Are you ready for a new technotronic age? An eon of telescoping, infinite horizons that slices through the staid film of the possible like a superheated knife through a partition of aluminum foil, permitting the divine ray of exceptional human promise to extend through the newly opened aperture and rebound past the edge of our present limitations- isn't that the kind of world you want to live in? Doesn't that sound exciting? Well, keep waiting, 'cause it's already passed. Your future is compulsory and predetermined- a mostly sedentary and anxiety-prone test subject in Sam Altman's open-air laboratory, who, if they are lucky, will get converted into a battery once they've been wrung dry as a dataset. Ah, if only we controlled machines instead of being controlled by machines that serve other masters. Electronic rock artist Telesonic 9000 prefers to wallow in the wellspring of potentiality that existed in the pre-internet age, exploring the hinge points of alternative pathfindings on his 2023 EP
E.C.H.O., an audaciously warm resonance cascade that ripples into the ether with immaculate clarity of purpose, intercepting the invisible shapes floating in the torrents of oblivion and mapping them with the precision of an oscillating, cyber-brained chiropteran as it glides out of the snares of the digital dragnet and blindly follows a faithful course of deliverance charted by a reflexive sense of contingency and expectant outcomes once considered common place in an advanced, technologically enmeshed society- a compass of sound, navigating by the vibrancy of the terra incognita in which it seeks, a place whose presence we can hear, but which we must still struggle to depart for if we ever hope to arrive... The album also comes in punchcard form... which is about as whimsical as it is impractical.
