JARDO
regina, sk.
techno, minimal, tech-house
The year is 3012. If you are reading this, you are one of the last survivors of man kind. Do not be alarmed at your surroundings. Most likely, you have recently thawed from your cryogenic slumber. You are not alone. The rest of your race has sought refuge in an undisclosed location on the Earth’s moon. You must find your way here. But first, here is an update of what has happened since the anaesthetics took over.
The machines are in control. They have taken over the world, the galaxy, the universe. The “people” you see around you right now are not human. They are machines. Underneath the artificial flesh and titanium alloy bone is an extremely complex computer processing unit that is more intelligent than any human every born, and they will stop at nothing to destroy you.
Fortunately for you, right now they are in a peaceful state. The machines speak to each other in certain frequencies of sound produced mainly by what used to be known to humans as ‘electronic music’. You too can speak in this language as you most likely have a translating chip in the back of your head. In order for you to survive, you must listen to the message of Jardo, a machine built in the late 2140’s who speaks mainly in the language of ‘tech-house’ and ‘minimal techno’. Somewhere inside his music, lies the message that will bring you home; to the moon. Godspeed, soldier. Godspeed.
mixes:
jardo - the beginning