New Noise From Mike Damn Nobody
Hal wants an intro....here it is.
Mike Damn Nobody is the pseudonym that I use for my noisier work, including industrial, musique concrète, and noise music (I guess). This is another in my RecycleTape series. I dub them on repurposed cassettes of varying quality. But, they also include unlimited digital downloads with purchase, if you want to listen on your iPod or something.
I compulsively produce music & art regularly. I usually don't know what to do with it all and have given away or discarded a TON of it. There is probably a landfill full of it somewhere, under mountains of used diapers and coffee grounds. I just don't have much storage space. My stubborn obsessive-compulsive perfectionist streak often hinders me from completing a lot of stuff. So, unfortunately, that work is typically the first to go.
Creating noise music (or just noise) has always been a freeing outlet for me. Consisting of random chance, there isn't really a wrong way to do it. It either sounds good or it doesn't. So, it is okay to be totally chaotic. Anything that makes a sound is fair game. Audio recordings don't really do this sort of thing justice, though. There is much more energy in a live environment, where anything could happen. Property damage and bystanders' safety be damned.
Lately, I have been expanding the role of my noise releases, as a way of preserving stuff that otherwise would have gone to waste on the trash heap. Even the music gets recycled here, folks. Some of these recordings are decades old. I don't always remember their origins. I may remix or touch them up a little before releasing them. The ones on 666 are from tapes made in the 1990's and 2000's. It seems like there are a lot of found sounds going on here. One is a Christian music tape that I had recorded over long ago. The original album still bled through, though. One is the Beatles slowed wayyyy down, "Strawberry Fields Forever" and "I Am the Walrus" (I think), then mixed together with some other noises. One sounds like a live show in Detroit somewhere that has been cut-up.
Music & art is another world that I live in, far away from everybody. The spectrum that I'm comfortable with can go from precisely constructed to anarchic destruction. Tapes like these are on the latter end.
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