For millennia, we sought to understand the cosmos and our place within it by turning our eyes to heaven to look at the stars. But it wasn’t until we opened our ears to their hum and throb that something of the truth of creation was finally revealed. Vision, by far our dominant sense, may allow us to meet the challenges of brute survival - finding shelter, locating food, avoiding predators, courting mates - but once these needs are met and we gather around the campfire, bellies full of mammoth, spirits buoyed by grape, our eyes grow drowsy and useless. Then, yearning for a deeper kind of nourishment, our ears come alive, eager for input, hungry for answers, reaching out to perceive beyond what the eyes can see. In the crackle of the fire, the murmur of the forest, and the whisper of the wind, the ancient story is told anew. Deep in our molecules we know: if truth is what you seek, listen.
By all means, read this, but once you have, close your eyes; for the next 33 minutes, you won’t need them. We are heading out past the visible spectrum for an encounter with frequencies that must be felt before they can be understood. It’s no mere metaphor when we speak of music moving us, for that’s precisely what the soundwaves are doing, moving us right down to our cells, and euphoria we feel when we fall in love with an artist is simply the resonance of our vibration matching theirs, the magic synchronicity that makes being into music worth all hassle. And so a warning: this is the last time you won’t know who Dave Arlington is. This is the last moment before you get synchronized.
Before you are forever changed, here’s what you need to know: Dave did everything you’re about hear. This is a magnum opus in 33 minutes. He wrote, arranged, played and sang every riff, beat, lyric, and tone: all spring forth from a talent unique in 21st Century Rock n’ Roll, and to the extent such words still retain meaning, it’s because Dave Arlington is here, now, in the same space-time as you and your ears, pouring this sonic kerosene on the dying embers of beloved RnR until it once more rages like mighty conflagration of our dreams and fantasies. Don’t worry about earplugs - your grave will be quiet enough - this is music born of a stellar furnace, blazing across the eons directly into your primordial being (there’s no such thing as loud enough). Move and be moved, touch and be touched, absorb and be absorbed: communion is upon you, all you have to do is don ye headphones, close your eyes, and turn the volume to max. The sound you’re about to hear will take you to places you’ve never been that somehow feel like home. Let us count backwards from ten and begin...
~Michael Wallace
credits
released February 25, 2019
Recorded at Jamdek Studios
Doug Malone - Engineering
Dave Arlington- Vocals, Lead Guitar, Rhythm Guitar, Bass Guitar, Synthesizer, Drums, Percussion, Production
Doug Malone - Organ on Good Will and Clandestine
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