Cathode
"The World and Back" EP
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So I'm driving in my car and I jump onto the friggin' "road to Beirut" (I-17) and I have just popped in the new 4 song EP from the electronic music project-Cathode. The seconds pass along, as the fiery motorists, who so gallantly lock themselves away in their icy cool, bubble cars, race past me entranced with blatant disregard for human life. I am a firm believer that air conditioning casts a spell on any and all that experience it. All of a sudden, I realize how I have begun to slip away from the battle arena of which Arizonans like to call- "Gridlock". Yes, I am being seduced into a hyper reality by all of the clicks and pulses that are oozing out of my speakers and into my ears. Just beyond my eardrums, I start to feel a little invasion of my cortex. Cathode is waging an all out war on my reality. I can feel the neurons in my brain tell each other secrets through some sort of sacred synaptic decoding process. It is not unlike any marching army of electronic insects crawling from nerve to nerve. The battalion of agents quickly diffuses any and all defenses of which I am equipped. The experience is an onslaught of swelling drones and harmonies of phonic percussion that are advancing to my equilibrium with a pummeling, rhythmical pattern. (At this point I am totally rocking out). I realize that I have been taken down an alternate pathway. Astray from my original route and destination, I am finally thrust back into "reality" completely unaware of the ass that I have been, though it has been currently brought to my attention by lookers-on in the muscle-filled Jeep next to me. Trying to ignore them, I turn up my stereo. I am wishing for a super-futuristic, hydrogen-based car that doesn't smell like burning dinosaurs. I start thinking about how the Honda motor corp. designs their steering wheels to be of the most ergonomic fit. I am pretty sure that they have controlled test groups grab a moldable piece of foam and squeeze it as naturally as possible. Then, Honda just uses that mold to fit the average palms, fingers and thumbs… or maybe it's just because I am half Japanese… a_j \^_^/ Greek: kathodos: a pathway) (A cathode is a negatively charged ion or a descent… either way Cathode will put a little spark in your summer nights!) -