The Truth Train is once again departing

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Visit Political City; meet fellows like The Orange Orangutan and Frank “Sluggerhand”; see the Eiffel Tower of the jungle; travel in a stream of signs; and other soon to be favourite activities you gain access to through our treasure trove of albums

Welcome. Nice to see you have found your way here. This is a truth called nothing. A few words about what that is.

You can think of a truth called nothing as an independent rock band. Terms like art rock, post-modern stadium rock, alternative rock, or experimental electro prog may be useful. Actually, we are more of a production duo than a band. We play live sometimes, but we usually just share our work through the great collective subconscious. That’s our focus.

Another useful point is that we are like one of those mythic bands that you wish existed, or perhaps like a band in a work of fiction. Like when you read a story and characters talk about this great rock band, that could very well be us. We are quite undiscovered and secret, so you could plausibly have us all to yourself. We could be ”your thing”.

We have new music in the pipeline for release soon. It is part 3 in our EP project. So we’re also relaunching this website. We used to update every week. We probably won’t anymore, but we’ll put things up occasionally. Our influences and interests are varied, so this was always meant to sprawl out in various directions. Lots of the material is about our music, but there are plenty of other things as well. Profoundest philosophy, entertainingest stories, controversialest politics, side-splittingest jokes and whatnot. You can find some categories in the menu above. Try to work it out according to your own comfort level.

That’s pretty much what it is, to sum it up. Find the music at Bandcamp, Spotify and other places. And take a look at the stuff here.

Ask three fellows, special election edition. Would you vote for…

Would you vote for…

Jesus Josefson, carpenter, triple-schizophrenic, freelance saviour and magical wizard

jesus.png…this candidate, mr. Donald Trump? I have been following his political career closely, for I am the light and the glory. I would point out some things, blessed readers, that I have found interesting in my sacredness. First off, mr. Trump wishes to erect a wall to keep out the people of Mexico and to restrict entry into his fine country from people of the most unblessed Muslim faith. Now, you might think that these things are needlessly stringent, but here I disagree, for the meek shall inherit the earth. Continue reading

A Molten Net in Sun (2002)

 

”A direct line of distinctive descent”

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Album cover by Samuel Lundgren

 

So I guess it’s up to me to write this blog post I have just written about our first album. Me and Mr. Sobranie are lifelong companions (not in the gay way) since the baby school. We wanted to start the band and be those big rock stars. The ones from TV. You know? We weren’t allowed to by our stupid friends, most of whom wanted the music to be very hard and tough. The guitars were to be loud; the bass was to just rumble; the drums were to be struck as quickly as possible by the double pedal. Lyrically approved subjects were, in order: Satan, death, the trolls and vikings of the forest, and the debatable power of the moon. It may sound strange to you, young and current reader of today – age of transgender rights and authenticity – but such were the times at that point. We wouldn’t have any of that. We set up two studios (BOF Studio A and B) and created a concept album clocking in at an hour and twenty minutes. We used acoustic guitars instead of electric ones. We employed the drum machine. And we unloaded all our frustrations with society and the human condition onto eighteen songs. Continue reading