Wednesday, June 11, 2008  12:23 am 

The relapse into barbarism chapter 1 : The great forest

The old men say their fathers told them that soon after the fields were left to themselves a change began to be visible.

The mysteries of technology were lost in the time when those elders could read the written word and manipulate machines. The world grew wild and those families who inherited the machines began to try and use them again. Many of them took to the road to perform forgotten rights to the masses, and within here we document just four of the many.

Some took the technology and let it rule, forming shapes and patterns around the rouge machines coiled resonance. Though harmonising with the machine these shaman brought back the ghost of the old gods whose memories, both joyous and solemn, still lived within the resistors.

Pocahaunted - Ashes is white

The tribe of Pocahaunted, indigenous to the land once known as Los Angeles, are known to converse with such spirits in their mesmeric distant chants.

Others found consolation in the re-enacting of the ancient’s ceremonies, repeating time honoured rituals found on ancient tombs.

Big Blood - Vitamin C

Although the exact meaning was now lost (had their even been one ?) the family of Big Blood form solace in their people’s heart with their pastoral revalidation of the ceremony on the loss of Vitamin C, first performed by the ancients Can. Unlike the others here Big Blood choose to manipulate simpler objects to create their textures, machines enhance and play a part, but do not rule the ceremony.

Those tribes situated in the older areas of populace soon began to scavenge together whole systems of the old technology plugging together ecologies of apparatus and leaning to let the machines communicate with each other again.

Katsen - Constellation

Katsen found the plethora of voices provided by such microcosms brought a joy to their hearts, singing twee psychedelic odes to the stars from where ledged had told the elders had once visited. When times were hard the people found such uplifting music important.

Another centre for machines, The South Manchester Museum of Keyboard Technology, became home of the collective The Sisters of Transistors who held regular coven meetings on how to manipulate the technology and join their voices to it. Through arcane devices The Sisters of Transistors viewed moving scrolls of the ancients by a scribe called Dario Argento, re-imagining the sounds from these haunting tales into their own dance filled rituals.

The sisters of transistors - The don

And so it was that the inhabitants of this land, using whatever the could lay their hands on, filled the forests with music.

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