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Viral Reality

by Bill Boethius & Dali's Car

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1.
Whistling down the whale’s road. ... a land lubber’s lament. I’ve had me fill a’ sailing the cosmic wave. Let me drag me feet here on earth awhile, And pick me a whale bone grave,
2.
The Earth Had Two Moons The earth had two moons, which an immense crash united. Boundlessly memory dreams. Solar flood, asteroid spheres .... I am the twin sister, the rear guard I open dreams, balance the sleep But if I come! And how I come! Closer to you, wake up! The time has come, sister of the middle! After millions of years in the orbit I'm breaking out towards the blue planet Being together! Drink, father, fire, sea Your stone, your light! Which strength deters us? Sister, let's become one, skin on skin. We will burst, tear, melt Giant rock, stone massacre Inundation - Water wars, where mountains break And become one, beloved sister! I am approaching, my way on yours, moonlitpath. Great are you, bind me the most! Born of same blood, grown from the same stone Finally united. CRASH. Ok, that would be the moon.
3.
Wake of the Grail King Gathering, in leafy play Did the swirling hero, with Garlanded gauntlets, In rainbow sway, Unleash feedback throes. Blazing sunflowers, Bluesy , knotted woes, Wailing, In the hall of mirrors. [for Larry Coryell]
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Playing hide & seek with the stars He lay awake at night counting the stars, And before he reached one thousand Did drift into deep dream laden slumber. Then did the stars chase his fugitive life: ‘You cannot count us, don’t even try’.
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Viral Reality The reality virus had escaped, and spread like wild lice. Petrifying forests, Paralysing parasites, concreting towns And solidifying cities. We were trapped under the mousetrap gaze of its TV Eye. Our brains squirmed and swarmed, uncoiled. The final migration of the imagination was here, And fantasy was about to breathe its last gasp, Amongst our dying and diseased dreams. .......................... [ - that feeling we have when coming out of a dream...]

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From the opening solo guitar Bill's sounds spread like a virus, infectious.
Sometimes absurdly massed and seething space guitar, other times weird blues guitar abstracted. Bill is poet in sound, so naturally he likes to collaborate with a real poet. Track 2 has him collaborating with Karin Augenmerck, the Teutonic poetess. His sounds match the otherworldlyness of her words.

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released October 14, 2017

Bill Boethius with Karin Augenmerk guest on track 2

Cover art by Bill Boethius

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Bill Boethius & Dali's Car London, UK

"The Dali of guitar noise".
Free improv,
Cinematic Sounds:
Strange Blues:
Cosmic Jazz,
Poetry settings,

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