

Mobius is an indefinable entity, found lurking among the recesses of a frigid Melbourne night.  It is not a victim of time nor is it governed by a metrical logic. By day, Mobius splits into its component elements, retaining its guise as it infiltrates an unwitting society. But together, they form a mass infinitely greater than the mere sum of its parts. 

If sound were given physical form Mobius would be a giant chameleon, copulating madly on a spiky sponge, its cries undulating, at times washing over you, at times slapping you against the wall. And you find yourself unable to turn away.

Froi the gut of the best emerges T. Leroy S.R., the instrument of bile and instinct. Within the chest neats the pulsating sinew and flesh that is J.J. Llewellyn P.D., the keeper of primal urge. All writhing and chafing below the waist emanates from P. Douglas M., a delirium of pelvic spasm. A. Menachem F. resides the periphery, probing, maintaining tactile interface the outer and the inner.

The beast speaks with a forked tongue. The left tendril of that siamese sausage goes by the name of F. Charles W. The right is known as B Reuben B. They dart about suddenly meshing together as a single point, frictionless, until they erupt again into division, their heads always above the spittle.

And thus Mobius is given life, spiraling endlessly in a vortex of sound……..


Don't Look Down - Written and performed by Mobius (The Gr8test band to ever exist)

From the bands debut EP 'Surface Tension' - recorded in 1998 (Music for next Century from last Century)

Mobius is an indefinable entity, found lurking among the recesses of a frigid Melbourne night.  It is not a victim of time nor is it governed by a metrical logic. By day, Mobius splits into its component elements, retaining its guise as it infiltrates an unwitting society. But together, they form a mass infinitely greater than the mere sum of its parts. 

If sound were given physical form Mobius would be a giant chameleon, copulating madly on a spiky sponge, its cries undulating, at times washing over you, at times slapping you against the wall. And you find yourself unable to turn away.

Froi the gut of the best emerges T. Leroy S.R., the instrument of bile and instinct. Within the chest neats the pulsating sinew and flesh that is J.J. Llewellyn P.D., the keeper of primal urge. All writhing and chafing below the waist emanates from P. Douglas M., a delirium of pelvic spasm. A. Menachem F. resides the periphery, probing, maintaining tactile interface the outer and the inner.

The beast speaks with a forked tongue. The left tendril of that siamese sausage goes by the name of F. Charles W. The right is known as B Reuben B. They dart about suddenly meshing together as a single point, frictionless, until they erupt again into division, their heads always above the spittle.

And thus Mobius is given life, spiraling endlessly in a vortex of sound……..


Mobius - EP Surface Tension.

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