The Crime Of The Century Podcast

The Crime Of The Century Podcast

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The Crime Of The Century Podcast episodes

  • Polychrome
    “Polychrome” lives in shifting light. Built on a warm Rhodes electric piano pulse and a fluid bass groove, the track leans forward without ever rushing. Intricate percussion flickers like scattered color, pointillist and precise, yet organic. The melody is melodic but slightly off-axis, avant-garde in contour yet emotionally direct. “Polychrome” doesn’t tell a story in words. It paints one in texture.
    5 min
  • Triangulation
    This track is built on interlocking layers and odd-meter rhythms. Much like the fractal patterns in the artwork, the melody starts simple and divides into increasingly complex sub-structures. I wanted to capture the tension between the cold precision of geometry and the warmth of a sunset. Expect shifting polyrhythms and a "mathematical" groove that never quite sits still.
    4 min
  • Scaffolding
    A study in structure and building blocks. This one started with a single looped phrase and just kept climbing. I wanted to capture that feeling of a skeleton taking shape—the raw framework before everything gets polished away.
    5 min
  • Messias Machinae by Priscilla
    Per vicos curre ubi vitrum aestatem abiisse ostendit
    In liminibus senesce, cursum aurorae detestans
    Omnes in ordine stantes
    Omnes tempus exspectantes
    Ex tempore, medico magno
    Messias machinae nascitur.
    Funes qui vitam ad urbes quas struimus ferunt
    Fila quae lūcis adamantes molis satanicis nectunt
    Ah, ut omni modo videamus
    Quod cotidie id sentimus, et scimus
    Fortasse mutabimur
    Occasione oblata
    Ut tandem dediscamus et habitum mutemus.
    Amici in systemata casus se insinuant
    Effugium ad libertatem, ibi esse debeo
    Manens et vigilans, fortuna rotatur
    Ibi esse debeo.
    Eos abire videre volo
    Et adesse cum dicent
    Se redituros esse.
    Machina, messias machinae
    Stulta inquisitio altioris rectoris
    Duc me ad ignem et tene me
    Monstra mihi vim tui oculi singularis.
    Historia dictans indicia regnantis amoris
    Ungulae in litoribus aquae super quam saltamus
    Omnes nos in ordine stantes
    Omnes nos tempus exspectantes
    Ut penitus sentiamus
    Et adsimus cum dicent se scire
    Fortasse mutabimur.
    5 min
  • The Bark and the Stripe by Lori Yamamoto
    (The Stillness)
    From the grey pine bark,
    a small stripe watches the yard.
    Below, a great breath
    moves the slow ocean of fur.
    Brown eyes are fixed on a point.
    (The Calculation)
    The dog is a mountain
    that has forgotten how to move.
    One ear is a leaf
    caught in a private, soft wind
    tracing a scent-map upward.
    (The Declaration)
    The stripe believes it
    is part of the tree’s thinking.
    A flick of a tail
    writes a short, angry poem
    in the air between them.
    (The Accusation)
    "You are a sound," it says.
    "A heavy ghost leaning on
    the post of the sky.
    You disturb the quiet faith
    of my nuts, my stolen leaves."
    (The Illusion of Victory)
    "I am a thief of light,
    fast and so very thin.
    You are a statue
    of wanting. I will always…"
    The wind interrupts the thought.
    (The Shared World)
    A gust shakes the pine.
    The great head tilts. The stripe freezes.
    Two kinds of silence
    now hold their breath in the yard—
    one striped with fear, one with gold.
    **(Outro: Spoken)**
    The garden believes…
    in many small wars.
    Okay.
    6 min

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