In an epoch where image is king, we are gaining unprecedented control and awareness of the avatars we project onto the world while at the same time our rights to privacy and self-determination erode into nothingness. Hammered on all sides by visual stimuli, we inhabit a universe permeated and driven by advertising and data mining. Our value as consumers is proportional to our role as data sources, and both these factors are cultivated at every occasion to maintain the revenue stream which allows us to think our email is free.
Meanwhile researchers, governments and the data companies which provide our online services are reverse engineering our minds, individually and collectively as we race towards the technological singularity whose consequences cannot be predicted nor imagined. Perhaps the wisest course would be to prepare ourselves to best serve the new master or masters. Or is resistance still possible?
Helm is a word of ambigous meaning, to be understood as an armored covering for head and face which conceals and protects its wearer, but also as the decisive place from which our collective ship is to be steered. Who is at the helm? Who chooses the course, and who follows? Who is guiding this process? Will we recognize the moment when we are no longer in control? And how can we defend or protect ourselves?
This record is a collection of sonic images, broken cyclic patterns, political fight songs, united by its diversity. Thus it is both a product of the forces which surround and move us and an attempt to resist or deviate from the course which has been chosen for us, to confound analysis, throw a wrench in the gears. But it is perhaps foremost a message of hope, a book of hymns to commemorate the end of an era and herald the coming of a new, technological deity, in the hope that its desires will align with our own.
released January 26, 2018
Dan Kinzelman - tenor saxophone, clarinets, electronics, voice
Joe Rehmer - basses, electronics, voice
Stefano Tamborrino - drums, electronics, voice
Recorded at Marchisielli, Foligno (PG) - Italy on Apr 24-28, 2017 by Dan Kinzelman
Mixed at Casaverde, Foligno (PG) - Italy in July 2017 by Dan Kinzelman
Mastered at Jambona Lab, Cascina (PI) - Italy on October 18, 2017 by Antonio Castiello
Things like cooking, swimming in a river, running, sweating, singing and screaming versus things like sitting in front of a computer, being smart, being humorous, being distant.
Things like in the woods, folding clothes, walking in unknown neighoborhoods, listening to music to fall asleep versus things like worrying, forgetting, homebanking, composing, controlling.
Things like drinking also red wine, fasting, talking to strangers, fooling around with a soccer ball in the living room, being bored, dozing versus things like chatting, mailing, drinking just white wine, being allergic to cats.
Things like doing things right away, looking trashy, not showering versus things like shaving every morning, making lists, making lists of lists, scratching the skull.
Things like sauna, caresses, new shoes, sweaters, colored walls versus things like me, he, it, that, we, them, why, because.
Things like masturbating, friends, food versus things like masturbating, friends, food.
Things like helping by dishwashing, not knowing, not flirting versus things like knowing, flirting, eating, quoting.
Things like avocado, first thing in the morning, border versus things like nice, form, ductus, things.
Things like yoga, training, birth versus things like black, snow, radio.
Things like the trombone, the french horn.
Track Name: Born Again Cretin
At least I won't be shot for singing
I'm a free agent, I can protest
This must be freedom
I must be happy.
So let Mandela rot in prison
Someone should tell him how lucky he is
Read him George Orwell
Explain about Naipaul
Because he must realize how he needs us
What with our culture and our charm and our brains
But how could he understand?
Heathen have no soul.