Your entire body is light. Light fills every particle of your blood, every cell, every membrane and organ. During recent years, many have been undergoing various forms of rearrangements. Typically, after the integration of the second cycle the embodiment is completed. The world of self-evolution is on the verge of an information explosion: cheap energy, free energy-everything will be given to you. All of this is related to the evolving light-encoded filaments. Our planet is nearing the completion of an evolutionary cycle that began long, long ago. During this final phase of the cycle, our human consciousness is awakening and expanding into cosmic consciousness, as we gradually remember WHO WE ARE, and the PURPOSE we came here to fulfill. All your energy belongs to you! You hold the history of the universe within your physical body. What is occurring upon the planet now is the literal mutation of your physical body, for you are allowing it to be evolved to a point where it will be a computer that can house this information. The friction you feel with others is that you are on this path of evolution and bursting forth. You will realise the contact and the energy that is continuously around.
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Cosmic synth music, as a concept, requires regular transfusions of reverse strategies, weird ideas, and bad blood to stay mutating (and thus alive). And while there’s no shortage of global projects actively engaged in this pursuit, the life/art arc of Austria’s Cruise Family cleaves closest to the slipstream we identify with. His early tapes were bubbling fountains of faded trance textures, like a rave reimagining of Monopoly Child Star Searchers’ celestial cassette mysticisms, but We’re In Heaven extrapolates that DNA into a radically more dynamic model. The sidelong A side, “We’re In Heaven,” coasts on a carpet of lush galactic synthesizer bliss and metronomic 909 pulses, like someone cross-mixing the best of Software’s Electronic Universe over a slowed-down Model 500 instrumental loop. The B is split into two pieces, the paranoid warehouse techno skeleton, “Be Part Of It,” and “Gone By Dawn,” which sequences floating new age fractals over a hollowed-out acid handclap beat, like the spectral shell of some classic sunrise anthem. The fidelity and textural craft of these cuts are distinct to anything else in the Cruise Family tree, and the best embodiment of his unique matrix of influences. Black vinyl 12 inches in jackets with insane laser-galactic ‘humanoid tumbling through interstellar space’ artwork by CF’s Stefan Kushima. Edition of 550.
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Vienna’s most warped exporter of sideways sci-fi post-rave improv, Stefan Kushima, has cruised a zig-zagged path through laser drone and thumping euro slime to his current position, a curious no man’s land of pirated trance materials stretched into longform psych-style strobe-light sprawls. His last album, Up To Us, flirted with higher BPMs than usual but Orbital Express is a more accurate expression of Cruise Family’s specifically fried dance-damaged hyperspace. The A side track unfolds with a shimmering pool of synth drip before pumping a buried robot beat through a thousand canopies of arpeggiating squiggle and lo-fi LED ambient wash. The B piece is split into two jam zones, one a bouncy midi junk-rave groove, the other a darker, weirder drumless synth dead end, pulsing a swarming alien throb until the power gets cut. Another far-out orbit by this consistently tripped Austrian space cadet. Pro-dubbed tapes in clear cases with fold-out J-cards with ridiculous sci-fi energy ball artwork by SF Broadcasts’ main man. Edition of 150.