It’s this idea of “Hey, dudes are dudes.”

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Sure, this was fun. But it was awesome when it stopped happening.


Sure, this was fun. But it was awesome when it stopped happening.


A non-bonus track from the 12 hour album The Hermit Seeks the Stillness, which can be found here:











Darren Hunt of Utah

The murder of young Black Men by police continues.

oh for fucks SAKE

Y’all he was shot in the back…. HE WAS SHOT IN THE BACK…

He was carrying a sword? This mf in my geography class carried a sword to class everyday and when I expressed my discomfort it was dismissed. But this brotha was shot in the back.

and it was a blunted sword.. couldn’t have cut anybody… but white people walking around with loaded rifles in target…

Exactly! This is evil.

Damn. Niggas can’t even cosplay anymore? I would love to see the cosplay community say something about this but that definitely won’t happen

Also: this paper is edited by a clown. It should’ve been in the first fucking paragraph that this dude was cosplaying. I’m reading this shit wondering why the fuck this negro is walking down the street with a sword and obvious answer is hidden almost at the en of the article.

This dude was cosplaying.

He was dressed up in a costume.

Should all black people just stay home on Halloween this year?

Friendly reminder that the police shot a black cosplayer in the back

Jesus Christ, American law enforcement. Get your fucking shit together.


It took me a long time to understand what these songs were about.

At first I had an image in my mind of an empty room. A room left to its own devices. Maybe just for a moment, maybe for decades, maybe several lifetimes. The still air slowly drifting motes of dust from one corner to another. Sunlight and the moonlight sliding across the walls and the floor. Objects settling, sighing as they slowly dissolve. Rooms full of automation that still ran, its purpose lost.

Then I read a story ( about a modern-day hermit who managed to live in the woods quite near to society for almost thirty years without anyone ever seeing him. He was eventually captured and sent to jail where he quickly fell to pieces.

When asked what he had learned in all that time alone, he replied “Get enough sleep.” Then:

“’What I miss most,’ he eventually continued, ‘is somewhere between quiet and solitude. What I miss most is stillness…I’d stretch out in the water, float on my back, and look at the stars.’”

And there it was. That’s what these recordings were. The stillness. Whether it’s thirty years of it or just the world pausing for a breath for a couple minutes, that’s what I was looking to capture.

It happens to me often, if not often enough. A still moment. Where I live, when it gets very cold (much colder than the winters our hermit friend managed to endure), this is easy to experience. Sometimes, after the temperature nears more-or-less absolute zero for the twelfth day in a row and you step out into that cold, you can imagine atoms sluggishly clinking together. But there are also summer nights when frog-talk is the only sound, or the wind turns the tall trees into a white noise generator. One can try to hold on to these moments of stillness, but they always pass.

These songs are meant to be…not background music exactly. But something to change the environment around the listener. A sort of sideways transportation to artificially slow time, just as those moments of stillness are ultimately artificial. These songs are not meant to capture those moments, but to instead provide a space for those moments to be captured.

The full “album” is 12 hours long and will be available soon at




Ash Harvest

39 minutes & 17 seconds

This is an ambient / haunted music podcast curated by Warren Ellis.  It’s me little hobby, innit.

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Please tell other people about this podcast for sleepy people if you like it.  Since I turned into a static site, I suspect a large amount of the previous listenership lost track of the podcast.  You are the hallowed few.

We are #SPEKTRMODULE on the Twitters and the Tumbles.  Know us by our hashtag and our grim cobwebbiness.

1.  logotone by Dirty Knobs

2.  ”Everywhere Seems Red Tonight” - Ian Holloway(album: There is Nowhere Here -

3.  ”Reverie 2” - Noveller & thisquietarmy(album: Reveries -

4.  ”Spindle (N2)” - Gavin Miller(album: Somn -

5.  ”ikebana II” - Motion Sickness of Time Travel(album: Alpha Piscium -

6.  ”Arjlaja” -Strom Noir(album: Travel To A Human Heart -

7.  ”The Room Falls Away” - Smokey Emery(album: Soundtracks for Invisibility Vol. III: Qui Mal y Pense -

8.  ”Anchor Garden II” - Michael Ash Sharbaugh   (album: Penumbra -

9.  logotone


New @DirtyKnobs thing soon.

New @DirtyKnobs thing soon.

"In 2002, having spent more than three years in one residence for the first time in my life, I got called for jury duty. I show up on time, ready to serve. When we get to the voir dire, the lawyer says to me, “I see you’re an astrophysicist. What’s that?” I answer, “Astrophysics is the laws of physics, applied to the universe—the Big Bang, black holes, that sort of thing.” Then he asks, “What do you teach at Princeton?” and I say, “I teach a class on the evaluation of evidence and the relative unreliability of eyewitness testimony.” Five minutes later, I’m on the street.

A few years later, jury duty again. The judge states that the defendant is charged with possession of 1,700 milligrams of cocaine. It was found on his body, he was arrested, and he is now on trial. This time, after the Q&A is over, the judge asks us whether there are any questions we’d like to ask the court, and I say, “Yes, Your Honor. Why did you say he was in possession of 1,700 milligrams of cocaine? That equals 1.7 grams. The ‘thousand’ cancels with the ‘milli-’ and you get 1.7 grams, which is less than the weight of a dime.” Again I’m out on the street."

Neil deGrasse Tyson  (via wilwheaton)

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