Keys To The Universe is the sound of Pop ravenously tearing through The Body of dance music, sucking up loose tendrils and crunching bones. Across the record 16 bar sequences are battered, finessed and deformed through a prismatic echochamber of influences both real and imagined. Vocals like breaths on your shoulder weave between found-sound percussion and cloud-edged synths.
The album envisions a life from upon high, liberated from humanistic concerns and trapped within a narcissistic house of mirrors.
What does the soundtrack to everlasting life sound like?
What happens when ecstasy settles into repetition.
Does it become a nightmare?
How does the millionth orgasm feel?
The billionth purchase?

"FROM THE VANTAGE OF THE CLOUDS I COLLECT THE MOUNTAIN TOPS, DUSTED IVORY HIGHLIGHTS THEIR GRANITE SLOPES, REFLECTING MY IMAGE BACK UPON ME.
MY TEETH THE SAME IVORY BRILLIANCE, FRAMED BY CRIMSON, DRIPPING THE SAME. FROM THE VANTAGE OF THE MOUNTAINS I COLLECT MEN, ARCHED FRAMES ECHOING 0.
THEY TEAM ALONG THE AVENUES, BATHED IN SHADOWS, DICED BY LIGHT.
I FEEL MYSELF, I GRATE TWO BILLS TOGETHER, I COUNT THEIR SUM, I ALREADY KNOW IT.
THE GATES OPEN POURING OUT WHITE HOT CURRENT AS I WALK THROUGH THE FIRE UNSMUDGED TOWARDS ALL DOORS.
EACH IS OPEN, I HAVE THE KEY."

– R. Girardin, 2013
credits
released April 17, 2013

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