Music is about non-musical things

The first track is completely brilliant and totally believable as a concept, and I like it muscially too. I like the angelic choir that sends God's creation on it's unfortunate path of ultimate self-destruction. Adam's affair with Lilith and even more ill-willed consumation with Eve in the utopian Garden of Eden. God laughed indeed. Next, Men Created Their Own World and continue to do so, and then complain about it not working. It's like listening to music, you cannot amplify a bad source and get a good output. There has to be a technical compromise and so it is with mankind, don't expect Utopia if you aren't willing or able to make the effort. Nice, deep resonance, profound with suitable voice samples that all blend together well with a unique structuring and delivery as a track of musical creative expression. 'Just walk around and make eye contact'. Lovely stuff.

The third track, They Didn't Listen, speaks volumes in a magical musical manner. They didn't listen, they didn't read, they didn't learn. I noticed the cover of the latest New Scientist asking 'Why does history repeat itself?' I recall my French teacher M.Bland, 'écouter et répéter', yeah sure, très bon!-) Then, To The World Outside Their World, brings to mind as the music staggers along with mankind's science of muddling-through, the difference between ontologists and epistemologists. The former seem to rule the world, with the believe that what is in their heads is real and therefore prone to have their bubbles of existence burst. Still, that's just my view.

They Were Born To Suffer is very cathartic, though in a religious sense, the demiurge being all powerful and Lucifer running rife upon terra firma, not below it. A nice resonant track, well balanced as it soars and twists in agony and anguish. Some lovely sounds and senses of tortuousness towards the endemically echoing end. Never Close Enough is a beautiful track, full of the sounds of nature, and makes me think of our efforts at understanding the world around us. Remember the clown at the circus, who when he walks up to his fallen hat and bends to pick it up, manages to kick it just out of reach again. That little play of foolishness is our effort to understand, always elusive of our efforts, literally never close enough, and the harder we look the more layers of understanding are manufactured and placed between us and it. Don't forget, once upon a time, the world was flat. So much for the ontologists eh?

And, there they are Always Inside Their Bounded Dreams, a lovely flowing track that encapsulates the sustainability of the commons. It works within a boundary but not as an open system, the same with democratic capitalism. Which brings us neatly, to Their Society. We have the Greeks to thank for a lot of the way we in the Western world endure as a form of society. Maybe we should have listened more to different philosophers. Schelling, Paracelsus, von Uexkull and a host of others. It just takes one person to add an extra cow to the commons and the whole thing collapses. One word: greed. One question: Why? Nicely constructed track, with a lot of voice samples. What is the 'whole' trick? Not to think about it? The ending sums it up, darkness overwhelms.

Their Blood And Flesh. We are cannibals. We are consumers. The track is another fantastically profound sculpting of noise and structure, rhythm upon rhythm, layer upon layer. Until you are buried to the neck in aural submission. The music is very bold and strong throughout this album and very evocative, if not provocative. Look what it's done to my existential, epistemological bubble!-) But then music is about non-musical things, as the title of the album says so succinctly and proves itself to be true. Was it the fourth crusade of God's chosen, the Albigensian genocide, led by the French? Never mind the people's crusade, they never made it far. Most, if not all philosophers, are peasants.

Then the album draws to a close, with the final track (obviously), Until Body and Soul, Inside and Outside Became One. This time the counterpoint to the brilliant musicality is another chorus, but not angelic, one of a monkish sound. And, it rounds up my summation of this amazing album and gives weight to my own life philosophy that we are already in 'Hell' and when we die, if we've taken the right pill, like Alice, we get to become at one with the whole, be it called God, Spirit, Dark Matter whatever, it's all-pervasive. But like Grace Slick sang, some pills don't do anything at all and I believe you find yourself back in this world. It would explain the over-population and why there are so many cars stuck in the traffic of the world. Excellent work Mischapex, outstanding conceptually and musically. Thanks for sharing the vision.