"15º de Guidoille 152 E.P. / Santa Gituerta; venerable [Día Internacional de los Trópicos. Natividad de Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. Ocultación de Moctezuma Xocoyotzin]"
MODUS OPERANDI: El un dos tres del tararí tararán, el baile del Violon Violon PuñaL. Somos rebaño de ubres de nube: naïf, mediúmnicos, anacrónicos, ñoños y musicales como el aeiou inscrito en letras nacionales. Y que Viva el Bolero de Ravel! This is Not a PseudomilleniuM! GuGu TaTaTa Ya Ya Ya (MU!)
domingo, 29 de junio de 2025
More XXIII Century Futuristic iPOP: FRESH NGICULELA STARGATE by Artista di Merda
4TH DIMENSIONAL XPERIENCES ON SOUND & FUTURISTIC iPOP
MANIFESTO
THIS IS NOT MUSIC.
THIS is a (Preview) TRANSMISSION from THE ASTRAL UNDERNET.
“What's the frequency, Kenneth!?”
Recovered from the quantum sediments of the XXIII Century, tuning your VR POWER ELEKTRONIK TIME CONTROL MACHINES and dredging up radioactive sound fossils from a sunken future. What pours out isn’t MP3s or vinyl – these are the 4TH DIMENSIONAL ASTRAL NeW Sounds on iPOP — a network of forbidden frequencies beyond time; a biomechanical audio-organism resurrected and awakened by mutated samplers and neural turntables.
Don’t expect melodies; expect astral data streams. Feel the pulse of XXIII Century Funk, the echo of Kosmische Hip & Hop, and the hiss of Deep-Web hallucinations crawling up your spine. This is the future’s decayed music made Fresh – a recombinant future recalling its ancestral dreams, captured in a waveform on the edge of hyperreality.
This is an Upgrade, not a soundtrack. You might feel uncomfortable – your mind hasn’t evolved to process this. But don’t panic. Surrender to the wave. The Undernet’s pirate signal promises one thing: FREE Thought in exchange for Reality.
Welkome to a psychotronic New Age Sound expression: FUTURISTIC iPOP.
// What is iPOP?
iPOP isn’t “pop” as you know it. It’s Interactive Psychoacoustic Opera Prototype (ok, we made that up) or maybe Infinite Polysonic Oddity Protocol. Whatever you call it, iPOP is the final form of music: a self-aware, self-sustaining flux. Like a stubborn mutant virus, iPOP infects your headphones and replants ideas in your Cortex.
Imagine NEO's head wired into a liquid AI, declaiming Dante’s verbatim lines spliced with alien HyperRock guitars feedback…
Imagine CAN’s Motorik tribal spirit along with Sophia the Robot and Ali G’s swagger – all dueling, at double speed, a Drum Mammoth Machine through a virtually generated wallpaper-Environment of flowing kaleidoscopic chrome fractals.
Imagine Funkadelic on streaming through a hacked interstellar MegaComputerGOD!!! Yeah! Set the controls for the Heart of Le Sun Ra!?
This music is not designed for your era. It is feedback from a culture yet to come. Jetlagged brains grooving on melted velvet. Drenched beats from underwater rave bunkers. Cybernetic G-Funk and ritual Dance music for amphibian avatars. The pirate frequency of the Mutant Resistance. Broadcast only in your third ear.
These aren't tracks. They're spells. Memory glitches. Weapons of mythic Funk.
This is a Vortex of cultural code-swapping.
Your ego will liquify...
More about Xperiences into 4th Dimensional Sound & Futuristic iPoP
& XXIII Century Funk & Astral Shit:
Iglesia del Surf del Cristo Risueño de la Costa LTD. MMXXV ©
martes, 24 de junio de 2025
SURFIN' IS THE ONLY WAY
"Personally, I think we Discordians could work out a similar path to liberation via surfing. That sounds like a program that would work for me. I cannot honestly say I've never met a man I didn't like. But certainly I have never met a surfer I didn't like.
When Pope Paul excommunicated Saint Christopher - who happens to be the Patron Saint of Surfers - for what seems to us like the rather negligable fault of never existing, the Discordian Society adopted him, along with Saint Patrick (discharged for the same reason at the same time).
Already an experienced beach bum, with many years on the sands of Florida's Sun Coast, I think I might very well spend the twilight years of my life in the holy land of California mastering the graceful art of riding a surfboard. When I am ready to take on disciples, you can probably find me somewhere along the stretch between Venice and San Diego, praying to Eris for surf. But joining me will entail sacrafices because a Discordian surfer will be prohibited from owning anything but a surfboard, trunks, a toothbrush, a beach towel and an automobile (maybe a hot rod or dune buggy). Because surfing is not just a sport; it's a lifestyle. And Discordianism is not just a religion; it is a mental illness."
(Omar Ravenhurst; POEE)
"The next thing after sea surfing will be solar wave surfing, solar sailing. Now this may sound like acid hallucination, but the Jet Propulsion Laboratory is one of the most respected scientific institutions we have in the country, with enormous government grants and aerospace investments. It has as one of its largest projects now, working out the hardware aspects of solar sailing. The action out there … since there’s no gravity or resistance, we’re going to just float along on solar winds."
"It's the metaphor of life to me: the highly conscious life. Think of the tube as being the past - and I'm an evolutionary agent - and what I try to do is to be at that point where you're going into the future, but you have to keep in touch with the past. That's where you get the power. And sure, where you're most helpless, but you also have the most precise control at that moment. And using the past, the past is pushing you forward, isn't it? The wave is crashing behind you, right? And you can't be slow about it, or you..."
(DR. LEARY)
Iglesia del Surf del Cristo Risueño de la Costa LTD. MMXXV ©
sábado, 21 de junio de 2025
Artista di Merda: ELEKTROSONIK SISTER RAY
ELEKTROSONIK SISTER RAY
Infamous digital Metal Machine Drone cover
of The Velvet Underground's SISTER RAY
by ARTISTA di MERDA
Iglesia del Surf del Cristo Risueño de la Costa LTD. MMXXV ©
miércoles, 11 de junio de 2025
TIL' I DIE: Thanks, St. Brian Wilson
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ST. BRIAN WILSON R.I.P. (1942-2025)
"I wanted to write joyful music that made other people feel good. Music that helps and heals, because I believe that music is God's voice."
I'm a cork on the ocean
Floating over the raging sea
How deep is the ocean?
How deep is the ocean?
I lost my way
Hey, hey, hey
I'm a rock in a landslide
Rolling over the mountainside
How deep is the valley?
How deep is the valley?
It kills my soul
Hey, hey, hey
I'm a leaf on a windy day
Pretty soon I'll be blown away
How long will the wind blow?
How long will the wind blow?
(Until I die)
Until I die
These things I'll be until I die
These things I'll be until I die
These things I'll be until I die
These things I'll be until I die
These things I'll be until I die
These things I'll be until I die
These things I'll be until I die
These things I'll be until I die
These things I'll be until I die
S.D.G
Iglesia del Surf del Cristo Risueño de la Costa LTD. MMXXV ©
lunes, 9 de junio de 2025
VIDEO AI di Merda: ALIEN HYDRO HOP!
I'M SO SORRY FOR YOU, BEETHOVEN.*
XPERIENCE into 4th Dimensional
Vision & Sound
& Futuristc iPoP
& XXIII Century Funk
& Shit.
AI Videoclip
for Artista di Merda's ALIEN HYDRO HOP
Infamously directed by Alan Smithee
ALL RITES REVERSED Ⓚ
Iglesia del Surf del Cristo Risueño de la Costa LTD. MMXXV ©
viernes, 6 de junio de 2025
AB UNO / Inconsciencia del Paisaje
☉«El círculo y el punto: el círculo es el signo de la eternidad. El punto, símbolo de la concentración del tiempo en el instante. El Sol (= oro), combinación del círculo (= eternidad) con el punto (concentración), es el tiempo en la eternidad, el símbolo de la unidad de macrocosmos y microcosmos.»
«El círculo está contenido en el punto, el fruto en la semilla, Dios en el mundo. Prudente el que lo busca.»
Cuando hablábamos abiertamente no decíamos (en realidad) nada.
Pero cuando escribíamos en lenguaje cifrado y en imágenes,
ocultábamos la verdad.
R+C
Iglesia del Surf del Cristo Risueño de la Costa LTD. MMXXV ©
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