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I really like it when I receive visits from my rare but always appreciated serendipity. There's nothing more satisfying than proceeding randomly and then finding strange things, like bizarre nitrogen-breathing insects, for example, like the ones I imagined while researching our possible next home in the universe, TRAPPIST-1, which made me think of all the extremophiles, those little creatures condemned by their metabolism to live in uncomfortable or limited conditions, like the mouths of abyssal volcanoes, toxic caves, or extreme cold. From here, I naturally turned my attention to the cigarette, necessary for every young thinker, wondering if something could potentially live in fire and feed exclusively on smoke or ash. Cold+fire in my mind equals tundra. Quick click towards Wikipedia.
Simultaneously with this very interesting research, as usual, I'm listening to music. Luckily and coincidentally, I stumble upon an extremophile album: meaning a work that finds sustenance only in some extremely specific premises. This one, in particular, is also beautiful and interesting. A collaboration between a singer specialized in kargyraa and an avant-garde musician that combines the xöömej singing originating from the Republic of Tuva (from which the frontman hails) and its typical instruments with the distortion of electric guitars and noise, to which an abundant handful of post-punk and EBM is added. I'm planning to just present the album: if the description intrigues you, you might like it. I can't understand how one wouldn't be intrigued, though.
Gourmet track: X
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