Gibberish

True story: I have a backlog of over a thousand unread SYFFAL music submissions. On weekends when the kids aren't killing each other I take a few hours and go through them. I go all the way to the end of my backlog and work my way forward in one tab and start from the most recent in the other. I click to open one and then click into the other tab to open another and I listen back and forth, deleting or downloading along the way. A month or so ago, I finally got into the year 2015 and discovered a submission from the band Gibberish from January of 2015. I dug the one streaming track they sent and I replied back "No YOU'RE emailing me back over a year ago! Can I hear more?". They obliged, and here we are.

Ever since then I've had Gibberish on in the weirdest places. Like, one day I was cooking with my friend Bernie in his commercial kitchen and I threw it on the loud speakers and everyone went about their business chopping and stirring and tasting and chopping and tasting and stirring, oblivious to the world around them. Then at home one afternoon we had a few thousand Lego pieces to sort through and I put it on the bluetooth speaker in the fronchroom and the kids all went to separate piles of Legos and didn't say a fucking word. It was almost like Gibberish was parenting at this point bro, freal.

Gibberish have the strange trait of magically turning off your thoughts, allowing you free access to the work in front of you. Normally, when music is hypnotizing, it's almost distracting because you can't just sit and concentrate. But Gibberish is completely fucking different. 

With all the shimmer fucking shimmering all over my fucking glittering and glittered fucking face, it's easy to act like I'm distracted, sure, but this is completely different.

Seriously, put on "RudeDude" and then try and read the paper. 

You read the entire paper didn't you?

You actually digested it all down to the sentence and understand the world around you better now huh? America is a pretty scary place right? We're so accustomed to not having to care about other people we turn into outloud racists whenever someone else says "hey I'm American with different color skin and socio-economic status and I'm being treated poorly!" don't we? Yea, land of the free and home of the brave, if you're white right? Fuck everyone else huh? It sucks to have a mirror held up in front of you because it makes you feel uncomfortable right? Damnit, you went IN that paper huh bro?

See, that's the Gibberish effect. 

When every other type of music out there requires your attention, Gibberish works in the background like a welcomely delicious form of musical malware, allowing you to go about your business with a heightened sense of efficiency. While the fact that you aren't tethered to your original state of consciousness is uncomfortable because of all the newfound attention you can give to righting social wrongs, it's amazing how fucking beautiful Gibberish makes the realization you need to stand the fuck up for the rest of your life or accept the fact that people will die because you chose to rest. 

Sorry to get political, I just watched a video of a black girl being pushed and yelled at in the face by a group of angry white people. I'm fucking sad.