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IN THE BEGINNING...
Somewhere, very far away and very hard to find, there is a planet: Clunes.
Clunes is a beautiful yet turbulent planet. Populated by organisms (Clunes) who live for exactly one day, the life cycle of this globe is inextricably linked with that of its inhabitants. Each day the Clunes wake, work, relax, procreate and then, shortly after nightfall, they die, wiped out in a catastrophic global war. Theirs is a life of infinite chaos, born from their earth to survive only for a fleeting cosmological second, doomed to repeat the pattern into the forever, returning to their earth and repeating, repeating...
The fallout from this intense daily activity echoes through space as waves of vibrational energy or 'radiation' which - until recently - was only detectable by extremely sensitive computerized telescopes. 4 years ago two human beings from Earth - Tom Scott and Dan Bolger - let it be known to the international space community that they can not only sense this radiation but can also interpret it through improvised music. Although they presented their findings to NASA, they received no word back from the Americans. Similar enquiries with the Russians, the Europeans, the Australians, the Indians and the North Koreans yielded no contact, no word. It was as if the whole space community regarded them as joke, a crank, and not worth wasting time with.
It was in 2007 when the pair received communication from the Clunes Corporation, who - unbeknownst to the wider public - had been quietly and diligently researching signals from the planet Clunes since the early 1960s. This band of discredited and disillusioned scientists dropped out of the astronomy 'circuit' (lavish banquets, meetings with world leaders, conferences at Marriot hotels) in favour of a spartan existence stationed in Antarctica, some way off the South Pole.
They invited the "Clunes" to their own annual conference held in this grubby Antarctic Research Centre, where they delivered their findings to a rapt audience of rogue space scientists. Since this momentous meeting, they have established research centres in two locations in the UK, helping co-ordinate international field studies, monitoring general space research and educating the wider populace about this extraordinary planet.
United by this shared goal, the Clunes Corporation and "The Clunes" themselves have since dedicated their lives to translating and sharing the lifes and deaths of this faraway earth, in the hope that one day humanity as a whole will be able, somehow, to make sense of it all.
Clunes is a beautiful yet turbulent planet. Populated by organisms (Clunes) who live for exactly one day, the life cycle of this globe is inextricably linked with that of its inhabitants. Each day the Clunes wake, work, relax, procreate and then, shortly after nightfall, they die, wiped out in a catastrophic global war. Theirs is a life of infinite chaos, born from their earth to survive only for a fleeting cosmological second, doomed to repeat the pattern into the forever, returning to their earth and repeating, repeating...
The fallout from this intense daily activity echoes through space as waves of vibrational energy or 'radiation' which - until recently - was only detectable by extremely sensitive computerized telescopes. 4 years ago two human beings from Earth - Tom Scott and Dan Bolger - let it be known to the international space community that they can not only sense this radiation but can also interpret it through improvised music. Although they presented their findings to NASA, they received no word back from the Americans. Similar enquiries with the Russians, the Europeans, the Australians, the Indians and the North Koreans yielded no contact, no word. It was as if the whole space community regarded them as joke, a crank, and not worth wasting time with.
It was in 2007 when the pair received communication from the Clunes Corporation, who - unbeknownst to the wider public - had been quietly and diligently researching signals from the planet Clunes since the early 1960s. This band of discredited and disillusioned scientists dropped out of the astronomy 'circuit' (lavish banquets, meetings with world leaders, conferences at Marriot hotels) in favour of a spartan existence stationed in Antarctica, some way off the South Pole.
They invited the "Clunes" to their own annual conference held in this grubby Antarctic Research Centre, where they delivered their findings to a rapt audience of rogue space scientists. Since this momentous meeting, they have established research centres in two locations in the UK, helping co-ordinate international field studies, monitoring general space research and educating the wider populace about this extraordinary planet.
United by this shared goal, the Clunes Corporation and "The Clunes" themselves have since dedicated their lives to translating and sharing the lifes and deaths of this faraway earth, in the hope that one day humanity as a whole will be able, somehow, to make sense of it all.
LIVE PERFORMANCE DOWNLOADS!!
Here you can download MP3's of our live performances.
Originally recorded using SONY MICROCASSETTE-CORDER M-450. Click the links to start download.
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/LIVE AT KLINKER, Tottenham Chances, London, Friday 28/11/2008:-
+CLUNES LIVE, Bodrum Cafe, London, 5/6/2008
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LIVE AT KLINKER, Salisbury Hotel, London, Friday 1/2/2008
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CLUNES LIVE, Public Life, London, 2/5/2007
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LIVE AT KLINKER, Ivy House Pub, Nunhead, London, still trying to find out the date.....
+CLUNES LIVE [RECORDED BACK AT HALF SPEED], Pool Bar, London, again...no date yet.
ABOUT OUR HEADER
It's by Tim Hill, whose blog is here
i wanna watch this but i'm scared
ReplyDeletewill it be OK?
ReplyDeletepossibly not. it's not so much a flashing image as an undulating one, but it does mess with your eyes. Your call. At your own risk. The Clunes Corporation accepts no responsibility for loss, theft, damage, etc....
ReplyDeletefuckin great track ;)
ReplyDeletewho needs pills, i am trancing around my front room, with the love of a million people coarsing through my naturally high veins.
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