Came across this in one of those stumbling, not-quite-falling, wormhole moments... Watching Blade Runner (with the sound down) for the first time in about 20 years, listening to musique concrete, dreaming like Deckard, then sideswiping off into... this.
It's maybe an abomination. There's really nothing quite like it. I'm not sure that its even trying. But it seems like there's a reason, if no rhyme.
Monstrous. Special (in all the ways). Maybe a disaster waiting to happenstance.
I'm tired. Robots ended up looking like Eva from Wall-E not Sean Young. Blade Runner as extended anti-frizz shampoo advert. How the fuck did Kenny G survive into the future?
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HELLO. I AM JOHN ORCUTT. FRONTMAN OF ISLA ISLE. THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR WRITING ABOUT ISLA ISLE. I APPRECIATE IT VERY MUCH. I WISH YOU HAPPINESS AND SUCCESS IN LIFE. THANK YOU.
ALSO. IF YOU ARE THE PERSON WHO PAID ONE DOLLAR FOR THIS ALBUM. THANK YOU VERY MUCH AGAIN. ALTHOUGH YOU COULD HAVE DOWNLOADED IT FOR FREE, YOU GAVE ME MONEY. SO THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
Hello, John... nice to hear the flesh and blood behind the release; sometimes Bandcamp seems like it's entirely populated be self-generating spambots, programmed to DRONE
HAHAHA. YES. AREN'T ALL MY PEERS DRONES? I AM GLAD TO BE FREE WARRIOR OF SOUND. I BREAK BARRIERS OF SOUND TO BE GENIUS. DANUEL JOHNSTON LICK TOE COMPARED TO ISLA ISLE. I AM TRUE SCHIZOPHRENIC MUSICIAN. I AM ISLA ISLE. I AM SCHIZOPHRENIC. I AM... JOHN ORCUTT.
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