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Cyberia 9


The Story

"We think we occupy a pinnacle among the diverse hierarchies of terrene evolution; fancy ourselves the favorites of the gods. Even our nearest simian relations are regarded as jokes -- though every second we perpetrate barbarisms and cruelties so depraved that our pretensions to superiority are grossly pathetic.

Creation has brought us round to a wholly new destiny that we cannot escape, however. Fancying ourselves masters of Creation's powers in our new genetic and bionic sciences, we have merely built a new and potent tool by which evolution will catastrophically hammer us into new forms on the hard anvil of harsh necessity. From the Industrial Revolution we enter -- naked and afraid -- the far profounder, weirder and voraciously shattering 'Biomechanical Revolution'.

Humanic and orgobionic resynthesis is inevitable and completely inescapable.

We have a biological hunger to join with our machines.

Our fiction is choked with this powerful subverted sexuality. As a race we innately wish to take on a new form; our mythologies and sacred works resound with spiritual and physical transmogrifications. Every religion and race and art form takes the human concept and redefines it by personification in the natural kingdoms of nonhuman creatures or transmorphs it into an articulation of the divine. Our deepest essence craves the metamorphosis. The coming age of biomechanical adaptation and controlled mutation and unerring artificial genetic design -- the real and undeniable power of creation -- makes all that mythology and occultism a practical approaching reality. We imagine that we can regulate and canalize the next great lusty phase of evolution upon the Earth for our own utility and profit but what comes for us in the next few centuries is a vast and devouring typhoon. I feel its bright abrasive winds and steel thunder approach and rustle the fragile lineaments of our civilization.

As our minds open to time and space and the infinities that comprise our reality, our existence seems transient and futile and horribly vulnerable to whims of a hungry, indifferent universe. Our minds move up and down the great marches of time, seeing epochs and extinctions of primal ferocity in the strata and fossils our planet reveals to us as a savage grinning reminder of our racial mortality. Our fear is an instinctive primitive response to our mental and spiritual expansion, and it impels us without rationality to imagine ourselves secure from the lonely and remote unprotected state we have realized. To withstand the immemorial threat of the cosmic darkness and our own self-made motif of the nuclear apocalypse we must take on some kind of stronger, more adaptive and versatile bodily composition -- our very cells cry out for that lively bio-reengineering! And our machines, our alloys, our electronic senses, our delicate micro-instruments and fantastic nano-technologies; all of them raise an ache in our meaningful survival mechanism to join with them and let them enhance our ephemeral doomed biological bodies.

The plastichrome foetus of that shapeless new quicksilver race lies within us; beginning to struggle and flex as recombinant DNA technology and nano-electronic sciences veer towards a catalytic and explosive intersection. Biomechanical shadows and cybernetic specters haunt our prophetic arts and seers, distilling apprehension and exaltation as we feel past biological absolutes dissolving around us and turn towards the luminous realigning geometries of a mighty and merciless future. Cyberia is in our very bones - melting, morphing, recreating and re-contouring us so we might walk safely through the chaotic lands of the future, and that in the psychotic mutating hysteria and super-technological dark ages to come we might truly find our very Humanity."

Surrender to the siren-call of Cyberia.

The Music

Starting off with perhaps one of the longest and most symbolic introductions ever, this album finally concludes the journey to Cyberia -- a trip which began with a crude sexual seed and has subsequently mutated into a malformation of abysmal darkness and gross monstrosity.

Be afraid. Be very afraid.

0001    Introduction: A new beginning...    03:10
0002 Chicadilly Circus - D.Fundation (2000) 06:42
0003 Thing (Vinyl edit) - The Delta (2001) [Incorporating elements of canine assimilation...] 07:24
0004 Brain Burn (shortened) - Masun (2000) 02:59
0005 Dunkelheit (shortened Villa & Gant remix) - DJ Lerby (2002) 04:12
0006 Die Herdplatte 2000° - Gary D. (2000) 07:12
0007 Natural Floor Filler (Version 2) - DJ Mozy (2000) 04:11
0008 Blood is pumping (Original Clubmix) - Voodoo & Serano (2000) 05:06
0009 Scream (shortened Main Club mix) - ZX aka Zenith DJ vs. Avex (2002) 03:39
0010 Monstersound (Cosmic Gate remix, part 1) - DJ Balloon (2000) ["They cut the power!"] 03:38
0011 The Vacuum - Organic Noise (2001) [Including a fly's rebirth and a xenomorph's demise] 09:41
0012 We are one (shortened Club mix) - Chemistry (2002) 03:58
0013 Seven days and one week (Oktane mix) - Clubcrasher feat. Herby F (2002) 07:35
0014 Relax (Peter Rauhofer's Doomsday Club mix) - Frankie goes to Hollywood (2001) 10:00

The Artwork

Although having mutated to an integral part of the total experience, the artwork remained true to those that initially spawned it -- but inverted. With the exeption of minor customised and specialised enhancements, it was a negative of Cyberia 10.

The Data

Total Running Time: 79:34

Compiled: December 16th, 2002 to January 23rd, 2003

Released: February 1st, 2003

Recordable Media: Bestmedia BLAX

Disclaimer: Cyberia 9 © 2003 8007L36 R3C0RD5. The copyright of this compilation and artwork is owned by 8007L36 R3C0RD5. Individual tracks and/or samples used may be owned, partially or in full, by their respective copyright holders. Unauthorised copying, hiring, lending, public performance, broadcasting, or resale of this compilation is strictly prohibited. Enjoyment via any conventional means by private carbon-based biological entities is highly encouraged by 8007L36 R3C0RD5. Although all reasonable efforts were made to reduce vinyl scratches and other noise prevalent on the source music media, some will remain audible at times. Constructive criticism is welcome. Snide remarks are frowned upon. Music Piracy remains illegal. Made on Planet Earth.

Anecdote: Cyberia 9 was the first to include a URL and finished off some special, expensive photo paper left over from the Cyberia 1 and 2 production run.

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