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On the occasion of First Night, 2001, I was a sometime member of an experimental rock band/theatrical troupe known as Industrial Sonic Echo. First Night is what New Englanders refer to New Years as. ISE was like a real-life Buckaroo Bonzai, a band of artist-scientists whose performance was one third audio, one third organized movement, and one third structure and sculpture, and two-thirds mindfuck. The setting was Worcester, Massachusetts. Specifically, on that New Years Eve evening of the year 2000AD, the Worcester Art Museum, where we orchestrated two sets for a supposed grand total of roughly 2000 helpless viewers.
This was the playbill I wrote for the night, long thought lost.

The Neo Mythography...the Nuclear Eyeballs!

See the technological static of pure science fiction and all that is gothic and the yin-yang of the Greek poet Hesiod while Friedrich Nietzsche and the Mad Monk Grigori Rasputin and Albert Einstein and Gene Roddenberry and the astroGOD Stephen Hawking and Carl Sagan gone too far again with whiskey and artificial crystals and Osiris Was A Black God and the sounds of Pink Floyd and Sun Ra and maybe George Clinton and a random tribal dance of Australian aborigines in honor of their wacky Rainbow Serpent Dagon and see Christian guilt and televisions galore and contraband and DNA strands and the helix is beautiful this time of year and see the grassy Dallas knoll and charcoal figures on the cave walls and the Bhagavad ala Gita-Baby (don't you know that I love you?) and the Divine Comedy of Groucho and Doktor Faustus and Illuminatus to the Nth and geometric symbolism mixed with Aegyptian mythology mixed with Tibetan mysticism mixed with Stanley Kubrick films in reverse and ALIEN LIFE and see falling airplanes and rusty computers and anti-matter and apocalyptic nightmares of trashed cityscape streets and darkened urban jungles and painted faces hiding therein and political jokes and religious truths and see Jack Kirby parademons driving fast old cars through Timothy Leary timelessness and mental warnings of Danger Danger Danger and cyberpunx radiation energy while consciousness engineering weblines to bring you the Lost Gods in full process techni-colour and electrical emotions and codex arcana...

...FUSION!


These digital souls, locked within their own timestream continuum...

- What sweet music they make!