other members included..::
Roland: TR-505(2), TR-626 w/ Morg mod*, SP-808(3), Juno 1, MKS-50 w/ PG-300, SH-101(b), SPD-20, MC-202 w/ midi reto-fit, Juno 60 w/ JSQ-60, JX-3P w/ PG-200(2)
Korg: Er-1(2), EM-1, KP-1&2, DW-8000, N364, 770
Yamaha: CS5-YCB 8080*
Casio: MorgLead*, SK60*
Red Sound: Darkstar
Novation: NOVA, Bass Station 1 w/ JLC midi comm.*
Alesis: MMT-8
Nick Bot: 88*
Clavia: Nordlead Rack 1
Doepfer: MS-404
QuasiMidi: Polymorph, 309
Lexicon: Alex+Vortex Morphing
... the list was always changing and growing...
*These devices have been bent, broken, molested and rebuilt built by MORG = (aka Patrick Urn)
IT SEEMS LIKELY THAT DISTINGUISHING FACTORS, LANGUAGE AND WEAK HANDS ARE RELATED.
IT SEEMS UNLIKELY THAT LANGUAGE WAS DESIGNED SOLEY FOR THE PURPOSE OF CONVEYING INFORMATION...
-W.S. BURROUGHS
Influences
Coil, Autechre, Bjork, NON, PTV, SPK, Boyd Rice, Legendary Pink Dots, Nightmare Lodge, Royale Family And The Poor, Zoviet France, The Hafler Trio, Jim Thurwell/Foetus, Nurse With Wound, Current 93, Skinny Puppy, cEvin Key, Download, Christian Death, Death in June, Bahaus, Bubblemen, Clock DVA, Merzbow, Aphex Twin, Muslimgauze, Boards of Cananda, O Yukie Conjugate, Left Hand Right Hand, OES, Sol Invictus, Beaumont Hannant, Gescom, Human Head Transplant, Richard Kirk, SPOKE, Panacea, Scorn, A Small Good Thing, Synaesthesia, Dive, Monolith, Brighter Death Now & The Cold Meat Crew, Klinik... you get the idea.
Sounds Like
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In Ether is the collaboration of Lucio Duran, Patrick Urn and Ezra Nye. Utilizing scores of drum machines, synths, sequencers, analog synths, samplers, circuit bent and hand made instruments. In Ether is in general a composition of the obscure... As the name implies the process in which In Ether falls victim to is the "plucking of sound out of the Ether" partly live improvisational noise and partly hard ware based sequenced electronic song structure w/ a bit-o circuit bent glitch... In Ether was officially
born spring 1999 with its first show being that summer at 7 South (now the hi-dive) in Denver CO.
Lucio Duran has been playing music in various projects including Xenophile and
Atonal Patterns, (now currently in blackcell). Ezra Nye and Patrick Urn played their first
shows together in Denver 1998 as Zaghurim Theorem (previous to that Nye was in
several bands including My Friend Maggot and Wither Stench) = (now currently in
Page 27 and Firecracker) at Chernobyl Tone Gallery with
such acts as Kismet, Slow Color Orgasm and J. Frede among others. In late 1998 Patrick Urn
(now currently in Syphilis
Sauna and ZDEFEKT). Lucio Duran and
formed Asphyxia which when later on joined by Ezra Nye became In
Ether.
In Ether has since played shows all over Colorado with groups
including blackcell, George & Caplin, Sporadik, and Page 27 to name a few... at many different venues all over CO. including
Galleries bars, clubs, houses and parties including The Gothic Theatre, Bluebird, Ogden Theatre (to name a few)
in Denver and the Artificial Limb company in
Seattle.There was the one unutterable principle of which was born mud, which was to become Earth and Water. From these was born Cronos. From Cronos was born Aether; the bright shining air, and Erebus (son of Chaos and husband of Nyx - meaning night. Their children were Aether, the upper air, and Hemera, day.) a yawning black bottomless abyss. In the AetherCronos fashioned a silver egg. From the egg comes Phanes who has many names such as Eros, Nefis or Dionysius. Phanes is the shining one, the first creation deity. He brings fourth darkness and light. "A Whole Animal" In Ether's first release was in the Spring of 2000 entitled "Orphism" ::
Recorded live to a Tascam 85-16 1" 16-Track Analog Recorder; dumped to DAT at Noise Tent 6 Studios by Mike Jourgensen of D.U. Records. Mixed and Mastered by the brilliant musician, producer, engineer: Bob Ferbrache of Studio Absinthe in Westminster, CO. Within Orphism, earthly life was seen only as a merciless round of pain and trouble (product of evil). Though we humans belong to the heavens, to the stars (as semi-gods), we are also bound to life by a cycle of death and rebirth. The goal of life: escape from earthly existence and release to eternal life. Thus Orphism held much concern about the after-life. It included instructions on how to enter the after-world. Likewise, it sought to reform Bacchic or Dionysian worship in order to increase one's spiritual nature--and diminish the portion of one's physical being so as to become one with Bacchus (or Dionysus). As with Aryan Hinduism (or its offspring Buddhism), Orphism was designed to attain release of the devotee from the cycle of rebirths. Orphism, as a worship or religious form also had various kinds of purity rituals designed to help the devotee avoid certain types of contaminating influences. Thus the most rigorous practitioner avoided animal food (as with the Hindus) except for sacrificial rituals. Further, despite its connection with wild Dionysianism, the Orphic devotee took wine only as a sacra. Was Orpheus an actual historical figure? Was he possibly an ancient philosopher or religious reformer? Was he possibly a king or from a line of kings from Thrace who were viewed as Dionysian incarnations--perhaps ritualistically killed by Dionysian worshippers? Or was he only a mythological personage (from Cretan or Egyptian mythology?) We don't know--though there is good possibility that Orphism did indeed have its beginnings with some important religious reformer, perhaps the name "Orpheus" (the name itself is derived from the Greek orphnei meaning "darkness" and may be a derivative name from his association with the underworld.) "But the fate for most folks was really not escape--but rather a period of death (and torment) and then rebirth--according to the merit of one's earthly deeds."
"there is a time for listening to the vibrations that things produce in detaching themselves from the nothing-being to which our blindness relegates them, there is a time for letting things struggling with indifference give themselves to be heard.... It is not impossible in the unrestrained conversing that among disjunct, remote, disproportionate ensembles, at moments, harmonies of incalculable resonance occur." ---excerpts from "To Live the Orange" by Helene Cixous
Doing my part to let everyone know about this
amazing festival that is happening here in Denver sept. 25-27. This is
the biggest dark electronic music festival to ever happen in Denver, if
not the us. Hope to see all the phreaqs there! This flier links to the
page to buy tickets:
Click
on this banner to read my set lists with hyperlinx to bands and labels!
it is not up to date right now, but I am working on catching this up to
the present. Katastrophy, Mudwulf and I are going to be starting up
club Transmission again in two weeks at Kazmos lounge. it will be the
3rd Friday of every month, more about that soon. Thanks for supporting
quality music!
Also, make sure to get a copy of Wet Pizza Vol. III disc 1 if you haven't already. Even if you have, this is the updated copy with the previously missing Algernaut track, "Metaphoric Gizz Funk," so get with the times.
i do czeslaw milos snickers polanski style when
thanksgiving marsupulates because the neo-cons tickle
small monetary nipples and my dyslexia has given me
the power for premonitorily grasping forward and
manifesting the ring inside my uterex that you have
inverted vertical to black trap although the
horizontal suction cup has found its strength in
analog number sequences fractured beside digits of 0 1
0 1 0 1 0 1 0 1 0 1 0 1 0 1 even though my ego is your
ego is their ego is our ego and body shell is beyond
sensory and unisensory and it is permeable and porous
absorbent and transcendent and this is why frida had a
unibrow that chiseled her skin like tiny orange pop
drops that sodafied the inner lining of string pies
whose nimble nantuckets were inviolable beside the
growing fixations of small rabbits on holy vestiges
and dried out victuals of poor vegans whose only
recourse to meaty madness lies solely in their ability
to swallow microscopic fish seeds lurking behind
rubber walls in bigger halls whose veins skim the rain
of ordinary opiates and ignorant nimble bishop’s wives
who stitch the insipid signatures of hairy beasts on
the foreheads of their children before they press
blood mind into puberty and eat the sticky globules of
musical notes and pork sodas that must be consumed if
one is a teenage metier searing the burning pink
plastic of dissent-bots blistering the banality out of
broken banannas.
thimbles full of goodwill are turned upsidedown in a
black sea--the contents mean nothing now.
polaroids of nondescript boring things found in a box
in a ditch next to one tennis shoe, the left one.
a rooster has named himself the ace of corn but no
human will ever know that.
all those cars. all those people. all of em all the
drivers. human. unless you got the THEY LIVE shades
on.