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Oblivion sings absent-mindedly |
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| Location: | Baloney, |
| Country: |  Mexico |
| Last Login: | Jul 3, 2008 (97 days back) |
About Me |
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.. you can listen to all of my albums at Last.fm: http://www.last.fm/music/Molloy+and+his+bike OR, get the albums by clicking on the images below: Hit the Fractal Road: Cowboy Hades and Other Tales of the Uncanny: Spiraltown Cartographers: Uphill, Downhill: THINK AWAY. Written by Ryonkt / Molloy and his bike KING PARROT. Written by Victor Padilla / E. Padilla OBLIVIOUS SKIES There's no live word As I stare at the oblivious stars does it stare back stare back? I climb the steeple I climb the highest steeple Waiting for the next lightning bolt smell of whip-crack ozone it breaks against my own imagined coast. Waiting for the next lightning bolt as I break into oblivious seafoam. ON THE ROAD TO A WHITE SQUALL. Written by Ian D. Hawgood / E. Padilla. KINDER. Written by Kaltehand/Molloy and his bike. CRICKETS TOOK MY LUNCH MONEY. Improvised by Piscis/Molloy. AT THE WITCH HOUSE. Natalia Padilla played slide toy harp, ukulele-violin and did some backup singing. Satas played some violin and did some backup singing too. So it's their song as well as mine. OPEN SEA. Co-produced/Co-arranged with Alejandro Morse. THE DISTANCE BETWEEN A CHAIR AND A TABLE cannot be conquered. THROUROOF PLAYS CAGEY BIKE. Like the title says, this is a re-working of Cagey Bike, from my Spiraltown Cartographers album, by the mighty throuRoof. thanks man. PLUME. Percussions by the Drunken Mountaineers. Clarinet by David Hurtado. HIKING. Written by Lily Blakowt / E. Padilla CAMILLE CAME TO TOWN. Written by Vaka Lee / E. Padilla. GLEN. Written by Eduardo Martín del Campo / E. Padilla. RANDOM SUNDAY. There was a ping pong table, a dog, a glen, a murmuring waterfall, a windchime, and some cronies. Mario Corona played the sax. INK STORMS OVER PRISMATIC RIVERS. What do you see in there? I see abyssal gardens and rivers of dark light climbing up into the sun. I see abandoned boxcars and derelict shacks, slowly bending out of their angular shapes. Sullen keepers of wordless mysteries. OH SERPENS CAPUT! Serpens Caput is part of the fascinating and enigmatic Serpens constellation, which is so ambiguous in its shape that they had to separate it in two distinct identities. It is in fact, a splintered constellation... amazingly enough, there's a third constellation floating between its two hemispheres: Serpens Cauda, the tail, and Serpens Caput, the head. EXILE SONG And so I found myself in land couldn’t help but being weighed down I bowed my head and then I said: Man! So this is how it feels to be a has-been to be in exile from Birdland. So I’ll take my business to the Sandman And I will catch my zzz’s on a tin can. I know I’ll never sense the full spectrum I know my truest face is a Maelstrom. And so I ask myself about the game plan and the voice inside it answers swiftly you know damned well that there is none. WHISTLE WHILE YOU CROAK. A sweet and rare marriage; a delta where serene, abysmal melancholy meets child-like mirth and joy. The Jacaranda tree is blooming now, in my city. The moon is delirious over the rooftops. The pallour of the world will never wane, for it has already passed, it is an eternal shadow caught in Time's amber film. No two blue skies are alike, for they all suggest different kingdoms. The blue sky above my city is not romantic at all, no, it is pale and aloof. Yet it is Open. It's kindness only visible for those who can listen to what's beneath and beyond Light's howling. I dedicate this song to all the stray dogs that come prowling down my streets at night, and to my haunted friends with their pained and brave little lives, pouring forth into Night, whistling. Whistle while you croak friends. The wind that dances through the Jacaranda branches, it is Death whistling a merry tune. Whistling is Death's final word of liberation see... the ultimate ghost of Time and Motion. I believe the world will not end with a boom but fade in an infinite whistle... the Desert thus revealed to be a singing mirror, sustaining eternal Phantasmagoria neither inside nor outside its resonant black box. This is how you take pictures, you make them echo inside black boxes. This is a toy castle. I made it with my word-kit and some crayons. Visit it whenever you like, and feel free to play inside it. Take pictures of it if you want to, build your own toy castle. Just don't try to build on top of it, or fraction it and sell it, cause it will dissapear in an instant and never come back. And rightfully so. For words are lesser than whistles. Thank you :) A FORKED ROAD IS ALSO A TUNNEL. Thanks to Edgar Medina a.k.a. Alejandro Morse for providing the ellicoidal synth line. CAGEY BIKE. Loosely based on a lovely Cagey House track... funny thing about it is, Cagey House told me that he found that track to have a strong Molloy feel to it. Cross-pollinating aside, I do love Cagey House's otherworldly sense of colour, poetic-comedic and proudly unclassifiable. SALEM VIEWED FROM AN ATTIC. Co-written with Neil Carlill. He provided the breathing meditative loop... I just rode it and played what I saw from his attic. HOLA JANEK. Instantaneous composition, improvised over a 6 pack o' beer and a hawaiian tuning. Dedicated to J.C. Siegele. |
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My Interests |
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Music:Member Since: 5/28/2006Band Website: none Band Members: Eduardo Padilla. Sometimes others join him. Influences: Birds, buildings, books, beer drinking binges, trees, insects, numbers, people, star-charts, sea-charts, statistics n' stochastics, cats big and small, women, dust particles, vertigo, insomnia, euphoria, wild Uncle Carlos, hammocks, boats, airplanes, friends, foes, my buddhist mom, my vagrant father, my eye-glasses, my bedroom, my record collection, films, corrosives, low-pressure areas, sleeping time, horrors of all sorts with a special place in my heart for cosmic and metaphysical ones, chance, accidents, laughter (black laughter, silent tomb-like laughter, mad cheerful anarchistic laughter, etc.), some types of beauty, paintings, jet-turbines, the way fire eats and talks and what it says, wind gusts, spiders, warm places, voids, all deserts, all forests, some motorways, erasers, words. Alfred Jarry Andre Masson Animal Collective Arnold Dreyblatt Baudelaire Beckett Black Dice Bo Diddley Bob Rauschenberg Bram Van Velde Brian Eno Bukowski Buster Keaton Cantinflas Captain Beefheart Cy Twombly David Lynch Derek Bailey E.A. Poe E.M. Cioran Erik Satie Gastr del Sol H.P. Lovecraft Hiroshige Hokusai Jackie O Motherfucker Jacques Tati James Ensor Jim Jarmusch Jim O'Rourke John Cage John Fahey Krazy Kat Lautréamont Leadbelly Loren Connors Mississipi John Hurt My Bloody Valentine Nicolas De Staël No Neck Blues Band Odilon Redon Ornette Coleman Peter Stenberg Popeye Rimbaud (Arthur) Robert Johnson Ry Cooder Skip James Son House Sonic Youth Spacemen 3 Syd Barrett The Velvet Underground U.S. Maple Werner Herzog Willem DeKooning William Blake William S. Burroughs Sounds Like: It sounds just like riding your bicycle when you're a man who uses crutches to walk; this implies all those little things one needs to do to get on the vehicle, to start, to achieve motion, to manage some sort of balance (the crutches must be placed to resemble the side of a right-angled triangle), and also, of course, to halt. Now take all this and consider the troubling nature of a downhill bicycle race. That's what it sounds like. Record Label: umor/dog eared records/scribblekite Type of Label: Indie |
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My Background and Lifestyle |
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| Occupation: | Music Artist (Experimental/Folk/Electroacoustic) |
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Molloy and The New Parallelogramers |
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| I’m proud to say I got invited to play on some tracks of The New Parallelogramers’ next album:"Series of Snakes"I’m particularly fond of one 20-minute-long melancholy juggernaut name... Posted by Molloy and his bike on Fri, 04 Apr 2008 07:34:00 PST |
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the New Parallelogramers play Molloy and his bike |
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| really cool messed up version of Camille came to town, re named Camille is coming to town, by the New Parallelogramers: http://www.myspace.com/thenewparallelogramers .... Posted by Molloy and his bike on Fri, 11 Jan 2008 01:53:00 PST |
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throuRoof plays Molloy and his bike |
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| his version of CAGEY BIKE is probably better than my originalhttp://www.myspace.com/throuroof. Posted by Molloy and his bike on Fri, 11 Jan 2008 01:46:00 PST |
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Say goodbye to your cartographer, son (lyrics) |
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SAY GOODBYE TO YOUR CARTOGRAPHER, SON
Don't know nothing about no stations,
these lands, the feudal lords, they
meant them to be
hunting grounds.
Sign ... Posted by Molloy and his bike on Mon, 16 Oct 2006 11:36:00 PST |
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My Friends |
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Dog Eared Records, peter stenberg, Frau Vollmer, Ping Pong Parrot, Cagey House, Oh No Nuno!, the cheap poet, Pipher, bethlehemufo, James Ross, Kaboom Karavan, Here Roam Lions, the Onomatopoeian, Louise bronx, ioioi, Oldman, Alejandro Morse, Undiddley, the Rigor Mortis Experience, Vincent Guerin, brunk, Saturne, Víctor Sequí, crab to sun, Elefancia, Volaverunt / Ghost Birds, 緋色天幕, Daniel C. [dadadamnit!], human elephant, ryonkt, Watching Trees Grow, Lily Blakowt, IN CORRIDORS, Piscis, FictitiousLab, sceneslow, Scribble Kite Records, umor records, table music meeting, more mars team, c, radiocratere, headphonica, the aneurhythmics, Jet Móbil, Avatar, A Mixtape Of Mistakes, NotTheNormal Shit Radio, Strings Of Consciousness, Boxnuvo.com, sleep delay, Agoostus, Naked Noises Netlabel, ANDREA LIUZZA, LAKKA BAL, Three Strings OMG, SFWizÅrd, the procedure club, mach feedback, EMILIO SANDMANN ORCHESTRA, Claire Obscure and The Nocturnes
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