Tomorrow's Man

Links to what I have pithily termed relevant:::

••• Dynamic:

2011 Aug: New Tomorrow’s Man track, “Always Indefinitely Always; Definitely” on Album in a Day volume 3
2011 Jul:   New Tomorrow’s Man track, “Doomsday Divine” on Conception
2011 May: New tracks added to the Geographical Soundbites set on Snow of Butterflies
2010 Dec:  New single “I Am the Swordfish” available for download on Amazon MP3

••• Static:

Album/EP Releases:  Tomorrow’s Man on Bandcamp

Random Releases:  Tomorrow’s Man on Soundcloud

Soundtrack Work • Skeleton Crew Productions

Soundbites, Occasional Miscellania • Snow of Butterflies

Facebook • Tomorrow’s Man on Facebook
Twitter • Tomorrow’s Man on Twitter
Google+ • Not sure yet…uhm, search Google!

••• Bookish:

Lulu:

• Jessica Red (eBook and limited edition full-color illustrated hardcover)
• A Miracle of Zero (eBook)
• Fido (eBook)
• McDeath (eBook)
• Shy Angel (eBook)

Amazon:

• Cursed
• Resurrection of the Pussy Prince
• The Eleven Epiphanies
• Labor (with Brett Holinbeck)

First new single in a long long time finds Tomorrow’s Man slide-steppin’ way outside the usual to bring a bit of naughty funky goodness to life; obvious this guy’s a Prince fan, eh?

Give up again,
Just let it end,
Become a fleeting instance
Of dissonance

Not letting go keeps her pain real
Not realizing my soul is her pain
Not accepting my love is her pain
Letting go is the only way to heal her

The sun rises over the ruins, and deep in the bowl of the Pompeii amphitheater Les Stroud is making a hang-glider out of guitar strings and  torn snare skins.  As Les climbs from the ruins and sails out over the Gulf of Naples the amphitheater bursts into a thousand doves and seagulls, spiraling out to fill the sky.

This is the kind of imagery inspired by Mike Radice’s new album Revive, and the intensity of this curious instrumental concept album does not fade.  The concept of Revive is that the Earth moves through a perpetual cycle of evolution, downfall, destruction, and revival.  Utilizing production that combines countless analog and digital sources in a nearly 3D sonic landscape, Radice delivers on his ideas.

Although the album begins with the title track Revive — fittingly, as it is the beginning and the end of the cycle – the cycle itself begins with evolution, of the planet’s flora, fauna, and inevitably mankind.  On Mammoth, Radice uses synths and shakers, counterpointed percussion, and the build of dark ambient undertones to cross millions of years of the planet’s life, from the relative peace of the ice ages through the dawn of mankind.

Radice then explores the cresting of civilization in a triptych that is the album’s centerpiece:  Native, sparse and brooding, with bells and flutes that whisper warnings with the arrival of man; Ancestor, a double-time tempo crusade of hand percussion and dissonance that bridges the trilogy just as the missing link may have bridged human evolution; and Threshold, a seven-minute collapse into disturbing, contrary rhythms and simple, sublimely anachronistic piano phrasing that brings the track and the album to a new height of ominous declaration.  These nineteen minutes carry us from the innocence of early mankind to the tipping point when man loses control of his environment and himself.

Hear Native:

Radice builds and combines percussive counterpoints with analog and digital sources, creating edgy, intense dissonances that support the concept of this instrumental album with a clarity that is often difficult without a spoken story.  On Become, Radice expands the album’s concept, sonics, and style even further. Become is the first track to feel somewhat casual, the end-of-the-world intensity lightened by far eastern instrumentation and trance-like, mid-tempo melodies.  Become is the calm before the storm, the brief space wherein mankind must make his peace.

Hear Become:

Entropy is the way of all things and inevitably claims all but The Last Tribe. The track opens with a casual sense of humor as Radice utilizes more of his unique instrumentation to portray a cowboy country feel, a campfire song unlike any heard before, that quickly changes as the final alarm tolls, a sound at the heart of this ten-minute epic that recalls the chilling ululation of H.G. Wells’ Martians as they exulted in victory on Earth; but instead of science-fiction destruction, the track becomes open-eyed and optimistic, as if the last tribe has corrected our path just in time…alas, the breezing synths that speak of redemption merely hide the plot twist: An asteroid rushing in, a deux ex machina that cleanses the Earth of mankind’s existence.

Asteroid closes the album with sixteen minutes of excellent dark ambient anticipation, the soundtrack to an aerial view of a decimated world.  As Asteroid comes to an end, there is a juxtaposition of feeling, of closure, yet of something left to do….

Hear The Last Tribe

Which is why one must enjoy the title track of Revive at both ends — hearing Revive open the album calls up images of the dawn of time; hearing Revive at the close of Asteroid brings Radice’s concept full-circle as the driving rhythm, mantra-like bass, glistening percussion, and building synths call up a storm of life; rebirth; revival.

Hear Revive

Revive by Mike Radice is available for immediate download from the Atmoworks Store.

Ladies and gentlemen, please let me enjoy this announcement that Tomorrow’s Man has signed on (figuratively speaking) with the legendary AtmoWorks label as a blogger for new releases, reissues, and any darned lovely slice of electronica they care to throw at my ears.

AtmoWorks was founded by James Johnson and Vir Unis in 2001 and continues to flourish as one of the most influential and vital experimental electronic music labels on this and several other planets.

Coming Soon will be my first “official” AtmoWorks review, the new Mike Radice album “Revive” — stay tuned!

The brandy-new flavors landing page of Tomorrow’s Man

via Tomorrow’s Man.

Someone departing the bar for the evening just left the restroom, grasped me tenderly by the forearm, and whispered with full emotion, "It was so very nice meeting you. Thank you...thank you."

I'd never seen this person before in my life.

I've hit a new stride hinged on the lip
of plenty years of fuzzyblind,
though this time
I'll
think
I'll
keep

the lenses clear and provide

a radical run at giving more more more
when typically I'd've contrived before.

Brain still fine in the fuzzyblind,
and my lenses are crystal clear.

Depending on the luck of the whims of the fates, I will textize again on 6/28.

Stei tuunt.

Love me, love me and my 12-pound head.

BRAIN.

Kundalini

Hopes

Spirits

And odds of survival have all ceased rising,

But the sun still does, so chance
is still on my side.