Imagine the open road before you.
It’s 1972. New tires sit anxiously on the hot pavement, ready to roll. The horizon is wide. The road is long. It seems that there is nothing in your way.
Hold on to that feeling.
It’s now 2024. The fires haven’t quite reached the edge of the city. It’s possible you’ll be able to stay another day or so. Things are getting worse on the other side of the world, too. You spend the next few minutes lamenting the demise of the classic American muscle car, or, if you are being honest, of those remarkable, impractical souls whose youth was spent dreaming of them.
Where does the time go?
Interestingly, these liner notes are being written by an AI. You can’t quite grasp what that will mean in the long term, but it probably isn’t good. The last time you checked, the term “artificial” was pejorative.
After a moment lost in thought—convinced you did the calculations right—you realize that, though “artificial” holds barely any interest, “artifice” is different. Artifice isn’t bad at all. Sure, there’s a connotation of insincerity, of pretentiousness, but you can live with that. At least for now.
You take a deep breath, check the levels on the multiphasic chronopreter integrated into your digital heads-up display, and turn over the engine. This is your road now.
You’ve heard it said that God laughs along with the rest of us—up until the time the laughing stops.
After that, they say, it’s anyone’s guess.
released March 20, 2024
Credits
Anomaly Report made this record with T. Rex turned up high.
It’s inspired by and dedicated to those friends and family members no longer with us, whose lives and friendships meant more to us than we knew. We should have known.
Cast & Crew
Anomaly Report is a dish best served cold. It is an aromatic tajine made from rare and wonderful ingredients found only in faraway places.
When pressed, Anomaly Report will deny any knowledge.
- The (abstruse) Electrician
- The (inscrutable) Enigma
- The (arcane) Enthusiast
- The (inexplicable) Geologist
- The (esoteric) Professional
- The (incomprehensible) Professor
Studio horns performed admirably by the True Horns of Liberty, recorded remotely from solitary confinement, where they sit plotting revenge. Guys, I swear I told you what the record was going to be like before we started.
Many, many thanks to Salvador Nakov, Brian, Richard S, Hugo A, and the entire staff of the Office of Infernal Affairs for their professionalism, patience, and understanding. I still hope we can work things out.
Media assets provided under license by Pond5, Orange Free Sounds, www.zapsplat.com and other sources.
Masterfully mastered by Carl Saff of Saff Mastering.