Thermoluminescence produce an electronic sound, sometimes joyous, and at other times melancholy. Sometimes complex, and at other times simple. It is produced with mostly analogue instruments that incorporate strings (six on most, four on some), keys, and skins.
The key based instruments are played using fingers, often with a downward motion. The instruments with strings are played in various ways, sometimes with a small piece of plastic, and at other times with the tips of the same fingers used for key playing. There are occasions on which the strings are not played at all. The skin based instruments are struck with tremendous force by a wooden stick. Sometimes the natural vibrations are augmented by digital sounds, for which computers are used. There is also a man who uses his vocal chords via an amplification machine.
Sometimes this is all done at once. Sometimes it is loud. Sometimes it is quiet. Sometimes fast, sometimes slow. But it is always compelling.
Posted on Friday, 19 April
Anonymous asked: The beat makes sense when you say it out loud.
2 3 4 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 should be our album title, no?
Posted on Thursday, 18 April
WE ARE PROFESSIONAL MUSICIANS I SWEAR!
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testing… testing… is this thing on?
Posted on Tuesday, 21 August
just walked into Harbour Lights picture house, Southampton. they are playing our record in the lobby.
Posted on Thursday, 16 August
It’s not going to stop. Not ‘til you give up. I said ‘you’ll have to leave me here, amongst the snow and the fear. No time to argue with me, listen, just get out of here.’
And she said, ‘oh hold me down, oh hold me down.’
This road leads nowhere. Standing alone, I said to her, ‘It’ll snap or crack or break if you bend it like you want. Take a look around and even the trees know something that we don’t.’
And she said, ‘Oh shoot me now, oh shoot me now.’
Come let’s tear it down and let it hit the ground. It goes round and round.
Don’t use that word. Speak up or won’t be heard. ‘I created this world and now I’ve got to live in it.’
‘Don’t stop now. It would be a shame not to finish it.’
And she said, ‘Going, going, going, gone. Going, going, going, gone.’
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