We’re all born incomplete and aspire for wholeness.
Thrown into this world at breakneck speeds, immediately socialized by our parents and guardians, who we trust as gods with our childish, wonder-filled minds. Once, we all believed our guardians and teachers and elders knew everything and could be trusted completely.
Alas, they were all once chucked into this world too, raised up by previous generations that may have often convinced themselves that they knew what life was all about. But they didn’t. No one did.
Some tabletop turning tables doing some hip hop industrial beats, while government owned business do not pay income taxes to support the government. I never know what to write here. This is the music I did the past week or two. A Primus song, a experimental beat, and some heavy wall of sound.
Le’ts start in the middle. Many years after both Josh and I, separately, had had music running through our veins and had already been the air we breathe. Although, mine in the form of a dream and Josh’s as his reality.
Let’s start in the middle. In a retail store in the big and unknown county of Fairfax, in northern Virginia, where Luna and Josh met.
I’m 25 years old, living in Central New York. I often think about taking a one-way ticket to the West Coast, specifically like Los Angeles, or Seattle. I have been working on putting out what I believe is the best I can do with what I have. I’ve recorded hundreds of songs, I have written over 790 poems. I do what I do because I love art. Music is awesome. I’m not attempting to re-invent the wheel. I don’t want to sound the same. I’m not looking to fit into standards.
Our second Artist of the Week in 2018, #30 of all time, is Polen Mentor from Plant City, Florida. The international collective has just released their first full-length conceptual album/project, The Conscious Evolution. It encapsulates the ideas of Urban decay/Mass consumerism, the lost occult, modern day science/the Conscious Evolution and embodies trip-hop, fresh, sensual, sexual, occult, dark and ominous, industrial, tribal, organic and timelessness…