“Once, as well as many times, in space, there are humans.
In similar space-time as humans is the concept of numbers.
The numbers are needed deep within the humans.
Humans do amazing things and terrible things with their numbers. Within time some numbers begin to disappear from sight, while others begin to ring in human ears,
numbers that are untouchable by calculatory hands. It is the sound of the heart beat, the earth, and of the sub-psychotic magnetic fields that lead the marches
of insects and robots!” —Folklore
“IvR is a psychotropicturesque quasi-nomadic music tribe roaming the jungles of Los Angeles. They employ violin, charango, guitar, drums, bass, voice, harp, banjo, kazoo, harmonium, saran wrap, sitar, megaphone, and other sonic confibulations to weave landscapes of otherworldly, folksy, and volcanic music. Their performance causes audiences to enter a state of frenzied joyous dancing, leaping, frothing, singing, moshing, and bewilderment. Having entered into their world, I have peered into the strange polyphonic canyons of their realm, and have no choice but to remain and chronicle their journey. I will not be returning to civilization.”
—From the recovered Field Notebook of missing Anthropologist Dr. Theophrastus Bombastus III.