The careful manipulation of sound fascinates me. To the outsider, elements of noise (and particular segments of the "noise" community) seem to thrive on the chaos - the all encompassing nothingness, the absence of anything that could be defined as structure. As the noise gets more cerebral, however, it occupies a space where even the strictest adherents to accepted sonic norms may be forced to recognize the meticulous collection, creation and construction of sound. Carry on a bit further, and you start to drift into a reality that mirrors primitive new age music. Alternate plane ambiance. Tweaked slightly or abused with abandon, these are sounds that have a home in the unused corners of your cerebral self that need to be fed even when there is no appetite (or taste). And when sound arrives here, when sound takes you here...it's not an accident.
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