End Times #1 (click to download)

Available for ear pleasure above is the first of an 11 part poem written by Christopher. The music I recorded for this section (and for the following parts) is full of very quick bursts of abrasive, metallic, dense and surprising audio mystery. I’ve never recorded sounds that reminded me of Lynchian nightmares quite like this before.

here's the text to follow along:

end times 1

the maiden of the morning

stood

alone

in the cabin

woods

near the lake

and

sang a lament for

all

that had happened

and

all that will

--

in the cabin were paintings of fire,

paintings

of

old men with black scarves,

paintings

of

roads that led deep

into darkness

--

she was not waiting for her husband.

the maiden

waited

to see the sunset