For the upcoming re-release of "VOX" (2002) Based on my 1991 poem. Synth was played "live" the "stab" is cause by hand tweaking the cutoff on a Yamaha Rm1x sequencer, which was actually running 3 of the same sequence in different "phases" so they interacted. The "stab" just caused emphasis in the sequence--overall an experiment in minimalism
Welcome to the paradise
made of glass and steel.
Land where open fields and
wide skies have long since passed.
Where the children roam the streets--
unwanted and full of pain and fury.
Pain stemmed from long worked days,
just to sustain a life, empty and dreary.
Where some just crawl into a syringe
and are injected into society--
which fidgets and twists against them,
like a junkie reacting to a bad fix.
They fall and die in the attrition of life.
Where people live in cardboard boxes
on cardboard sidewalks all under
cardboard skies, as cardboard people
with paper thoughts pass them by.
Paper thoughts and paper dreams
where one spark of fate
can ignite their dreams into nothingness
And they too will realize that they
are children of paradise lost...
MStemen 9-18-91
For... all of us
