"The Death of Personal Space" came about by chance, in the process of working on my second proper record, "....as for Mother". I have a friend who owns a great deal of vintage gear, (mostly synths from the70's & 80's) who was cool enough to let me plunder his collection. There were old Moog's, Sequential Circuits, Roland's, Korg's, and Yamaha synths. The tracks on this record came about by a process of experimentation, and improvisation. I was familiar with most of the gear as I spent a great deal of my childhood/early adolescence drooling over, or wishing that I had the financial resources to own one them some day. It was kind of a dream come true to even have access to these instruments that were well maintained, and in pristine condition.
Over the years I learned how to program synths (predominately on "soft synth's"), and this was finally my chance to do something on some of the most classic synthesizers around. In the process of all this, I wound up with close to three records worth of material, predominately in the ambient, dark ambient, industrial ambient, and soundscape genres. I took the best ten tracks from these experiments, and found that I had wound up with a record that I was really proud of.
Nearing the end of this time, I started engineering a record for a woman by the name of Mary Standing Otter. Over the time we have been working together we have formed a bond, and friendship with each other that is meaningful, and healing (especially in the wake of my sister Nita's death). We talked a great deal about spirituality from our respective points of view. Mary works in the Shamanic, Alchemical, and Native American traditions. She is a wellspring of knowledge with a profound reverence for life, wisdom learned the hard way, and a great sense of humor. Through the course of our numerous conversation I learned of her relief work in South Africa working with children who were orphaned because they were infected with either HIV, or AIDS (predominately due to sexual abuse). I found myself deeply moved by the suffering of these children, and after some thorough investigation on my own, I decided to do whatever I could do to help. That is why I am donating half of everything I make from this record to help the orphanage, school, and clinic of Botshabelo (which is about 63 miles southeast of Johannesburg, in South Africa.) You can learn more about this tragic situation by going to You Tube, and searching out a documentary entitled "Angels in the Dust", or by visiting http://www.botshabelo.org/ (Click on the link) I will be working closely with Mary to make sure that the money earned gets into the hands of the right people, and is not misappropriated. I am asking anyone who is interested to do some investigating on their own into this tragedy, (using the above mentioned information), and if they can afford to help, please do so. Onwards....
The last thing I have to mention in regards to the new record is this....certain key people in my life have expressed concern about the content of the cover art. The cover art, concept, and album title all come from one of my best friends, Lou Newton. Lou is one of the only people I have ever deeply respected in my lifetime, and I can assure you he is one of the only people that I know who's integrity, and ethics are rivaled only by his compassion, and gifted talent. The cover art is a conceptual piece, and in no way is an advocacy of suicide....nothing could be farther from the truth. The recording itself is conceptually, and sonically about the idea that technology has quite literally taken away, severely affected, or just outright destroyed an individual's need, birthright, and desire for personal space....to be alone. If you own a cell phone, smart phone etc. you know what I am talking about. People think that if you have any of the above mentioned sonic trinkets that it should be "on" all the time, with you at all times, and you should be available, at all times. Not only has this type of technology, and "social networking" been proven to show an increase in narcissistic behavior, passive aggressive behavior, and new forms of A.D.D. (which border on the pathological), but it has also deeply affected our ability to deal with conflict, which is a normal part of life. People have literally ended lifelong commitments to marriages, friendships, and deal with serious interpersonal problems by the use of text messaging. I find this to be deeply inappropriate behavior. Literally hundreds of books have been written about this phenomenon, and I personally find it very disturbing, and gross. It has helped contribute to a disposable society, and the repercussions from this behavior will probably not be felt, let alone addressed, until it is too late.
Technology, people have mistakenly thought, was "taking us to the stars", but instead, it is just bringing death to the masses. I feel sorry for this whole generation of young people who have been raised with a cellular device affixed to their bodies. I have literally watched people panic, and go into symptoms that closely resemble drug withdrawals when the Internet goes down, or is unavailable, or when whatever device they are plugged into runs out of power, and they can't find a means to get it recharged....the panic I have seen people go into because they can't connect to Facebook borders on mania. It is terrifying, yet oddly amusing that such a small thing can quite literally bring a person to a total psychological meltdown, which brings me back to the cover art....I stand by, and defend not only the artist, the artwork, concept, and title, and I have this to say if the cover offends you....You missed the point! This record is about the necessity to reclaim personal space. It is about silence. It is about reading a book quietly, instead of watching television. It's about reclaiming a sacred space in your life where true evolution, personal reflection, and growth can flourish, instead of letting a silly little device made of plastic, silicon, microchips, and wires dictate your life. It's about silence, sea, and the sky, and if you don't get it....your missing something really beautiful.
For the realization of this project Stardust For Jennifer were....
Philm Martin - Keyboards, Samplers, Programming, Sound Design, Engineering, and Mastering
Lou Newton - Cover Art, Concept, and Title
The material on this recording was made between July of 2012, to June of 2014. All of these pieces were improvised, or used "chance operations" for their composition. Although this release follows my first record (The Metric Paranormal), I do not consider it "The Second Record", its more like the space between the first one, and the second one. The second record proper is entitled "....as for Mother", which I hope to have finished by early 2015. This recording is 100% ambient....you will not find a drumbeat on it, so be warned. It was made, and intended to be used as a tool for meditation, contemplation, self reflection, and healing....it is a "sonic decompression chamber", or if you like, "music to be played in the dark". Half of the proceeds from this recording will go to help the orphanage, school, and clinic of Botshabelo (near Johannesburg, South Africa). Botshabelo is an orphanage for children living with HIV/AIDS....I hope you find the record an enjoyable one.
This record is dedicated to my two sisters....
Nita Martin (10/1/1955 - 1/11/2014)
Kathy Martin (8/27/1957 - Present)
Without the Love, Support, Friendship, Inspiration, Protection, Loyalty, and Healing that the following people have brought into my life, this recording never would have happened.
Gordy & April Casler
Jenni & Andy LaBryn
Kim & John Pluskota
Mary Standing Otter
Tony De La Torre
Travis Witherall & Hydrophonic Records
Wolfe Von Stauffenberg
My Love & Protection to you all!