the cacophony of light - bits (2005)

The Mathematica Cacophony - 2004

In 2003 I created The Gaia Cacophony - a three disc concept album that was a simulacrum of a classical symphony in electronic form, a bit pretentious perhaps, but hey, it's not hurting anyone and doesn't cost anything so quit whinging. The following year I decided I really liked the notion of 3 hour albums and set about creating another - this time based upon mathematics, its relationship to music (Harmony, Rhythm and Melody) and as a homage to three "giants" of mathematics whose shoulders we all stand upon.

note: The artwork for this album was produced 18 months before Octavarium was released, so you can imagine how "miffed" I was that Dream Theater had used Newton's Cradle on their cover - anyway, mine's far cooler .

The Mathematica Cacophony - Disc 3 - Quantify

 

Quantify is centred on Albert Einstein and his ideas of quantum mechanics and relates to the Melody of music, the quantisation of music into movements, verses, bars and individual notes.

 

part 1: part 2:

Down The Quantum Well In Search of Dark Matter

~ [24:00] ~ [48:00]

total playing time: 72:00

http://www.megaupload.com/?d=5T1HA9Z9 (114Mb)

 

This download includes 7 bonus tracks that don't strictly form part of the box-set (they won't fit on the CD!), but since they were composed and produced as part of the composition process for Quantify (by way of binary progression) they are in essense part of the suite.

 

bonus track 1: bonus track 2: bonus track 3: bonus track 4: bonus track 5: bonus track 6: bonus track 7:

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~ [00:11] ~ [00:22] ~ [00:45] ~ [01:30] ~ [03:00] ~ [06:00] ~ [12:00]

 

 enjoy.

The West/Wind Cacophony - 2004

The West, Land of the Setting Sun and entrance to the Underworld.

It is odd, concidering that we live on a globe floating in space, that we have a concept of Eastern and Western cultures, because like it or not, if you travel far enough east, you arrive in the west. And vice versa. If you stand on the shores of China looking out over the Pacific Ocean towards the America's, you would be facing east. From where I'm standing, people of the east come from Sussex and those of the west come from Whiltshire.

For the Aztec and Toltec people of Central America, there were no people in the east or the west, just endless ocean. However, the west was more than just where the sun set. It was the place where Xolotl pushed the Sun into Mictlan, the underworld, and guarded it through its journey until it emerged in the east the following morning, for Xolotl was Lord of the West and the god who guided the dead into Mictlan..

The Wind God  of Sunset Mountain

The West Wind always blows from the west towards the east. If it changes direction, then it is no longer the West Wind. This sounds a little too obvious when you actually write it down, but it is not true of peoples. Western people remain Westerners regardless of which direction they travel in and western culture remains Western culture even when it is transplanted into other cultures. A burger from the golden arches is pretty much the same in every country I've ever eaten one.

For the Hopi Nation of central North America, the West Wind blew from the mountains where the sun sets every evening.

The God of The West Wind.

The West is somewhere that can never be reached, like the end of the rainbow it is just over the horizon in the land where the sun sets. Similarily, the West Wind is just a conceptulisation of the wind that blows from that place that-can-never-be-reach. And so the gods of the west wind can still exist even if there are no followers who believe. This is more than just semantics - a falling tree still make a sound if there is no one to hear it - it creates the same compression waves in the air - eventhough  it takes an ear to convert those pressure waves into sound, they still exist. Thus a Wind God will still create the wind, but without humans to interpret that wind and to speculate on it's origin, the god that created it would not have a name.

But still the wind blows.