whoTF is Wendy Carlos: trans-surrealism and the electronic divine
As tension builds, the world erupts into a static frenzy of CRT scan lines and strained vocals. And in this moment, nothing matters but digital color and electronic sound... Is this the world that Wendy Carlos created?
TAMAGOTCHI MASSACRE: womanhood and what comes next
What does it mean to become a woman? On Tamagotchi Massacre’s quest for gender euphoria, she did everything right: she took her hormones, she did her makeup, and she stopped eating... But what comes next?
Zoom sex cult: please wait, the meeting host will let you in soon
You come to dance, and leave devoted. Soon you’ll be acting out small-time government and taking virtual yoga classes at a religious woman’s AirBnb in the middle of nowhere, Illinois. You’ll fall in love at one of the afterparties, and spend years chasing strangers from the Internet. But first you’ll witness the soft apocalypse...
jane remover radio: eyes off the wheel, i'm a star
I found Jane Remover on Lower Wacker, carving a space between Christian contemporary and Spanish talk radio. Hidden under ten thousand pounds of reinforced concrete, teenage apathy and processed vocals sound like Top 40 confectionery served on a speeding, metal platter. Radio rock melts into NPR news until jazz-turned-gospel disappears into a hiss of static and spits out a sound that can't possibly be what you think it is…
caro<3 peers through the prism of love
At the end of her name sits caro's heart. Once heavily guarded, she now opens herself up to the possibilities of love by wearing her heart on her sleeve, in her name, and across her lyrics...
all wrapped in cellophane
You can’t sink into the carpet listening to cellophane forever. One day, the algorithm will cease its calculated shuffle and the gel tablet melting behind your tongue will enter and exit your bloodstream...