Album Notes

This is my experimental ambient glitch music project which keeps expanding every year. This is an ever-growing, ever-changing creative experiment with no limits! The journey of a million machines dancing to the beat of bits and bytes where dark rhythms melt into background! If you like groups such as The Orb, William Orbit, Autechre, Aphex Twin, Boards of Canada, BT, Future Sounds of London, Orbital, or Seefeel, then you will feel right at home letting this music surround you.

In Lieu of Liner Notes:

This is a very personal project for me. And even now I'm just taking it all in.

The thoughts of my dad still echo from day to day in each and everything I do. Moments that flicker
inside me. His life, our times together, and his passing on my birthday: May 17, 2009. A day that at once
could bring joy can at another turn bring mourning. These are the contrasts that life presents us. And you have a
set time to travel the road; giving voice to your music.

Many of the songs here were inspired by these thoughts. Lifelines was written while at my father's
bedside during his final days. I was with him in the room to say goodbye when he took
his last breath. And that universal tension between what is final and infinite, chaotic and orderly,
is still a question that I cannot fully resolve. The question posed in Zenzizenzizenzic.

And those flickering moments, like the songs they represent are at once an affirmation of life and
an acceptance of death. Thoughts of my father gardening and laboring, his hands, his demeanor,
all his mannerisms. The view he had from the edge in his eyes, his dreams both achieved and
unfulfilled. The bakery on Fairmount. The food he loved, and the satisfaction he felt after
a perfectly prepared meal. The obelus he wore around his neck; the paramount
definition of him until I was 7. Even the last moments of incoherence when he asked
if I remembered when I walked like a duck. They are all burned deeply into me.

He was a man of few words. Though we didn't share a close bond, there was a
kind of blue love between us. There was caring. There was respect. There was
tolerance and compassion. This was what he was able to give, and something
for which I was always grateful. It's more than what most people have.

So on to our open fields. He is resting on Mount Royal, the city he loved and
helped to shape. It's not far from where I shared some of the best
moments of my life with the friends I've been lucky to know. They weave in
and out of my life like some vast fabric. They remind me of the moments I
need to keep close to my heart. And I find a comfort in all of this.

It's never easy to lose the ones we love. But they leave behind all their love and
you keep all the memories. You hold onto all the moments for as long as you can, in
the hopes that they are forever lasting. I do not know why or for how long.
All I can do is keep putting the pieces that are important together.

Dedicated to the memory of Robert Anselmi: 1942 - 2009

$2 from every CD sold will be donated to Cure PSP: Society for Progressive Supranuclear Palsey.