The Sonic Art of The Aural Initiative

Albums

• The Adventures of Al Babaloo Along the Sonic Highway (99 min)

• sonic narcotics (42 min)

• circles of strangers (42 min)

• sonicosmotic 1 (61 min) Includes bonus track - my head slipped into a passing nebula

• the islets of langerhans (55 min)

Singles

• Miscellaneous aural oddities

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The Adventures of Al Babaloo Along the Sonic Highway (an online opus)

If you have not yet experienced the full Adventure in all its surreal(ish) glory, then you're missing a potential treat, so click here.

welcome, enjoy your trip

baffling MUZAK

everything went meta-sonic

dude in a microwave

contagious nihilism

the bathroom suite

bubbles

random soya

car chat

en ito cin

esrassa

three squared

fanplastic panpolystyrene writing paper

until the ebb occurs

 

Having recently engaged JD in a battle of wills, Al Babaloo staggered along the road to now in search of his 'masterpiece'...As he passed a rather stout yet limber rodent collecting acid rain from the shoes of dead hippies he noticed a door near his left elbow, above which a pink neon sign glared: THE SONIC HIGHWAY
Babaloo announced the phrase, 'my brussels are oily' through the speakhole and the door swung open. As he stepped through the threshold he was confronted by Rae Elbow, who then swiftly offered him a temporal tangerine. Obviously Babaloo ate the thing, an act to which Rae replied, "welcome, enjoy your trip".
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sonic narcotics

Opus #1 in the Sonic Narcotics series

42 minutes of mind-boggling audio . . .

 

 

 

For several days Al Babaloo had locked himself away in his studio The Den of Iniquity, the only indication as to his continued existence being the wisps of aural incense wafting down from the studio hatch. As he emerged twitching like a luminous cod he was heard to mutter, "sonic narcotics, dude!" before handing us another aural excursion through uncharted sonic landscapes.

i wandered outside
smoking
the sting of the jack
lingering
the crunch of a stranger's footsteps
invading my head
blighting what was left of me inside
psychotic crows
began mocking my tenuous grip
as reality dissolved around me
and
everything
went
meta-sonic
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circles of strangers

Opus #2 in the Sonic Narcotics series

42min of aural hallucinations . . .

 

 

 

i arrived at the gathering
already worse for wear
a gut full of jack
a pocket full of Manerix
and a mind
teetering
i knew the evening was gonna' be awkward
cos' the funk of beautiful people
overpowered the cigarette smoke
i slipped a Manerix between my lips
swallowed it down
to soften the beast
then slid into the nearest
circle of strangers...
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sonicosmotic 1

Featuring the first live recording of Al Babaloo's Sonicosmotic Orchestra

Includes the bonus track
my head slipped into a passing nebula (20:20)

sonicosmotic 1 (40:38)

 

 


...whilst merged with the nebula I was accosted by the zeitgeist who slipped me its secret blueprints, several constructive fumblings later I had concocted an awkward meta-instrument (the sonicosmotic orchestra ) that when enablised, ejaculated rancid sonus which smelled of hot capacitors. Unperturbed by the 'bleu' smoke that rose in enticing wisps from the rear of my devices, I pushed on with my improvisation until a twitching located around the neck of my tweed socks indicated that I should cease. When what was left of my senses returned, I digitised the results of my experimentation for posterity...

  
 
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the islets of langerhans

Opus #3 in the Sonic Narcotics series

This material has been prodcued specifically for headphone listening

A 55 minute excursion into the sonified mind of Babaloo as he journeys through an aural dreamscape . . .

 

 

(Sample acknowledgements)


I waved a cheery adios to the nebula as it gently released me atop my rock of solitude in the islets of langerhans, where I sit at a serious distnce from the majority, the ocean washing aaround me, the lingering effects of many a consecqutive night of auralised indulgencies (as previuously espousd) invaidng my head, sucking on my thoughts like n intoxicaated leech. inspirationss are slithring esily through my sonificaatd cortex. mutatifyed sounds emerhgingg rapdly az I fnd myslf sliedng into sanotherv bout ovv sereous ssonic naarcosiissss ...attemmmting ,.. to captuer it all. .. on mye auralisre ... wow!.. here we go .. . ..
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Miscellaneous aural oddities and other sonic experimentations


- my brussels are oily

- rhythm thing

- this is not music

- so now you're strange

- internal

- the woman wears black


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