rfurtkamp

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A bad person with bad guitars playing really outside weird thirty years gone. Are we not men, or free jazz, or weird noise, or just clueless? Your call. Recorded improv-style, pseudo-live (no edits to tracks, either it's good or the whole session is pitched), one pass at a time with old, forgotten gear. Synths courtesy mistracked guitars via 90s Boss snyth bass units (ME-6B etc), stacked glitchy fuzz pedals, and pitch-shifted harmonizing delay. Newer synthy stuff courtesy Roland GR-55 and all the old toys, plus various Roland keys and a Behringer DeepMind 12.$29 LFO-enabled rack delays and ART...

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Bill Boethius / Robert Furtkamp - Cosmic Juice (Extruder) 15.01.2017 10:02

Original track by Bill Boethius, "Cosmic Juice", with a bit of overlay by some angry cripple. https://soundcloud.com/bill-boethius for original track and more quality stuffs.

Kill the falconeer 15.01.2017 6:01

There was a murmur on the winds and cold did they blow.

Unterseeboot dirge 14.01.2017 2:49

Submarines of the intermountain waste come home.

Wedding at the fault 12.01.2017 4:43

A moment of freeze/thaw breaking time.

Justice in the void 10.01.2017 11:28

Duet for Bass VI and synth gone wrong.

Tuesday's storm lies in wait 09.01.2017 7:45

Crumbling and rumbling, the future is now.

Backwards falling star 05.01.2017 4:02

Struggling to escape, a comet's last gasp.

A grand slide into space-marked time 05.01.2017 6:01

The apple-dung boobs are real.

St. Albert's waltz 01.01.2017 4:37

Blow that invisible horn and let the apocalypse home.

Azure-lidded snowfall 30.12.2016 3:51

Tears in space become rain. Live December 29, 2016

The reaping and the storm 27.12.2016 7:59

Guitar-controlled System 1 and an angry untethered satellite dance in the ink of night.

This aethyr is empty 25.12.2016 8:38

In the depths of the spaces between spaces, the shells are empty too. Only a crackle remains, the ash of a former thing amidst the nothing. Duet for broken souls.

A dark night in the hells 25.12.2016 9:11

Sometimes the evil men get gifts instead of lumps of coal.

Spiralspun 24.12.2016 8:34

When guitars control virtual armies of electronic toys in ways that could not be sync'd in Ye Olden Times. Live December 23, 2016

Mister winter, nevermore 23.12.2016 3:31

That black triangle, it keep the spirits in. Duet for guitar-controlled (monophonic guitar to MIDI interpreter) synth and fuzzbox supreme. And hopefully soon, the hardware comes. Oh, yes, the words and worlds that will be destroyed.

Mourning grandstand 18.12.2016 1:46

Only in the twenty-first century can you play with an instrument before it actually appears, or its digital cousin. Waiting for the System 1's hardware arrival and broken guitar evenings.

Hell awaits in spades 13.12.2016 5:06

One on each wind, they test the light.

Wellspring to hell 11.12.2016 3:18

Live December 11, 2016 It doesn't make rational sense - sometimes you chain things together, and end up with something that is neither the sum of the parts nor even in the same ballpark.

The plains carry me home 11.12.2016 5:03

Sometimes one must metal machine music their way to salvation.

Seashell rise 11.12.2016 6:39

A tear in space and time, a duet for things I will never see again.

Phantoms, platters, and her 07.12.2016 7:34

Three little pigs, and a broken record - they dance on her eye. Post-production plugin rarity, done the same as everything else - real time, it works or it don't.

Fire, smoke, and nothing's ferocious touch 05.12.2016 6:54

Live December 5, 2016. Finally can go room mic only, it's damn bright out after all. And the earth crackles and moves again.

Howl on home 05.12.2016 7:38

Duet for blasted mornings

Breath of the void 04.12.2016 10:20

Live December 4, 2016 When vision fades and blur is all that remains, paint with noise and it is there.

Wastrels of Nythei 04.12.2016 3:46

A place I was once, that I am forevermore. And the mists come and save my soul.