oh, sweet sparrow… we’re so pleased you’ve discovered us, hidden deeply within these dense circuits.  we were lost at the outer edges of the hebrides nebulae, our epiphone transmitter damaged in a reverb storm.  helpless, we hurtled aimlessly through the primordial sea of echoes until the serendipities guided us through a feedback loop which left us here, in gaea’s womb.  we found primitive noise machines made of wood, metal, and crude circuitry left behind by a long-forgotten race.  we consumed spirits, dreamed in brilliant technicolor, explored, and composed “music” (as it was then known). cheese was served.  and now you’re here with us, with curiosities and expectations.  we hope it wasn’t all in vain, my inquisitive baronet, but alas there are no guarantees in this life or the next.  the citadels of albion, the bells of st etienne, springtime beyond the fjords… all a part of our shared, peculiar journey. welcome… we hope you will stay with us…

 

 

Interview with David of Mercvrial : Click here