Benza – Fabric
The cosmic soul makes use of nothing to fabricate a material reality. And it is very good…
Benza – The collector
We are but poor, lost circus performers. Is there a village nearby? Sit down, man. Take control… My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
Benza – Everyone’s A Pornstar (Benza’s Glandular mix)
Everyone’s a Pornstar showing its skin… Do it again…
Benza – Irreverence
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to radio station EXP. EXP…
Benza – Peter and the Wolf
This is leonard bernstein and I’m going to tell you the story of Peter and the Wolf. Each character in this tale is represented by a different instrument in the orchestra: The bird, by the flute; Peter, by the strings of the orchestra; The cat, by the clarinet; The grandfather, by the bassoon; The wolf, by three horns; The rifle shots, by the kettle drum and the bass drum; The duck, by the oboe. Early one morning Peter opened the gate and went out into the big green meadow. Big green meadow…
Benza – Pythagoras
The Pythagoreans placed great stress on the first four positive integers, in the Greek the Tetractus. One, two, three, four. Just four positive integers. Reality as we know it is created out of something that is itself not material, but is architectonic for all that can be material. Something that is the abstract plan, the abstract template on which reality might be constructed. That abstract template just is the realm of nothing, hence the divinity of nothing. What is a rectilinear triangle anyway?
1200 Mics – Cling On
USS Kelvin, go for Starfleet base. Starfleet base. We sent you a transmission. Did you receive? Kelvin, have you double-checked those readings? Our gravitational sensors are going crazy here, you should see this. It looks like a lightning storm. What you sent us doesn’t seem possible. Wait a second… Polarize the viewscreen. Whatever this is… Captain, we have visual. Repeat, could this be Klingon?
The Commercial Hippies – Stranger Things
– I’m sorry. Did I scare you? – No. No, I just… I keep having these amazing dreams every time I close my eyes. Stranger thing, uhm?
Hujaboy – Wonder Sack
I’m alone… I’m lost… And I’m hallucinating…
Hujaboy – In this World
I see why I’m here now. To bring you with me. To come here in this world.
