SubArachnoid Space
Almost Invisible

CBR, or Cosmic Background Radiation.

More than forty years ago, two employees of Bell, intent on measuring the radio waves coming from the Milky Way, were astonished that after analyzing all possible known noise sources, their instruments revealed an "excess of noise" that couldn't be justified and was uniformly present in the cosmic vastness…

I like to think that all of space-rock, beginning with the mad, crystalline, alien beauty of Barrett's vision in “Interstellar Overdrive”, was born with the (dis)human, titanic, and Faustian intent of (re)creating that “noise,” that primordial throb, the sound before all sounds, the one that broke the silence (forever… ?), that endless echo that many believe came from a repeated explosion, indeed from the most famous Explosion/Implosion, the one that created us all billions of years ago, the Big Bang…

I was talking about Syd… He got lost, he never came back, who knows what his eyes saw and his ears captured to transform him into that crazy diamond who just a while ago left his fragile earthly abode forever… And it is from “Interstellar Overdrive”, from “Careful With That Axe”, from “Set The Controls For The Heart Of The Sun” that SubArachnoid Space begin their own journey… Ignoring (thank heavens) the modern techniques of Nineties electronics, the four from “Frisco” record on disk what extraordinary things they manage to generate live with two guitars, a bass, and a drum… No more hard-rocking riffs like Hawkwind, but the sublimation of the harder Nineties space school, the one of Bardo Pond jams (see also Roy Montgomery and Hash Jar Tempo), the pure, abstract and free (even in a jazz sense) noise shaping…

It is a guitar but you no longer recognize it, it is a hand but you no longer see it, it is a man on stage but you no longer perceive him… “Almost Invisibile”, almost invisible is the presence, the human intervention in these free structures of sounds, “Floating Above The Skyline” (5:27), the first floating sensations of detaching from Earth, “Below Any Border” (11:26) the Earth is temporally and physically now forgotten or has yet to be born; only the throb, the primordial heartbeat of the universe and the intense, elusive, disorienting and enveloping eternal "sound" of the cosmos (“Outlined In Rust”, 17:54).