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  • 555 – thee omega seed – mjmj records

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    Artwork/packaging is top notch & sounds within touch upon so many worlds & yet remain coherent. Hard to describe; not unfamiliar but known spaces seen thru new perspectives.
    Definitely recommended. (prob should of gotten more copies )
    -tomentosa

    MJ MJ is very proud to bring you the latest offering from Christopher Farstad. Under the guise of 555 he has released a slew of defining cassettes through Moon Glyph, Constellation Tatsu and Rainbow Pyramid. The first in our spring series is an album of sonic awakening and growth, a beautiful combination of Carnatic Flute, guitar and electronics. The album strikes a balance of organic and synthetic, meditation and movement.

    In C. Farstad’s words – “A science-fiction suite inspired in equal parts by a Christmas-Day performance at a Xhurch, Paolo Soleri’s eco-theological writings, and the imaginative potential of technology, Thee Omega Seed is a conceptual work proposing a cult of computer programmers who have chosen to dedicate their life crafting religious experiences in Virtual Reality for the express purpose of initiating humans into an age of non-belief. In this recording, 555 lays claim to the trans-human unfolding already in progress as a personal credo of natural expression.”

    All sounds created by 555 / Chris Farstad in Portland, OR.
    Packaging designed by Nico Stephou in Amsterdam, Netherlands.
    Released by MJ MJ Records in Minneapolis, MN in April 2016.
    Edition of 100


  • kane pour – hyper pollen temple – elestial sound

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    1. Magic Tortoise 1:52

    2. Wooden Twin 5.44

    3. Frog’s Puzzle Box 4:29

    4. Aquarium Pinball 5:23

    5. Blue Chantrelle 6:59


  • lost trail – other burlington – twin springs tapes

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    I awoke to a summer evening already tinged with the sad gold of swiftly approaching autumn. Every bird in the towering oaks was whispering “Come see, come see.” They led me in escort to an unfamiliar neighborhood, past the boarded-up mansions, past the crumbling mills, past the train cars sitting slumped and rusted on un-used sidings. The air shifted, the world tilted imperceptibly on its axis, and all grew hushed and chilled. At the wooded void of a dead-end street at dusk, I glanced in my rearview to find the backseat of my little car teeming with spirits, pure refractions of light and dark jostling for the seatbelts. What else could I do but bring them home, to the shadowy reaches and unmapped hollows of our own halls? With their consent, I recorded their stories on tape, though their ephemeral nature distorts and damages all attempts to capture their voices. Listen close. This is the music we’ve made while reaching across the threshold and clasping hands. – Lost Trail


  • vehscle / naturestudy – split – housecraft recordings

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    Hyper-minimal acoustics. Vehscle is like an unknown creature from the deep, coming full force with absolutely no explanation other than a full frontal non-explanation of it’s own distinctly vacant ambiguity. Naturestudy, a.k.a. Jason Nicolaus, presents a flowing, and sometimes, melodic aesthetic; although still untethered to any known reference whatsoever. There is a deep reverence for space on both sides. Prepare yourself for a deeply immersed venture into alien territory.


  • kambang adzan ‎– floating call to prayer – eiderdown records

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    “This recording was made while living in Bandung, West Java, Indonesia, around 1997 or 1998. Using a Sony DAT recorder and stereo microphone I had sought out the highest place where I lived to record one of the many thunderstorms that happen during monsoon season. I ended up recording on a rooftop where there were several caged and unhappy house-cats pleading with me (they can be heard on the recording) to let them out.
    I hit record and a few hours later, returned to collect my equipment. By happy coincidence I had also recorded the many Adzans, or call to prayers, from the nearby mosques. I hope you enjoy this aural slice of life from another time. “