Late in the twentieth century, on Spaceship Earth, witchdoctors and snakeoil salesmen engineered the global village. Some were good, some were bad, and the fruits of their collective labors became the binary information code — the latticework that has formed our daily lives. WIth all this “information” available, the process of formal education became ever slicker, though not easier. The process of gleaning trueknowlede from the electronic superhighway has become an art unto itself. But there is a limit! The lack of community created by large masses of people staring at large cathode ray tubes has become as disheartening as the sound of the data compression schemes being foisted upon us. A dull light illuminates us.
Humans thrive on the immediacy of a melange of collective impulses and waveforms traveling through the air. When it is pleasing, we call it music. Whenever you move, there is a sound and nothing really happens twice. There are limitless possibilities of timbre and clave (and lack thereof). These possibilities have been explored for thousands of years, and in that time, many masters have passed before us…
…as we approach the end of this century and continue to complicate our lives in an attempt to simplify we will gravitate toward the impulses and waveforms which pull us in. In the end nature will win.
-David Baker
MMW Recording Engineer/Producer
