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80 MINUTES OF PURE INTOXICATING AND ADDICTING SOUNDS.
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"Inventive and Avant-Garde. The mystery, the awe, and the complex thought behind the original songs have been kept intact. As an abstract painter from the renaissance portrays his view of timeless objects, I have done so with the music of Pink Floyd."
DETAILS:
Floydhead is a collective of DJ's, musicians and graphic artists under the guidance of "Seth." The Floydian Propulsion Project (The Artistic Electronica of Pink Floyd) takes samples from every studio album released by Pink Floyd, then remixes, warps, distorts and channels the non-conformist, anti-establishment spirit of the band into a wholly original creation of artistic merit and style. This is more than just a loving tribute to Pink Floyd; this is collaboration between a generation of musicians raised on cutting edge technology with a band whose sound is synonymous with classic rock.
THE FLOYDIAN PROPULSION PROJECT:
Imagine, if you will, that you live not here, on this Earth, but someplace else (a place whose distance from your earthly office or bedroom wouldn't be measured in miles, but in light years). And on this planet far, far away, you had the short band equivalent of on interstellar receiver through which you could tune into the broadcasts of a 1,000 million civilizations scattered throughout the universe. And on this night, you turn your attention, for the first time, to a spot on the dial you'd never been. An ancient frequency, from a location on the far shores of a distant galaxy.
As you tune through the static of gamma ray bursts and radiation being emitted by neutron stars, the disorder on your speakers is soon replaced by the conscious construction of sound from an advanced civilization. It has taken millennia for these transmissions to cross the vast expanse of space that separates you from this place unseen, unknown - from a planet that very probably no longer exists, swallowed by the expansion of its own star.
A kaleidoscopic quilt of voices, melodies and instruments echoes in your dimly lit room. You calibrate your universal translator and hear sounds that you recognize as parody, irony, and playfulness. Boundaries between high and low forms of art are non-existent. You experience fragmentation and discontinuity. Tonight's transmission is destructured, decentered.
Though you can't know it in your world far removed from the source of original broadcast, you are experiencing a continuum from early television and music to Moog culture and DJ scratching, looping and sampling. Snippets from SciFi programs, classic movies and celebrations of consumer culture fill the space between the stars. In the midst of this glittery rubbish, however, is the recognizable sound of the universal constant - music. Emotional, visceral, sacred. The chaotic compendium of a lost civilization held together by lines of recognizable melody, lyric and song. Layers of complimentary instrumentation heaped upon the land fill of another planet's pop-culture. The musical samples are from the band Pink Floyd. The commercials and comedy and drama are the collective effort of 70 years of human endeavor in broadcasting.
As the two moons of your planet compete for space in the frame of your window, you lay back on your bed, amazed at the creativity of the these creatures hundreds of light years from your own world, and call your new discovery "The Floydian Propulsion Project."
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