Hi There.
You are reading this because The BODY///GRAVE and its affiliates, who control the human, Justin Small, want you to know what all the fuss is about.
No AI was used to write this. It’ll be obvious.
There’s no fuss really.
The BODY///GRAVE overtook the wavelength that causes the human, Justin Small, to create music, take photos, paint works of ‘paintings for joy’(™), to present as a writer of fiction, and on occasion, direct a video shot entirely on a telephone.
You see, the human, Justin Small, was in dire circumstances of losing access to this wavelength on account of a little virus called “I’m not paying attention to my mental health-itus”. He caught this bug partly because sometimes these wavelengths, which we all have, get all crossed up and mixed joy with sadness, light with dark, coffee with tea, and so on. He got well crossed up, to be honest. A lot of us do. And somewhere in the fog, The BODY///GRAVE appeared to take the wheel and position itself (themselves) as a kind of lighthouse.
The BODY///GRAVE did not help the human, Justin Small, achieve the goal of being human healthy, but rather suggested that if he decided he was gonna right the ship from it’s inevitable sinking and forgotten deep-sea wreck-ness, Th’ BD to the GR, as friends call them, could provide him some much needed clarity of inspiration.
The BODY///GRAVE gave Justin Small, still the human, a vision. A gift. A surprising and creative one. The vision was the shape of a burning and buzzing KORG MS-20. It spoke of an empty dance floor, a hazy stoned summer afternoon, a held hand, a bloodletting of past grievances, a wide open and forgiving acceptance of death and the wonderful life that always supports its existence. A sampled drum beat. And told him to “MARCH FORTH”!
The BODY///GRAVE decided that Justin should save all the sad post-rock guitar noodling for a band of long-time friends that go by a stupid band name. Instead, BG, presented Mr. Small with the opportunity to break analog rules, buy expensive programs to not learn them properly, and generally misread the temperature of the music buying public, to come up with a new type of electronic music: “Drum & Hug”
This newfound inspiration, propted the HUMAN, JS, to stay on his ass and write sick JAMS to help you get off of yours!! You can also sit. The BODY///GRAVE is okay if you experience it like a human.
With Love,
oo00OO-B///G-OO00oo
