....................................................... 80 MINUTES OF PURE INTOXICATING AND ADDICTING SOUNDS. (visit www.FLOYDHEAD.com for more details)
"Inventive and Avant-Garde. The mystery, the awe, and the complex thought behind the o [+]....................................................... 80 MINUTES OF PURE INTOXICATING AND ADDICTING SOUNDS. (visit www.FLOYDHEAD.com for more details)
"Inventive and Avant-Garde. The mystery, the awe, and the complex thought behind the original songs have been kept intact. As an abstract painter from the renaissance portrays his view of timeless objects, I have done so with the music of Pink Floyd."
DETAILS: Floydhead is a collective of DJ's, musicians and graphic artists under the guidance of "Seth." The Floydian Propulsion Project (The Artistic Electronica of Pink Floyd) takes samples from every studio album released by Pink Floyd, then remixes, warps, distorts and channels the non-conformist, anti-establishment spirit of the band into a wholly original creation of artistic merit and style. This is more than just a loving tribute to Pink Floyd; this is collaboration between a generation of musicians raised on cutting edge technology with a band whose sound is synonymous with classic rock.
THE FLOYDIAN PROPULSION PROJECT: Imagine, if you will, that you live not here, on this Earth, but someplace else (a place whose distance from your earthly office or bedroom wouldn't be measured in miles, but in light years). And on this planet far, far away, you had the short band equivalent of on interstellar receiver through which you could tune into the broadcasts of a 1,000 million civilizations scattered throughout the universe. And on this night, you turn your attention, for the first time, to a spot on the dial you'd never been. An ancient frequency, from a location on the far shores of a distant galaxy.
As you tune through the static of gamma ray bursts and radiation being emitted by neutron stars, the disorder on your speakers is soon replaced by the conscious construction of sound from an advanced civilization. It has taken millennia for these transmissions to cross the vast expanse of space that separates you from this place unseen, unknown - from a planet that very probably no longer exists, swallowed by the expansion of its own star.
A kaleidoscopic quilt of voices, melodies and instruments echoes in your dimly lit room. You calibrate your universal translator and hear sounds that you recognize as parody, irony, and playfu
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