Saturday, May 29, 2010

Cult of Reason / Cult of Ruins

Cult of Reason: Repetitions and humidity. There is a gear which turns with a crunching sound, rust scraping together. There is a human who turns the gear at an even rhythm. Sometimes repetition creates an excess residue.

Cult of Ruins: I wrapped my body in brown tape torn from black metal cassettes. I danced the ghost dance to raise the new earth from the old.


Track Listing - (44:00)

1. Cult of Reason (25:36)
2. Cult of Ruins (18:24)