Zodiac Suite

Mary Lou Williams

After an intense year of being completely molested by lo-fi-glo-wave-surf-chill-rock.  I said “ENOUGH! of this shenanigans.”  ”Grant me some music of not ‘over’, but respectable-saturation.  Lead, these ears beyond the realms of the ever grim genre chasms” but my plea was unheard and so i was stricken down with a mighty illness which lasted a whole five days.

With silence all around, i caught wind of a dark magus, and astray i went, following the scent of his crack fuelled sax.

My journey was filled with sheer wonderment, horror, sweat and hunger, with no delay between symptoms.  After what appeared to be eons, i began to partially decipher what tongue he was speaking.

It was clear he said, pointing in the direction of the sky and chewing the opium laced grime from his fingernails… “No earthly product will ever cleanse a broken mind. LOOK, and ‘listen’ to the constellations, these archaic and perhaps slightly fictitious gods of the cosmos have heard every instance in every conceivable fashion ad infinitum.  You and your reproduction-driven biological brain have brushed not even half a hair from the maine of a wild beast with saturation” and slapped me into the fire.

While the burning started to creep into the very corners of my mental, i knelt down with hands in the ashes, and realised i had been given a brief moment of clarity. My flirt with enlightenment was seductive enough to cast out whichever devil had been occupying and causing the un-hinged spiralling depressive temper towards modern times and, really, self-created indulging of whatever and any material was placed before me.

Start fresh.

Less compromise. Moderate. And educate the filter.

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