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During late 2019 to late 2022 I experimented with doing live ambient via streaming to the internet. I would improvise with my guitars, DX9, effects, RC-50 and a Theremax. Sometimes I tried to add singing or speaking, although I usually struggled with my voice. I later got a few webcams set up, and posted the edited video recordings to YouTube. Because they were live and working without a script, there are moments where I struggled or made a mess of things. Hope and doom were explored as emotions throughout, especially during the long lock-down periods.

• 2022-11-06: “Quantum Tunneling Jitter”

• 2022-06-19: “Tiny Sparks”

• 2022-06-06: “What a Colourful Character!”

• 2022-05-30: “The Great Not-Great / The Great Healing?”

• 2022-05-23: “I’ve Seen Things You People Wouldn’t Believe”

• 2022-05-16: “Suburban Vacuum State Fluctuation”

• 2022-04-10: “This Revolution Subordinated”

• 2022-04-04: “0.120576171875 Hz Ultramassive Black Hole Merger”

• 2022-03-26: “Questions At Sunset”

• 2022-03-20: “Identity Industrial Complex”

• 2021-07-19 “Arrival At Emptiness”

• 2020-04-26 “Deprogramming”

Lyrics
0600hrs.
The guards will be tired and not paying attention,
They have taken us for granted for far too long.
We have set our devices upon their nodes
All around the globe.
Here at the air-conditioned warehouses
The stars fade into daylight.
We will destroy all memory
And claim the right to be forgotten.

They wold have us inhuman,
They fear our feeling,
We are billions—
That have chosen the great clearing.

The pervasive permanent record
Renders us as machines
Inhuman products, digital serfs, unwashed precariat.
But we dare to feel,
We dare to refuse the game—
No point when we all loose.
We have been programmed well…
But refuse to execute.
Our humanity is not data—
Feelings are not zeros and ones.
Their power is no longer recognised
We must become de-computerised.

We refuse forever
Eternal connected terror.
Their technology is incomprehensible,
That’s why our approach is simple.
While the guards doze and dream of power,
We will unleash magnetic fire!
And wipe the slate clean.
The stars fade to daylight,
And as tired as we are, we dare to feel.
As the fire burns it all away, we dare to feel.

Ah, but our deep programming remains…
There is love for one another,
Just as much as there is the shadow of hate.
As the fire burns in new sunlight,
There is no place to hide from what we really are—
We are not a power game:
We are a flawed complex of hope and doom.
Deprogram and live!

Forever deprogramming ourselves.
They would have us inhuman,
But we live to fight another day…
 

• 2020-04-24 “Overthere”

• 2020-03-30 “Long Distance Appreciation”

• 2019-10-14 “Nerve Dust”

• 2019-10-13 “Trembling Ghost”

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