The idea behind this cassette seems to be focused on yoga or some such thing, as it is four tracks (3 on Side A, the last on Side B) and each one is “Mantra I”, “Mantra II”, etc. I don’t know a lot about yoga- though I’ve always wanted to learn- but these seem like some pretty harsh mantras to me, as they neither really soothe nor relax. In many ways, these could be considered to be the sort of anti-mantra, if such a thing exists.
Side A begins with electro distortion, which turns into some 8bit manipulation and fax feedback. This isn’t necessarily harsh so much as there is just a certain rhythm to it. I wouldn’t say it was something you could dance to, and though the initial sound is one that could pierce the ears I still feel that this isn’t that harsh until Side B. There is also some industrial type static which tends to make me believe we are living in some sort of void.
On the flip side, we begin to contemplate the greater things in life, such as air. What is air? You cannot see it, you cannot hear it, but it is there. A vacuum is the absence of air. There is no air outside of the earth’s atmosphere. And it is with these ideas that the distorted, scratchy space static begins to make sense and stand explained in a world where it would otherwise be mistaken for nothing.
While this is undoubtedly harsh noise at its roots, there is much harsher noise out there and so this is still something that might upset the ears of some, yet isn’t as in your face as other artists along that same line. Many artists seem to be on one side or the other—breathing air or in orbit where you cannot breathe air. Bhagavad Dita seems to float in that fine space between the two.