Representative but not finite. The band believes in the wearing of costumes and the jingling of bells.
Influences
Hawkwind, Royal Trux- "Twin Infinitives", Wolf Eyes, Sun Ra, Smegma, Cluster, Caroliner, Mars, Flying Saucer Attack, Flies inside the Sun, Rip Rig and Panic, Piper at the Gates of Dawn, Street Preachers, Ranters, Dune, H.P. Lovecraft, and Space Opera of all sorts.
"you guys have a MySpace profile that is very space rock."
fevervisions
of a distant time - the songs of future ultragods worshiped by the inhabitants
of space empires now fallen into sweet scattered barbarism. Upon the plugging in
of the implements - within the onset of their churning, instinctively, I knew my
duties.
I moved towards the controls of my space machine- bleeding out sonic
geometries to open channels of communion with our distant incarnations,
their presence now an insistent beacon flashing its signal across the
reaches of space-time. It may serve as some explanation of my attitude
towards these unusual phenomena to say that since my early years I have
been afflicted by troublesome bouts of unwelcome telepathic contacts,
praetersensory twitches and flails, prophetic headaches, etcetera. Through the relishing of such mindsores, a pleasing hum emerged.
At this point, a counterdimensional axis opened in the basement, admitting a
troupe of backwards time-space dancers who exist in a slightly *less
dense* form of material expression. Their physical bodies dangle inside-out in
suspended animation to complete long distance journeys between star
systems in that to-be. During this long sleep they amuse themselves by
traveling backwards through subtle connections made by bizarre recessive
mutations in the genetic codes belonging to members of Space Hawk.
We are possessed by these beings during our practices and performances,
giving a voice to tales of future days and insights for the now-time.
Occasionally they sing in languages-to-be, finding our current tongues
lacking the range of resonant signifiers with which they are accustomed.
They often sing tales of the ancient being they spend their waking times
hunting throughout the interstellar void, known as THE SPACE HAWK. They
have spent their entire lives in deep space, for long before they were
born their parents fled the destruction of their homeworld in a
now-derelict craft, once a flagship of the ancient technology of their
spacefaring ancestors: the products of our future industry. We give them
the use of our bodies to make music and manifest the creativity they
cannot afford in their waking existence, for they are us - representatives
of the remnants of our consciousness' in the distant future.
The waking lives of the travelers are bleak. They spend most time out of
stasis repairing the ship or hunting large space-faring cephalopods for
their meat, occasionally coming across an inhabited planet or system of
planets whose dominant civilizations have long ago fallen to the gaze of
the Hawk. They wander these planets and trade with the inhabitants to
replenish supplies, searching always for clues to its path. For it is the
fate of the Space Hawk that its gaze will fall upon the industries and
intrigues of surface-dwelling beings only at the apex of their civilized
development, and its curse that precipitates the fall of those
civilizations after its gaze has passed. The Hawk is not a malevolent
being, nor do I believe it to have any kind of personalized consciousness.
It has a number of simultaneous dimensional incarnations, existing in the
physical world as an ancient spacecraft -unmanned but filled with spinning
glyphs of fractured light fulfilling obscure functions within its antique
mainframe. In more subtle realms (and to more subtle eyes) it appears as
an enormous living Hawk whose heart holds the fire of a thousand imploding suns and whose gaze shatters the hopes of those who dream greedily and boldly at the expense of sensibility and compassion.
We are only beginning to understand our relation to the future travelers
as we decipher the recordings (which we are quite possibly playing back at the wrong speed) they leave in their wake and analyze the
confused memory of their passing. Many questions remain unanswered. Why
have they come to this current now? what exactly is their relation to
or intention toward the Space Hawk? Do they seek, through performing their
hymns to Space Hawk in the now-time, to attract his gaze to earth and
topple world civilization at its current height? These questions and more
have yet to be addressed in their transmissions, so we can only wait for
the travelers to speak on the subject.
Any seeking further information regarding our communications with the
travelers, the Space Hawk, or anyone who would like to host a Space Hawk
ceremony, please message us.
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