Five Years

It's been five years to the day that AC started and a little more than three years since The Casual Distractions started. TCD is going strong, with something big and different in the works. Stay tuned.

Dust Motes

Dust Motes is the latest project from the former members of Amoeba Crunch and The Casual Distractions. It's a full album of shoegazey rock overlaid with succulent electronic goodness.

Preview the entire Dust Motes album at wearedustmotes.com, then head over to iTunes to purchase your CD-quality copy!

You can also follow the latest Dust Motes news on Facebook!

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The Casual Distractions

Amoeba Crunch has teamed up with Instruction Shuttle (aka Lasers Shoot From Our Fangs) to form THE CASUAL DISTRACTIONS. Check us out at http://www.thecasualdistractions.com/. We've posted over 20 hours of electronic improv and counting! Beats, loops, vocoders, filter sweeps, shortwave radios, unidentifiable effects, big squarewave leads: we have it all except the Daft Punk helmets and those are on order. Coming soon: an index to help you find the good bits, like TC quoting the Cure's "Love Song" and JR accidentally sampling radio ads for Budweiser and John McCain. Classic stuff!

The Aleph Null Limited Edition

Aleph Null, catalog number L9 314, is now available in an extremely limited edition of tangible packages. For just ten U.S. dollars you receive an individually numbered, hand stamped CD containing all seven tracks in full quality audio; a unique, handmade, biodegradable CD case constructed from recycled materials; new, extensive liner notes; and an obi band to hold everything together.

You may purchase it from this page using PayPal, which allows you to pay with most credit cards. Available while supplies last.

We are pleased that this package so well reflects the music within. Both have a beautiful, low key, DIY aesthetic that relishes unpredictable human touches. Corners are left rounded off. Edges do not meet at a crisp ninety degrees. There is ample evidence of scissors, fingerprints, and glue. The package was clearly born of a large mess that someone had to clean up.

The Aleph Null special edition is exclusive to amoebacrunch.com.

It's A National Scandal

Many Radio Shack stores no longer stock solderless breadboards. That's like McDonald's not stocking hamburgers, except it's bad.

There is a new Amoeba Crunch release in the works, though not really. That statement will probably be clear in time.

Let's Get Metaphysical

It is obvious a person's consciousness is irrevocably tied to his or her physical body. Consider how these things influence the sense of self. Perhaps you can attest to some by personal experience.

• Too little sleep
• Fasting, or skipping meals
• Shock and confusion after sustaining a serious injury
• Too much alcohol
• Too much coffee
• Legal, mood altering drugs administered by a doctor after surgery
• Legal, mood altering drugs administered by a doctor to treat depression
• Illegal, mood altering drugs administered by yourself
• The adrenaline rush during a confrontation
• Distress caused by physical pain or discomfort
• Delerium due to (oh, let's pick something..) vitamin B12 deficiency
• A stroke
• Alzheimer's disease
• Old age

Some have temporary effects, some permanent, but clearly they all are physical in nature and all affect your "I" (as DRH calls it), some profoundly so. Who am "I" but a particular walking, talking bag of meat? But that begs the question, which "I" would I be without this earthly body in heaven, hell, purgatory, sheol, hades, or jannah?

On the other hand, we are not simply crude masses of atoms. To be strictly reductionist about it, 99% of the human body is composed of just six elements. Yet, some blend of pure oxygen, carbon, nitrogen, phosphorous, hydrogen, and calcium doesn't make me or you. Nor are "you" a result of the specific cells that compose you. The average age of your body's cells is just 10 years. So unless you are rather young (and precocious, reading this -- hey, get your mom's credit card and buy my record), you are not even the "you" you were during the Clinton administration.

So, who are "you" and who am "I"? Science suggests that "we" are nothing more or less than uncommon, persistent patterns of common physical matter. If that isn't pure magic, I don't know what is.