Lying On The Floor...
Fluorescent Grey
SYNOPSIS
It's a sonic brain dump, a vomitous mass of noise and rhythm and appropriated cultural melodies. You either listen to it or you ignore it; it functions either way. The longer you let Lying On The Floor Mingling With God in a Tijuana Motel Room Next Door to a Veterinary Supply Store play, the more you appreciate the cleverness of Martin's choice of name. Fluorescent Grey is the un-choice (you know, neither black nor white) intruding itself upon your consciousness. By virtue of containing everything, Fluorescent Grey may actually sound like nothing. It's a clever trick -- being so visibly invisible -- and I find myself continually discovering new facets of this record.
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IMAGES
TRACKS
- Crackly ShellListen
- Purple Gears with Green Bolts of ElectricityListen
- Grinding ParticlesListen
- Cobweb Cave (pt 1 of 3)Listen
- Drawer Full of Booster Seasts (pt 2 of 3)Listen
- Indian Classical Beat Sliced and Sauteed (pt 3 of 3)Listen
- I Am a Photograph of My Old Driveway, The Edges of the Photograph Are Made of Cartoon Cow's TeethListen
- A Peruvian Shaman Sits Down to Make IDM On His LaptopListen
- Melting Fiber-Optic NecklaceListen
- Liquefied Break-dancingListen
- Study For Live Drums and Piano Quantization (pompous academic generic experimental title)Listen
- Morphing SongListen
