Ohhhhh let’s not get into all that. People are, I think, basically here for funky electronics and “art” stuff and whatnot. But mostly people don't give a shit and want to know what they can get from me.
Long story short:
Big life hurricane. Pretty much everything. Finance stuff, employment stuff, living situation stuff, health stuff, back surgery, burnout, disillusionment, personal stuff. Big jaded about everything, most of life is in storage out of state. Mostly healed up from surgery, slowly moving forward and trying to figure out what makes sense to try and do in a world I hardly understand. Had a decent 7-8 years tenure in NYC but there's some real Stockholm syndrome with the people there. It's neurotic as hell.
P.S. Don't let yourself end up with a massively herniated/extruded disc in your back. Not reccommended. Debilitating.
Some notes in no particular order~
I’ve got a huge CV up here now. Check it out.
Check out Orbitals & The Bulleit Limitless Lounge over in Installations.
Instagram and Facebook (Er, Meta et all) and social media are all a plague on our society and the cause of much suffering. But Instagram has also been my dumping ground portfolio thingy for ages and I’m still usually fairly active there, though I disappear from time to time.
Chiptune stuff. Check the broken alias instagram & this new live set. Some other new music on YouTube as well.
Email blast went out to the mailing list re: Sync Eater, Video Synth stuff.
Taking less shit these days, no patience for it. Sick of every god awful exploitative system and person.
Open for consulting
Some people like to throw around accusations and assumptions about people. Saying people are this or that, for all sorts of reasons. I've gotten to know a particular type of people who seem to think that people who are used to dead simple, clean-cut, straightforward, literal language, where a thing is a thing and not a not-thing, they must be autistic. The people who think like this basically just use the term “autistic” to mean “people who aren't versed in the weird sociopathic cultural engineering, complex scenario planning, & double speak that (oft abusive) criminal organizations use to convey complex information and accomplish more generalized illicit tasks without tripping any breakers.” This world is fuckin’ stupid and annoying and thing is thing. I refuse to engage. Quit tricking people into things. Most of my life I wanted to make music or create things out of the innate desire for creative expression and sharing the results of experimentation in different fields, but mostly these days I'm just thinking about the cartels and traffickers that run the world as it burns down to the sound of children screaming. It feels, recently, that creative expression is inherently valueless, and is consistently co-opted by systems of control that re-contextualize it into something it was never meant to be. Artists are a depletable resource for the rich to squeeze value from and launder money through, mostly. And now I don't really like almost anything very much. So everybody quit ruining everything and turning one thing into another thing and tricking people into shit. And if somebody is hired to do a job, and they do that job, you pay them. Thing is thing and I don't wanna hear it about thresholds of expectation for when thing can't be thing for one reason or another. If you can't communicate like a fucking normal human being, no matter how hard you try, because you have to calculate every other word you say so's not to slip up or hit a trip wire that you're afraid of with your language or something, you're just… you're one of those people, y'know? Those people suck. Those people can fuck right off a cliff. Make of that what you will. Feels like 90% of the manufactured reality we exist in is just perpetuated falsehoods that benefit evil men so just… don't make it more convoluded. Do cool stuff and be good to other people. People are people. Love is the answer. Consent is key. Freedom and autonomy. Corndog. Bleep bloop. What?
Sorry about the diatribe 😉 it’s been a time.
Anywho, more to come since I’m not dead yet. I think. May have briefly died a few times. Mmkay talk soon luv u bye
- George