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Diary of an Art Fiend

Garden in Tri-X

“All conditioned things are impermanent – when one sees this with wisdom, one turns away from suffering.” ~ Buddha

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Impressions from a Secret Garden

The Sanctuary of Living Space

It was beautifully overcast yesterday. A little rain in June. Our garden is starting bloom. Many of these plants began as seeds that we started in February. It is very exciting to watch them mature as I remember the day they each first poked through the dirt. Then, when they were big enough, lovingly transplanted into containers, and finally when Spring arrived, we put them in the ground.

The space is innocent. It is what we cultivate within it that defines our experience. This space was neglected when we arrived. Weeds and chaos. Dead zone. Each year, we build a little here, plant a little there, and the space transforms. A rebirth. And we come alive.

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Notes From the Underground

{New Single} Messages By Dreams – Black Needle Noise with Attasalina

A brand spankin’ new single release in collaboration with iconic producer John Fryer (This Mortal Coil, Depeche Mode, NIN, Love & Rockets).

Inspired by psychedelic journeys and times gone by, this song is also a tribute to the roots of gothic/industrial and the incredible and oft unsung trailblazers who have had such profound influence and continue to inspire music and culture around the world…

“Messages by Dreams is soulful dreampop; a tangle of barbed wire and muslingauze that unwinds only by tearing into fibres.”
– Cold War Night Life

“Before The Tears Came not only feels like a 4AD title, it actually sounds like one as well. In fact, you can say Black Needle Noise made the fourth album that This Mortal Coil never made.” – Peek-A-Boo

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{New Single} The Legend of Seraphim Rising – Attasalina

This song has been around the world in its making and welcomes back two original The Seraphim Rising members in this tribute to the bands mythological naming.

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Diary of an Art Fiend

Tattooed with Angel’s Wings

We were driving north from Ojai, summer 2013, hot as fuck high noon, van leaking coolant, just enough to annoy you. Hwy 101 north of Santa Maria, no mans land, and in the distance a shimmer. No way that is a human being on this road, right now. Shock. It is. Cars screaming by. Oh shit. Slow down, we have to pick him up, don’t stop though, too hot for the van. Open the sliding door, just let him fall in. Instinct takes over. Where’s the water, its all we got. Drink it all, I say. He does and passes out on the floor of the van. Will he die? Do we need to find a hospital? He comes around in a bit. We take him to King City. Get him some more water. Says he’s OK and can take it from here. I think you just saved my life, he said. I nodded, yes I think so too. Said thank you and before parting ways wanted to show us his back, it was covered, tattooed with angel’s wings.