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Former Mind of a Squid lynchpin the Atomic Cosmonaut unleashes his third solo platter "Fra Mauro". Master of the fourth dimension and prog-tech virtuoso he is a regular in live venues around Toronto and across the country. - <meta>Ball
the Atomic Cosmonaut's new album Fra Mauro is available free of charge in mp3 format. Just email atomiccosmo@gmail.com and mention that you would like a copy of the album. You will receive an email when the weekly batch is sent out. Just follow the link provided and you will be able to download Fra Mauro. Weekly surprises may be included.
or if you would like a hard copy send $2.00 for shipping to;
the Atomic Cosmonaut
unit #306
90 Ontario St
Toronto ON
M5A 3V6
atomiccosmonaut.com coming soon
On behalf of Samarian and Withrow Holdings inc. Commander Wobo encourages everybody who has a copy of the disc to burn burn burn it and give it to friends and lovers. The only rule is that the text "the Atomic Cosmonaut - Fra Mauro" MUST appear on the face of the disc
what exclaim! magazine says about the last record;
Atomic Cosmonaut
A Strange Planet
By Roman Sokal
Erik Culp, aka the Atomic Cosmonaut, possesses magical powers that make you want to eat and fuck his sounds until there is nothing left but a puddle of bliss that is so fertile that it can be impregnate any gender whist fully clothed, and without the need for physical penetration. This talented bloke is Canada's next important export to the film soundtrack and pop rock world, and definitely the best composer since the equally exotically cosmic Mychael Danna. Lightly inspired by the 1972 animated classic Fantastic Planet, Culp (with three-dimensional sound design by Elma Bello and augmented by members of Chore) doses and kidnaps the listener, strapping them in a bizarre nuclear vehicle, taking them on an eerie keyboard voyage through the backwoods of space. An instructional eight-track cassette is played for the victim; it contains gaseous music from melted together tapes that could have originally been encoded with the sounds of 1969-era Pink Floyd, 1978 Gary Numan and the ageless Godspeed You Black Emperor!, wrapped around sounds of surreal nature television shows. New breeds of flying birds are heard; detuning strings and wings, processing them with electricity and letting them fly away, trembling in tremolo. There are so many unexpected twists that at one point the listener might find themselves tripping hard to an ambient arctic Bill Laswell-type dub-inspired number before falling into a very cool jam ride, then getting out of said vehicle to stop and calm down and watch a couple of fishermen in spacesuits on a lake in Neptune. When you finally come down and crash, you might find yourself joyfully weeping inside some kind of lonely Spanish western. Bravo! This one made me cum.
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