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This child of ours wants to explore the multi-faceted inclinations and machinations of a fascinating reality. To get started, we’ll need a map. But where is it? And anyways, who’s asking? Escape from chaotic self-referencing loops follows from the invocation of a quiet song. Music is indeed a most powerful medicine of self-expression and emotional exploration: easily expelling exasperation.
Having processed the present prominent needs, pleads of the past persuade us to look at our lack. Isn’t it enough? Haven’t we arrived? Well, wherever we’ve landed, it’s good to know that they can’t eat you. At this point, enough integration has taken place that we can start to look out from within. Whatever it means to have an inside and an outside, greetings are in order: Hello World, DA!, Greetings Earthlings, or maybe, just a simple “Hey”.
If greetings are the simplest extremum on the spectrum of interactions between seemingly separate beings, then the internet must be somewhere on the far side. A vast complexity embodying well the paradox of communication causing separation. Much of society's mental and emotional excrement is exiled from inner and community processes to be caught in the sticky web. Well, shit. I guess we’ll need to follow the birds to slip away from this one. The current (2025) counter culture of the world is revising and improving the call for community. The needs are so egregious that there’s inevitability in our gathering coherence. Somewhere in the unlaminated liminal spaces between chaos and coherence, we must find our way. But of course, having gathered together and evolved from a wide-eyed creature's first awe at awareness to a cohesive community is just the beginning. Tomorrow, awsome weather? Or is there a storm coming?
Having processed the present prominent needs, pleads of the past persuade us to look at our lack. Isn’t it enough? Haven’t we arrived? Well, wherever we’ve landed, it’s good to know that they can’t eat you. At this point, enough integration has taken place that we can start to look out from within. Whatever it means to have an inside and an outside, greetings are in order: Hello World, DA!, Greetings Earthlings, or maybe, just a simple “Hey”.
If greetings are the simplest extremum on the spectrum of interactions between seemingly separate beings, then the internet must be somewhere on the far side. A vast complexity embodying well the paradox of communication causing separation. Much of society's mental and emotional excrement is exiled from inner and community processes to be caught in the sticky web. Well, shit. I guess we’ll need to follow the birds to slip away from this one. The current (2025) counter culture of the world is revising and improving the call for community. The needs are so egregious that there’s inevitability in our gathering coherence. Somewhere in the unlaminated liminal spaces between chaos and coherence, we must find our way. But of course, having gathered together and evolved from a wide-eyed creature's first awe at awareness to a cohesive community is just the beginning. Tomorrow, awsome weather? Or is there a storm coming?
Tracks
Lost Map
Quiet Song
Hey, James
Hey
Slipstream
Shitpost
Acoustic Chaos (It's chaos, drop me off)
Seelen im Sturm
Lost Map
Quiet Song
Hey, James
Hey
Slipstream
Shitpost
Acoustic Chaos (It's chaos, drop me off)
Seelen im Sturm
Credits
All instruments: John Patrick Therrien
Male Vocal: John Patrick Therrien
Female Vocal: Marie Therrien
Written by John Patrick Therrien and Marie Therrien
Find all LYRICS here
Produced, recorded and mastered by John Patrick Therrien
Album Art: Marie Therrien
All instruments: John Patrick Therrien
Male Vocal: John Patrick Therrien
Female Vocal: Marie Therrien
Written by John Patrick Therrien and Marie Therrien
Find all LYRICS here
Produced, recorded and mastered by John Patrick Therrien
Album Art: Marie Therrien
Thank you!
Lisa Zwinzscher and Lukas Stodolik: For graciously hosting us at the Schatulle Bömm studio and Gold&Gewitter in Leipzig.
And thank you to our families and friends for their continued support and love.
The Singles
Lost Map
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In the company of self-reference, strange loops, and the unseen birth of consciousness, this “lost map” tries to chart its own way beyond the Völkergedanken. In mathematics, chaos theory tears an immense hole through any dream of perfectly predicting the natural world. Yet through that rip, a new vision emerges: one where mathematics doesn’t describe certainties, but maps families of possibilities, shapes of becoming, the hidden patterns that guide them, and an inevitable pull to have a look for yourself. This is very powerful indeed, and arguably necessary. A perspective that stands beside the old cathedral of exact solutions without demanding their rigidity, or at least an option on the same level as the tried-and-true method of finding some exact analytical solution, and potentially perturbing it. After all, aren’t there enough perturbing things protruding past our placid perspicacity?
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Hey, James
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Imagine a sequel to the James Bond mythos. A situation in which he has finally and fitly retired, finding himself fully in love with a woman who resonates his heart and his interest. With the fight finished, there follows a torrent of past torment; to relax and receive would become his greatest mission. This song is a look at trauma, not just for wounded warriors the world over with misbehaving psychological battle scars, but for those who have experienced trauma of any sort. It’s offered as an inspiration; a reminder that “we have everything we need”. Also as an invitation to accept and cherish those around us with whom we can experience love. Even in the midst of the most epic battles of our lives, we are complete: finished, whole, and, as part of the totality, fully belonging and loved.
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