This track is the first one I ever recorded, so it was my introduction to creating this album as well as being a full intro to the music as well. The track is meant to portray the sort of limbo a person is in before they're born; not really alive, not able to remember all that happened, but still somehow alive. There's a kind of emptyness associated with this idea, and I feel like the intro creates a vast, dark mood and sets the tone for the rest of the album.
lyrics
When I am no longer even a memory, just a name, I hope my voice may perpetuate the great work of my life. God bless my dear old comrades of Balaclava and bring them safe to shore.
-Florence Nightingale
credits
from The Fake Reality,
released August 8, 2013
The voice heard near the beginning of the introduction is the voice of Florence Nightingale. The words said in this speech not only reflect the theme of the album (a man who doesn't make much of an impact on the world), but it's also one of the first recordings of anyone's voice ever, recorded in 1890. I wanted to use an old recording in order to juxtapose the birth of a new person with the birth of a new kind of technology.
Big, clanging psych-rock from this Arizona outfit fuses monk-like vocals with slow-winding guitars for songs that feel like strange hymns. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2016