Imaginary imagery

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Originally uploaded by It's the End

Imaginary imagery. Unlike the imagination of Decartes and less in the tradition of Bombelli, and perhaps very far removed from the likes of Takahashi-san, we continue not to peruse certain or any elemental crumbs thereof. As of late we have not been working on any of it - having perhaps not focused hard enough on any lame excuses for not doing so - but thought we might maybe start to pick tings up from the proverbial ditch in the sulcus where it once may have been left behind.

If the lazy in you has not started spreading, you might want to know more about what we are not telling you. Why not sign up on our mailing list, and then maybe, just maybe, it will somehow be worth it.

Interview with avantgarde-metal.com - For real this time!

We engaged in a little back-and-forth with Mr. Wanzek from avantgarde-metal.com over a period of time that probably would seem quite short to a closely shaved Buddhist monk, meditating feverishly and pondering the significance of short-person behavior in pedal-depressed panchromatic resonance and other highly ambient domains. Our analog hands hammering out digital streams of letters, exchanging mere fragments of what could seem to be ramblings of a semi-conscious mind, at increasingly longer intervals. Interspersed only by the loud banging on the invisible walls that envelop and inhibit the unconscious plane from crossing over to - or bleeding and seeping into, if you will - the oh so finite universe that less agreeable humans have defined for us to slowly crawl through the mud in.

The slightly perverted results can be read at leisure right here!

avantgarde-metal.com review... well, kind of...

We've been blessed with quite a few reviews of our debut album "It's the End" over the last year but this one is really "It's the Endish". Thor Wanzek at avantgarde-metal.com caught us red-handed mixing our secret brew with the main ingredient and our not so secret love, absinthe. The progression of diminished chords was failing and the dark force was all over us again, seducing us into its lair of triads in the key of C. We were playing a pop song again...





It's the End - 2010

Bringing whores to Epileptic Gibbon

Mr. Ian was kind enough to play our The Salesmen Are The Real Whores track on the 51st edition of the extremely excellent Epileptic Gibbon podcast music show, aptly entitled "Please Don't Feed The Animals". It seems somewhat relevant to quote the Norwegian band Ulver in this context, by asking: "What kind of animal are you?". Will you lend it your animal hearing organ, or will you not?

You can download the podcast by clicking right here!