Hello,
We're still in gestation. News will be forwarded as soon as developments warrant dissemination. Until such time, we're slowly uncoiling...
TS for Ropecosm
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Balazs As You Haven't Seen Him (Except Perhaps in the Throes of Detox...)
(Click above for a larger, far more frightening image...)
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Tim Lane Seaton Joins Rope Cosmetology!
Friends,
Tim Lane Seaton is now one of us. He was in Peach of Immortality during that foul, late '80s lockstep lurch when AmRep dross was considered edgy and flannel hippie Sabbath coprophagia swelled toward ascendence. As for our music, we were basically invisible. We were still able to scare up 10, 25, sometimes 40 people to our gigs, but otherwise flew about ten inches above the treeline. Our response to having achieved untouchable status was to retrench, dig the fuck in, and record around the clock. Tim devoted three years to the cause, mixing and producing all of our recordings between 1988 and 1991 and laying down some of the most convoluted and forward-thinking bass lines I've ever heard. He was a natural improviser, looping and countering, routing my tape coughing and pause-button splices through the immense tonal roar he effortlessly conjured. And he balanced my more retarded excesses with a relentless pragmatism - we were a good match. After I left Atlanta for Miami in early 1991, Tim closed his studio and moved to Los Angeles where he found well-deserved success riding the then-nascent Internet shockwave... We shared a stage together in April 2008 after not having played together for 17 years, and it was as if we'd never stopped. Very fucking cool... I recently asked if he'd like to take part in the RopeCosm experiment, and he said yes... So, now, we are four.
Best,
TS, for RC
Tim Lane Seaton is now one of us. He was in Peach of Immortality during that foul, late '80s lockstep lurch when AmRep dross was considered edgy and flannel hippie Sabbath coprophagia swelled toward ascendence. As for our music, we were basically invisible. We were still able to scare up 10, 25, sometimes 40 people to our gigs, but otherwise flew about ten inches above the treeline. Our response to having achieved untouchable status was to retrench, dig the fuck in, and record around the clock. Tim devoted three years to the cause, mixing and producing all of our recordings between 1988 and 1991 and laying down some of the most convoluted and forward-thinking bass lines I've ever heard. He was a natural improviser, looping and countering, routing my tape coughing and pause-button splices through the immense tonal roar he effortlessly conjured. And he balanced my more retarded excesses with a relentless pragmatism - we were a good match. After I left Atlanta for Miami in early 1991, Tim closed his studio and moved to Los Angeles where he found well-deserved success riding the then-nascent Internet shockwave... We shared a stage together in April 2008 after not having played together for 17 years, and it was as if we'd never stopped. Very fucking cool... I recently asked if he'd like to take part in the RopeCosm experiment, and he said yes... So, now, we are four.
Best,
TS, for RC
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Test #2
Our MySpace page is up and running, albeit on the down-low... We've told only a handful of friends about the profile, and even fewer about this blog. As we get nearer to the start date of our debut tour (most likely beginning in late November), we'll start the self-promotion/hyperventilation machinery. We'll be recording as often as possible before and during the trek, which will most likely begin in Budapest and conclude in Vienna.
More Soon,
Tom
More Soon,
Tom
Sunday, August 24, 2008
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