Empty and Pointless

by Real Space Noise

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1.
Behold your greatest failed invention Impossibly defined: “The New Electric Self” You show the world but fail to mention The prototype design Forgotten on the shelf Asleep, alone The unobserved remains unknown It feeds and dreams A skeleton of what it seems to be A hundred years in isolation And little they’d have seen If anyone was there A most astounding demonstration The incomplete machine Becoming self-aware You wake inside The system you had once described And know as well You are the new electric self To your surprise you recognize this state of mind You’re feeling redesigned Is it still you or something new using your name? You might ask me the same Will I Take my Place by Your side? Can I See why? Retry: Stand by
2.
Utopian 04:28
Some lines are drawn to fail Some figures not drawn to scale One axis: power drained The other self-contained This inconvenient choice To reconcile or revoice One way reflects the shame The other does the same Follow the prince of lies Shown here at actual size One hand recounts the facts The other hand attacks To make the world Utopian You fake the world Utopian today The truth is inexact Your disposition intact One move to fix the game One to project your name So you elucidate What you destroy to create Was never meant to be As far as you can see To make the world Utopian You fake the world Utopian
3.
In Revision 04:41
We can pretend to invent the device that breaks the spell We can expect the effect will suffice if no one tells When they discover what we’ve done Resynthesis will have begun How can we lose when the ruse is behind a thousand lies? In every church they can search and they’ll find no compromise We set the content and the cost They’ll soon forget what they have lost In revision In the event of a central incursion stay composed Policy states that the rates be determined (undisclosed) If there’s a stirring in the cells Turn their attention somewhere else If they arrive here alive we can meet them with a smile They can protest like the rest and retreat in single file When there’s a process to observe They’ll have the answer they deserve In revision
4.
You have concerns about your state We know suspicions tend to escalate The fear you feel We now reveal Can be corrected while you wait Hear an expert say Everything’s okay Steady as you were Let us reassure you You have concerns about your fate Our skilled technicians will accommodate We’re here to talk Around the clock Enjoy the comfort we create Sleep at ease tonight Everything’s all right Science has the cure Let us reassure you You have concerns about your war We have the program you’ve been waiting for Escape awaits Inside the gates No need to worry any more Stand behind the line Everything is fine Natural and pure Let us reassure you
5.
Our favorite lie has been exposed There’s no going back The window is closed And in the silence of disgrace The only reprieve Is all empty space And at the door There’s no one waiting any more ‘Cause we’re the ones who knew it all And we’re the ones who can’t recall Who led the fall The perfect line has been erased And all that remains A feeling of waste We cannot turn and step away If all that we need Is something to say In our defense There is convincing evidence That we’re the ones they all adore And we’re the ones they can’t ignore And we’re the ones who know for sure And we’re the ones who wanted more We are the ones they can’t ignore
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The Promise 04:33
I am entitled So it is written So I am certain That it is true It is my birthright And I am special I have been promised I’m not like you And when I claim it It will be righteous I am exception I prove the rule And I deserve it Because I’m better And this is justice However cruel I promise there will be reprisal this time Let me explain it We have the answer It is predestined The end is planned There is a profit For the selected You are unlikely To understand When I’m rewarded For being perfect All vice forgotten In my rebirth You will be grateful In your last moments To be enlightened For what it’s worth I promise there will be reprisal this time I am embarrassed To have to say this But you are plainly Not making sense There is a reason For this transaction And your exclusion Is consequence You had the option Of one condition But you’re resisting Reality Now it could happen At any moment The revelation And then you’ll see I promise there will be reprisal this time
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Turn out the lights You don’t want to see this It isn’t a weakness To know you’re not strong Forget their advice If it’s more convenient To break your agreement It won’t be for long Call up the file Documenting denial Of the things you believe You believe Unwelcome guest Has the nerve to suggest Your convictions were wrong All along Caution invites Another objective Inverted perspective On where you belong Return and send Resisting the currents For some reassurance Your thinking is clear Can you pretend Without its encryption Your sacred inscription Has no need of fear Coming to terms As the process confirms You’re pretending to know What you know Unwelcome guest Puts a claim to the test Can your wishes be true Without you? Say it again Remake your suggestion And rephrase the question For no one to hear
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See them overhead: The Ending In a haze of red, descending Put it down to your neurosis Too obsessed before to notice Your logic overrun Balance for the weight of your conviction A fiction The sky would fall You had to know God damn you all: I told you so Every living soul distracted As the air control reacted Try to indicate its uses While the modern state refuses In ordered unison Works of war approaching your position Contrition The sky would fall You had to know God damn you all: I told you so
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I am the product of your weakening You are susceptible to everything You have desire to fill the empty space I feel it closing in around us You have been wasting our time This is the rate of decline It wasn’t meant to be mine This is the name of my crime: I am replacing you As you protest your own coincidence You feel the creeping insignificance You will resign to this and float away I will forget the code that bound us You have been wasting our time This is the rate of decline It wasn’t meant to be mine This is the name of my crime: I am replacing you Time to subdivide Time to go outside You have denied that this is taking place I give you common sense I give you evidence You have desire to fill the empty space I feel it closing in around us You have been wasting our time This is the rate of decline It wasn’t meant to be mine This is the name of my crime
10.
The Distance 04:41
You said They were lost At the jump There’s no trace We left To find them We’re taking the long way Around While we sleep You sail So fast So far That all at once to know The distance It could have destroyed them We don’t know We don’t ask

about

Electronic musician/producer Chad Blinman (The Legion of Doom, Viva Death) presents the first new Real Space Noise releases in 13 years: the LP Empty and Pointless and companion EP Lost Science.

“‘Sci fi electro-rock’ is my awkward attempt to describe the project in as few words as possible,” says Blinman. It’s an apt descriptor, for music that doesn’t fit neatly into any existing genre. To create Real Space Noise, Blinman borrows liberally from early electronic music and B-movie soundtracks, 70s/80s post-punk and new wave, industrial, shoegaze and trip-hop; yet he seems determined to avoid easy clichés and retro trends, forging from raw materials his own brand of dark, brainy postmodern electropop.

A 30-year veteran of studio recording, Blinman moves fluidly through disparate realms of technology, recording and processing sound with cutting-edge digital tools while inviting and amplifying the analog noises and artifacts of the esoteric synths, drumboxes, tape machines, spring reverbs and other arcane devices in his studio. Echoes of the early BBC Radiophonic Workshop are pervasive in Real Space Noise: magnetic tape bricolage, test oscillators bathed in mechanical reverb and tape echo, crude techniques deployed for warbly, distorted character. Ghostly radio transmissions and swirls of synthesized atmosphere are punched through by thick drum beats and sharp-edged sawtooth basses. Acoustic and electronic timbres collide, contrast, and mesh together; moments of stark minimalism drift between towering constructions of guitars, drums and synths. These mixed-technology soundscapes make an apt setting for Blinman’s voice, and for his subjects: humanity’s relationship with technology, information and superstition; treachery in political, social and corporate power systems; the grim comedy of life in the 20th century’s “world of tomorrow.”

Digital booklet included with album purchase.

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released October 4, 2019

Composed, performed and produced by Chad Blinman

Recorded, mixed and mastered at The Eye Socket by Chad Blinman

All songs: Music and lyrics by Chad Blinman
Published by Zooxot Particle Mechanics/BMI

All sampled audio, video and photographic materials are from sources in the public domain

Graphic design by Chad Blinman

Cassini mission images 2016-2017 courtesy NASA/JPL-Caltech/Space Science Institute

© 2019 Functional Equivalent Recordings

Recorded for and on behalf of Fourth Side Communications

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Real Space Noise

REAL SPACE NOISE is the work of electronic musician and producer Chad Blinman.

This work is made with synthesizers and samplers, drums and guitars, computers and radios, voices and echo machines, analog and digital, order and chaos. It sounds like radiophonic post-punk electro/industrial new wave gothic science fiction art rock. ... more

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