The Cinema of Sound. I am a surrealist artist at heart and I treat my music making in the same way. "Gathering together sounds and stream of consciousness words in attempt to create an atmosphere of meaning out of non meaning. Aiming towards a "Cinema of Sound". Started off making my own "music" but more recently using Ableton Live and samples to quickly produce electronic music with a beat. But not sure how long this will last, I still have a problem with the impurity of such an approach. For a long time I was too shy to use my own voice, but am slowly overcoming that, though still relying on various manipulations to disguise it. Expect desolate rooms, Greyhound bus rides in the dead of night, distorted phones, the moon, religions gone bad, serial killers and various psychotic characters. Living the dream. An underlying hint of unspoken violence and dystopia abounds. File under “uneasy listening”. _________________________________________________________________________________ In my twenties I shared a house with several other students. Whilst they were listening to the Sex Pistols, Ramones and the Clash. I was listening to contemporary classical music such as Boulez, Cage, Penderecki, Ligetti, Reich and Berio, along with a bit of Shostakovich, Berlioz and Mahler together with Coil, Faust and other avante garde electronica. Occasionally my housemates would venture into my darkened hashish scented lair and say, "What the fuck is this you are listening to?" They would linger ( due to the aroma and its source) and with patience and time they would eventually say things like, "Actually, this isn't bad". My only hope is that some of those composers ( or my now rapidly approaching old age flat mates) mentioned above would venture here and say something like, this isn't bad. If only they weren't all dead ( The composers, not my mates ... yet). Ive still got some dope left!