MF music news:

1.       “Feline, Fish and Fetish,” a 19-track MF solo album recorded circa 1999 during the Amazing Meet Project era, focuses on acoustic-based songs reflecting the period just after disbanding with Love in Reverse and Warner/Reprise records. These are some very personal songs fraught with the emotional madness surrounding that period of my life, loaded with acoustic 6 and 12-string guitars, electric guitars, bass, Mellotron and tribal percussion all performed by myself. https://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/michael-ferentino/id308854557

2.       Bedtime for Robots has a brand new unreleased track on the Ghost Box Radio compilation, Telephone to the Dead. “Black Holy” is, by far, one of my darkest ambient tracks to date. The compilation is free through Bandcamp and features hours of amazing dark ambient tracks by several brilliant artists. https://ghostboxradio.bandcamp.com/

3.       “Elements” will be the next official full-length release by Bedtime for Robots. This one is a departure from the usual darkness and features over an hour of melodic electronic chill tracks inspired by the winter of 2013, when I resided in a log cabin in Medford, NJ and first acquired my iPhone 4S. This was the first album I ever created entirely on the iPhone (every single sound and final mix as well). I think you will be amazed at the quality of the recordings, especially considering it was only 15 years ago that I created most of my works in a $70,000 home studio. The times they are a changing!

4.       Work is underway for a live broadcast of “the 24-Hour Psychosis.” That’s right, 24 exhausting hours of experimental studio recordings using just about every type of acoustic, electric and electronic device under the sun from violins and accordion to screaming electric guitars, vintage Moog synthesizers and iPods, Internet and DVD tricks unlike anything you have ever experienced. This 24-Hour piece of insanity promises to be a mood & mind altering experience akin to Pink Floyd meets Flaming Lips and Sonic Youth on a large dose of magic mushrooms. I shit you not!

http://bedtimeforrobots.blogspot.com/2014/10/the-24-hour-psychosis-by-bedtime-for.html

5.       Last, but not least, I will finally be releasing my epic “Wind Sweeps over Everyone” in the first quarter of 2015. The album began in 1993 as an epic ode to the art of the song. The first prototype was finished the morning of Kurt Cobain’s suicide in April of 1994. It has been revamped a few more times since and is finally ready for public consumption. The album is an onslaught of songs of various rock subgenres from Americana to garage rock to glam-infused acoustic and even post-prog rock. The final version contains nearly 4 hours of songs, including unbelievable performances and mixes by Andres Karu of Love in Reverse, DOG and Amazing Meet Project. I left a few bumps and bruises on the final mixes as a sort of homage to the presentation of one of my favorite rock epics, the Beatles white album. 

the 24 Hour Psychosis by Bedtime for Robots

     In the early 90s, I began brainstorming on a 24-Hour studio album of music that would take the listener on a journey into hallucinatory madness. At the time, the technology available made the project an undertaking that would be painful at best. After recording a 3-hour album that took several months of non-stop work, I realized I would have to abandon the idea for the time being.

     As digital technology evolved, so did my ideas about this 24-Hour Psychosis, which I slowly began creating in 2001. I continued to record the original tracks on analog tape, but was able to edit the music using the latest digital goodies of the mid 0's. By 2008, I finally had all I needed to take this mad creation to a new level. I experimented with everything from electric and acoustic guitars, Moog synths, stomp boxes, field microphones, Internet, Ipods, and eventually the iPhone 4S as well. The final result is an astonishing nightmare soundscape that continually surprises, soothes and even challenges the listener and is best enjoyed through headphones. 

     The first prototype was slated for release in 2010, but again was abandoned due to personal life circumstances beyond my control. I revisited the project once again in early 2014 and made some drastic and much needed changes that took the whole thing into the direction I always imagined possible. The 24-Hour Psychosis would not have been possible without contributions from some amazing friends and musicians, including Tenno Andra, Kristjan Karu, John Starrick, Jim Vader and Amy Ferentino. 

     I am now in the planning stages for the release of this monstrosity, which, I promise, will astonish you whether you actually like what you hear or not. I will simply leave it at that and let the listener be the judge. It is important to note that this is not a 24 Hour period of experimental live performance, but rather 13 years of painstaking studio recording and experimentation complete with a 5-hour sleep music section and a shitload of various moods and movements far beyond your wildest nightmares. 

     The goal is to release a limited number of hard copies of this thing in a very special box set. I am also working on having the entire Psychosis available for limited-run Internet broadcast performances as well as the possibility of a campout style live listening event or events....

     Following is a link to the original trailer from 2010....

original 24-Hour Psychosis trailer

the Dismemberment Tapes

the new album is now available worldwide at iTunes, CDBaby and other fine electronic retail sites...

More Music from the Underground: the Music-Biz Post-Apocalypse vol. III

     It's a shiny New Year & my optimism for exciting new things in underground music is bountiful. First of all, the recent Shammy awards proved that the mainstream is getting weaker and relying more & more on sensationalism rather than substance to keep music lovers attentive. However, even the so-called sensationalism is becoming trite and painful to watch. The boring striptease, wedding ceremonies and circus performances would be much more tolerable if there was some sort of musical substance lying beneath the cellophane-thin surface. However, that was hardly the case.





     A similar painful reality in the world of mainstream music smacks one in the face with a wet glove on a daily basis if she attempts to scan the FM radio dial in search for something listenable. Unless she is lucky enough to live in an area that hosts interesting college music or independent stations such as NJ's WFMU and WPRB, she is going to get nothing but dry-humped by the corporate music dildo. Even classic rock stations which actually play music by diverse and passionate artists of yore have destroyed any interest in nostalgia by repeatedly beating the same 50 or so songs into our heads until we are filled with the urge to vomit up the same old riffs by Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Lynard Skynard, Rush, Queen & Clapton. Do we really need to hear "Layla," "Whole Lotta Love," "Another Brick in the Wall," or "Tom Sawyer" one more time, brilliant as these songs all once seemed to be before they were turned into earworms? It flabbergasts me to hear the djs who have been promoting this institution for decades as they manage to force out feigned enthusiasm over yet another spin of "Bohemian Frikkin Rhapsody." Even Freddie is probably rolling in his grave by now with each "Bismillah!" I can hear him shouting "Please, no more. Play "the Prophet's Song." Play "Flick of the Wrist." Play something, anything from our vast catalog of non-Bohemian Rhapsodies. Please!" What I wouldn't give to hear "Julia Dream" by the Floyd once in a while instead of another round of "Money." There are millions of incredible songs in the world. WTF??????




     Thankfully, we don't have to listen. We can shut the FM radio down and plug in our iPhones or Androids and sink our cerebrums into the vast possibilities offered by the Internet. However, some of us are screwed during our commutes as we still have to pay for our data to access all of the possibilities. However, I will focus on the positive and share with you a pair of gems I have discovered in the catacombs of the net....

     I am going to begin by sharing one of my favorite "secret" finds of all time. I discovered this guy while I was on tour with Miles Hunt of the Wonder Stuff. Miles bought a Killrockstars compilation disc that featured one of Mike "Sport" Murphy's songs and we immediately contacted his management company requesting to meet him. He turned out to be an incredibly down-to-earth gentleman and I am proud to know a lyricist of his caliber first hand. Thus, I am going to reprint lyrics from his most brilliant and curious album, "the Magic Beans" which I stole directly from his blogspot page, Sport Spiel, to open this whole shabang:




TREAT ME LIKE AN ARTIST!Treat me like an artist! Bend me over something! Put it to me bluntly!

I'm so glad you're handling me! I ain't misanthropic, but I must be misan-something!

Treat me like an artist! I know that I deserve it!

See, the doctor slapped my ass and said "MacBeth", and I've been skittish ever since; awaiting thy disdain with bated breath! Born to wince.

I'm way down... way, way down. Treat me like an artist.

All I am's a failure, but you can make it better: treat me like an artist! An artist got to suffer.

Treat me like an artist! Money is no object! Why dontcha wear that Sammy Glick suit... it's better when you do that.

I hate it when the clock sez "time to quit", until you give me your card.

I take it home and stare at it... real hard. I'm way down... (etc)

There must've been a trauma, something in me I'm ascared-a, 'cause I can't get off unless you tell me where to when you treat me like an artist. Artist. ARTIST!


BLACK RIVER FALLS.The broken boughs float down the stream.

We're in a kind of nowhere now... some kind of in-between.

The great commotion that left this calm has come and snapped some of the tension I've been strung out on.

Severe and still. I'm a crocodile.

Oh river, oh river, can't you move more slow, river? For a little while...

The lines are down. A welcome spell.

Shook loose from all the shapes we take for those who know us well.

I figure you for 45. There's shadows 'round your small talk; that just proves you've been alive.

Such lonesome light... ah, such a smile!

Oh river, oh river, can't you move more slow, river, for a little while?

It's getting late, but that's okay. My hurricane-eye neighbor, thanks for leading me away, with as strong a touch as I could take, this strange and temporary day





Unfortunately, I have not been successful in finding full versions of his songs to share with you here.

However, I did find some clips from Itunes. Enjoy these, but I highly recommend listening to Sport's 3 albums, "Willoughby," "the Magic Beans," & "Uncle" in their entirety through headphones.


Mike "Sport" Murphy on Itunes



     And then we have ROTTING MOLDY FLESH, arguably one of the most important, unsung experimental, dark space, horror, ambient collectives ever to record & perform. I can't say enough about this duo, consisting of two gents from Tinton Falls, NJ, Russ and Don. Their rare live performances are among the most unique, atmospheric events I have ever witnessed. They perform their music side stage in film theaters to the backdrop of horror films from the silent era. F.W. Murnau's "Nosferatu" and "the Hunchback of Notre Dame" featuring Lon Chaney are among some of Rotting Moldy Flesh's standout live performances. Their "Decomposition" 4-disc box set is without a doubt, one of my all time favorite dark albums. It has been a major part of my yearly Halloween tradition since 2006 to play the album while simultaneously viewing silent films of the 20s. If you can find this set, I urge you to obtain it. However, it is likely to be difficult to find. I did find a nice representation of some of their live and studio performances on their Myspace page, which I will share with you here:

ROTTING MOLDY FLESH on Myspace

   

Michael Ferentino “Into the Hollow” diary entry #1 January 27, 2014

     OK, so this is my first entry concerning the creation of the follow up to 2003’s solo album, “Boy. Man. Robot.”, which was actually recorded during and within the months that followed the September 11^th debacle of 2001. At that time, I was recently married to my former wife and living in a tiny New Jersey apartment, working in the merchandise department for film maker, Kevin Smith, and just became a recent member of the Miles Hunt Club, the break-away project for the leader of the seminal U.K. band, the Wonder Stuff. After simultaneously enjoying and enduring a tumultuous decade of touring and performing under various incarnations, returning to school to pursue degrees in neuroscience and P.A. studies, and recording a plethora of ambient and experimental electronic albums under the moniker, Bedtime for Robots, I found myself more than a decade older & arguably, wiser. I pretty much all but abandoned the idea of songwriting in the traditional sense of the word after 2006, in lieu of academics and electronic music exploration.

     Fast forward to January of 2014: I am now a father to an amazing 4 year old girl, the one beautiful result of my now-defunct marriage, and I am also a step-dad to a wonderful 6-year old girl. I live in Tampa, Florida with my life partner in crime and continue to create ambient madness with my Bedtime for Robots project while subsisting on a fledgling career as a P.A. Recently I decided to resurrect my focus on songwriting, or should I say songwriting unexpectedly decided to resurrect my interest and inspiration in said direction. I swore off all structured, guitar and lyric oriented music years ago, which only amplifies the old adage; life is what happens to you when you’re making other plans, often attributed to John Lennon.

     “Into the Hollow” started as an afterthought in 2009, while I attempted to organize my “24-Hour Psychosis” project, which was far too overwhelming to release in its entirety, into several more palatable chunks. This resulted in several cohesive and satisfying Bedtime for Robots albums and a full length curiosity I called “Into the Hollow,” which was much more a singer/songwriter album than an experimental/ambient/electronic collection. However, it never quite fit into its own niche, although it had the making of something very special. I secretly released “Into the Hollow” in its original form on LastFM and soon after began to dismantle it, incorporating the tracks “A Field of Fireflies” and “La Foresta Scura” into the 2103 Bedtime for Robots guitar-driven collection, “El Diablo Guitarra.”  

     “El Diablo Guitarra,” a departure from the way Bedtime for Robots albums were created throughout the years, incorporated more structured musical pieces, albeit without lyrics. I recorded the collection using the iPhone and iPad, along with several guitar amp and recording apps. I knew I was onto something special with “El Diablo” and soon after began picking up the guitar more often than not, re-igniting my passion for guitar-driven music, which ultimately nudged me back into the arena of songwriting. During early January of 2014, I discovered my 2-year old abandoned Blackberry and luckily I still had its charger. After kicking the outdated little fucker back into life, I discovered a wealth of guitar riffs and melodies that I had screwed around with during 2012, when I had a brief period of inspiration which coincided with a break from academic studies. I then spent a few “lost weekends” during January, 2014 rediscovering some of my most exciting blueprints for possible songs in years. Thus, “Into the Hollow” was reborn. More to come…