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Bone Wires
The title, Bone Wires, combines the organic with the mechanical, symbolizing the deep integration of technology into the human experience. It evokes a visceral image of something fundamental, like bones, intertwined with the artificial, like wires, suggesting that technology has not just altered the world but has become part of our very essence. It captures the dark, poetic tension between the physical and the digital, the struggle for autonomy within a mechanized existence, and the haunting persistence of the industrial force shaping the individual.
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The Mix
Bone Wires is a seamless club mix of 20 tracks, fused into a single, uninterrupted experience—just like you’d feel in the late-night haze of Medusa’s dance-floor. This isn’t a collection of standalone tracks; it’s meant to be absorbed as a whole, where each moment flows naturally into the next. All tracks are in D minor and the tempo is 115 BPM, for continuity of the mix, and typical of 1989 Chicago Industrial music. The mix was designed to mirror the rhythm and energy of those unforgettable nights—no breaks, no interruptions, just an unrelenting pulse from start to finish. Those who were there will remember it all. Those who did not have the pleasure, think of it as a sonic journey, a continuous thread connecting every beat, every layer, every spark of inspiration. Bone Wires is the sound of the night as one living, breathing entity.
Tracks/Lyrics
01 Bone Wires
“Song Style” Text Prompt: (’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
A dark, mechanical pulse builds, creating tension as organic and industrial elements interlock, forging a powerful opening.
Verse 1
Cables carve through skin and bone,
A world of metal, flesh alone,
Through the silence, voices scream,
Trapped within a fractured dream.
Verse 2
Rivers flow of rusted veins,
Where blood and current break their chains,
A whisper echoes deep inside,
Where secrets in the wires hide.
Verse 3
No more whispers, just the hum,
The pulse of machines, deaf and dumb,
A soul dissolves into the spark,
Wound tight, lost within the dark.
Verse 4
Wires tangled in a twisted trance,
A dance of death, a cold advance,
The end is near, the lines will burn,
And still, the gears will twist and turn.
Bridge
Beneath the skin, beneath the wire,
A heart beats slow, a dying fire,
In circuits cold, in endless streams,
We live, we die in shattered dreams.
Chorus
Bone wires, bone wires,
Cut through the flesh, ignite the fire,
Bone wires, bone wires,
Lost to the pulse, lost to the wires.
02 Iron Hands on Flesh
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
A forceful, rhythmic clash between body and machine, creating a sensation of struggle with pounding, abrasive percussions.
Verse 1
Cold iron crushes fragile skin,
Beneath the weight, the madness spins,
Hands of steel that never tire,
Pulling threads from the darkest fire.
Verse 2
Flesh and metal, bound in pain,
In the shadows, we remain,
Struggling under constant weight,
Controlled by hands we can’t escape.
Verse 3
The grip tightens, blood runs dry,
No more tears, no more cry,
Underneath, the systems break,
We fight but cannot overtake.
Verse 4
Iron hands that hold us tight,
Clutching life, then stealing light,
In their grasp, we twist and tear,
Caught in chains, we can’t repair.
Bridge
Underneath the steel and bone,
A whispered cry, a muffled tone,
In the dark, we twist and burn,
A sacrifice we can’t return.
Chorus
Iron hands, iron hands,
Gripping flesh in cold command,
Iron hands, iron hands,
Squeeze the life, steal the land.
03 Falling Through the Abyss
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
Atmospheric layers build unease, pulling the listener into the psychological descent with fluctuating, distorted frequencies.
Verse 1
Into the void, we lose our sight,
Falling deeper through endless night,
A pull so strong, it drags us down,
A hollow scream without a sound.
Verse 2
Gravity’s grip, a cold embrace,
Fingers clutch at empty space,
The world below begins to fade,
A fractured mind, alone, betrayed.
Verse 3
The depths are calling, come and fall,
Into the dark, beyond it all,
Where shadows shift and time erodes,
We drown in silence, where it goes.
Verse 4
No way out, no way to rise,
Falling through a web of lies,
Caught in the spin, we break and bend,
As the fall has no end.
Bridge
In the abyss, we lose our form,
Nothing left but endless storm,
Falling slow, or is it fast?
We drift in shadows, too far to last.
Chorus
Falling, falling through the abyss,
Endless dark, a deadly kiss,
Falling, falling, can’t resist,
Into the void, we fade in bliss.
04 Echoes in the Ruins
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
Haunting echoes reverberate, as industrial soundscapes dissolve into decayed fragments, all underpinned by a relentless driving rhythm.
Verse 1
Crumbled walls, forgotten streets,
Whispers lost where shadows meet,
Echoes bleed into the air,
Screaming truths that no one’s there.
Verse 2
Shattered glass and broken stone,
Memories of lives once known,
The dust still hangs where time once stood,
A ruin’s voice misunderstood.
Verse 3
The past is gone, yet it remains,
A presence thick with ancient chains,
In every crack, in every scar,
Echoes call from places far.
Verse 4
The wind that blows, a mournful sound,
Lost to earth and never found,
Echoes rise from shattered years,
Carrying with them endless fears.
Bridge
In the ruins, all things fall,
Echoes whisper, through it all,
In the silence, all things break,
Nothing left but what we take.
Chorus
Echoes in the ruins, endless cries,
Screams of sorrow that never die,
Echoes in the ruins, we can’t see,
A voice that calls but never frees.
05 Fractured Circuits
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
Broken melodies fragment into sharp, dissonant textures, reflecting the collapse of technology’s hold over the self.
Verse 1
Cracked connections, sparks ignite,
Flicker in the endless night,
Data lost, the signal fades,
Chasing ghosts through wired graves.
Verse 2
Broken paths and shattered wires,
Fragments of forgotten fires,
A pulse that stutters, stumbles, dies,
No voice left, no compromise.
Verse 3
The current wanes, the power fades,
Systems crash in silent raids,
Fractured circuits, lost in space,
A void we cannot re-embrace.
Verse 4
Corrupted code, the lines collapse,
Lost within the mind’s relapse,
The circuits scream but none can hear,
A dying code, a vanishing fear.
Bridge
Glitches in the broken sky,
Circuits scream, but none reply,
Wires twist and cables burn,
In fractured circuits, we return.
Chorus
Fractured circuits, lost in time,
Pulse of chaos, a broken rhyme,
Fractured circuits, lost inside,
In shattered code, we cannot hide.
06 Hollow Eyes, Silent Hearts
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
A somber exploration of artificial emotion, with heavy synths and distorted vocals underscoring the mechanical isolation.
Verse 1
Hollow eyes that never see,
Gaze through glass, yet never free,
A beating heart that’s made of steel,
Silent whispers, no soul to feel.
Verse 2
A thousand voices, none to speak,
Cold and distant, feeling weak,
Mechanical pulse, a hollow sound,
Living but never found.
Verse 3
Cold hands reach but never touch,
Empty echoes, hearts so much,
Wires pulse, but there’s no spark,
A soul that fades, lost in the dark.
Verse 4
Silent hearts that cannot cry,
Frozen in a world that denies,
Hollow eyes, devoid of care,
In this silence, nothing’s there.
Bridge
The circuits hum, the wires sing,
A lonely soul without a wing,
Chasing echoes, living lies,
Behind the hollow, silent eyes.
Chorus
Hollow eyes, silent hearts,
Torn apart, never to restart,
Hollow eyes, silent hearts,
Lost forever in the dark.
07 Whispers from the Void
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
Whispers become growing, ominous pulses, reflecting an existential voice calling from the unknown, threatening to consume.
Verse 1
Whispers linger in the dark,
A distant sound, a fading spark,
Voices call from places deep,
Where silence stirs, and shadows creep.
Verse 2
Faint at first, then louder still,
A growing pulse, a force of will,
A presence near, it starts to grow,
A voice unknown, it calls below.
Verse 3
The air is thick, the pulse is near,
A trembling breath, a creeping fear,
The whispers hum, they claw and bite,
Threatening to consume the night.
Verse 4
Echoes stretch and tear the seams,
The void devours all our dreams,
A shadow whispers, cold and wide,
In the darkness, we must hide.
Bridge
Whispers rising, hearts collide,
In the void, we cannot hide,
Pulled beneath, we lose the fight,
Caught between the dark and light.
Chorus
Whispers from the void, they creep,
Into your mind, they crawl and seep,
Whispers from the void, they bind,
All that you are, all that you find.
08 Caged in Glass
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
Glassy, crystalline sound textures clash with hard, industrial beats, as the sense of being trapped within transparent confines intensifies.
Verse 1
Trapped inside this glassy cage,
A world reflected, yet estranged,
Transparent walls that block the light,
Fading into endless night.
Verse 2
Crystalline whispers cut the air,
A silent scream, a vacant stare,
I reach but never touch the glass,
A prisoner in a world that’s passed.
Verse 3
The edges blur, the walls close in,
A fractured mind, where do I begin?
The silence echoes, sharp and clear,
Trapped inside, consumed by fear.
Verse 4
Shattered pieces, shards of soul,
Caught in the trap, it takes its toll,
A cage so clear, yet so profound,
I cannot escape, I cannot drown.
Bridge
Glass and steel, they intertwine,
In this prison, I’m confined,
The pressure builds, the cracks expand,
Caged in glass, I make my stand.
Chorus
Caged in glass, I cannot flee,
Trapped inside, I cease to be,
Caged in glass, I’m lost, I’m caught,
In this prison, forever wrought.
09 When Flesh Meets Steel
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
Aggressive percussion and deep, metallic sounds combine as human and machine merge in a physical confrontation.
Verse 1
Flesh meets steel, a violent clash,
Blood and iron, sparks that flash,
The human heart begins to race,
As metal moves to take its place.
Verse 2
Muscles strain, the gears turn fast,
A struggle born from the past,
In the heat, the skin will tear,
As machines and men both dare.
Verse 3
Hands that bleed, but do not stop,
The rhythm pounds, the pulses drop,
Flesh and metal, fused as one,
A battle fought but never won.
Verse 4
The cold embrace, the final strike,
Human will begins to like,
A world where steel and skin collide,
And neither can escape the tide.
Bridge
A force so pure, a clash of might,
Flesh and steel in endless fight,
No surrender, no retreat,
When flesh meets steel, the world depletes.
Chorus
When flesh meets steel, there’s no escape,
Bound by chains we cannot break,
When flesh meets steel, we stand as one,
A battle lost, yet never done.
10 Alone Beneath the Stars
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
A melancholic atmosphere permeates, offering the protagonist’s isolation amidst the cold void of space, softened with subtle, ethereal synths.
Verse 1
Silent winds that never cry,
Alone beneath the endless sky,
Stars that burn but never speak,
A void so vast, it makes me weak.
Verse 2
Cold as stone, the darkness creeps,
Where silence reigns, and time it sleeps,
I drift alone, no light, no guide,
In this cosmos, I collide.
Verse 3
The stars above, they seem so near,
But all I feel is endless fear,
A spark that fades, a flame that dies,
Beneath the stars, no soul replies.
Verse 4
Weightless thoughts that never land,
A distant echo, grains of sand,
In the cold, I start to fade,
Alone beneath the stars, betrayed.
Bridge
The galaxies, they pull me in,
A drift that’s endless, where to begin?
Alone I fall, alone I stay,
In the dark, I lose my way.
Chorus
Alone beneath the stars, I fall,
No light to guide, no voice to call,
Alone beneath the stars, I weep,
Lost in the void, in endless sleep.
11 Skin of Wire
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
Evolving textures of synthetic wire and human pulse clash, symbolizing the fusion of flesh and technology in a dissonant, yet rhythmic union.
Verse 1
Beneath the skin, the wire grows,
A pulse that hums, a current flows,
Metal veins and flesh entwine,
In this body, I redefine.
Verse 2
Sparks that dance beneath my skin,
A cold embrace, a pulse within,
Wires curl, they bind my soul,
Flesh and tech, now in control.
Verse 3
The wire sings a bitter tune,
A song of life beneath the moon,
In every nerve, in every thread,
I am both living and dead.
Verse 4
Flesh and wire, bound in strife,
A clash of worlds inside this life,
Skin of wire, heart of flame,
In this fusion, we’re all the same.
Bridge
The hum becomes a twisted scream,
Flesh and wire—what does it mean?
We merge, we fight, we break the line,
In this skin, we redefine.
Chorus
Skin of wire, heart of pulse,
Flesh and tech in sweet convulse,
Skin of wire, we become,
A fusion lost, a war begun.
12 Roots in Ashes
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
Percussive, grinding noise and harsh drones reflect a world in decay, where everything built is slowly eroded and destroyed.
Verse 1
Crumbled stone and rusted steel,
The remnants of a broken feel,
Beneath the ground, the roots decay,
In the ashes, life fades away.
Verse 2
The dust clouds rise and choke the sky,
A world that burns, yet will not die,
Grinding noise, a constant ache,
From the ashes, all things break.
Verse 3
Once we built, once we thrived,
Now we wander, lost, deprived,
Our hands are stained with what we’ve done,
The war is lost, but still we run.
Verse 4
Roots in ashes, deep they go,
Where the fire can’t quell the flow,
Decay consumes, the earth still cries,
Beneath the ruins, silence lies.
Bridge
The weight of time will tear us down,
The ashes rise, they choke the crown,
We built, we fell, we built again,
But in the end, the roots remain.
Chorus
Roots in ashes, we remain,
Bound by loss, bound by pain,
Roots in ashes, life will cease,
In the fire, we find our peace.
13 Tomorrow’s Ghosts
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
A spectral presence haunts, as fading rhythms represent the collapse of tomorrow, leaving only empty echoes of what could have been.
Verse 1
Echoes linger in the air,
Shadows stretch from everywhere,
Fading rhythms mark the fall,
Tomorrow’s ghosts, they haunt us all.
Verse 2
What could have been is now erased,
A future lost, a hollow trace,
The beats grow faint, the silence near,
Tomorrow’s whispers disappear.
Verse 3
Faint and cold, they pass me by,
The ghosts of days that never lie,
Their whispers die, their footsteps fade,
In the dark, their souls betrayed.
Verse 4
I reach for light, but none remains,
Only shadows, only chains,
Tomorrow’s promise slips away,
A ghostly echo of the day.
Bridge
The rhythm falls, the pulse is gone,
The ghosts still linger, still they spawn,
Tomorrow’s promise fades to black,
No hope remains, there’s no turning back.
Chorus
Tomorrow’s ghosts, they will not leave,
Their hollow echoes weave and grieve,
Tomorrow’s ghosts, they haunt the past,
A fading dream that couldn’t last.
14 The Pulse of Iron and Blood
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
The thumping pulse of life and technology merge, unrelenting and vital, reflecting the protagonist’s duality between humanity and machine.
Verse 1
Iron veins, blood that flows,
A pulse that beats, a fire that grows,
Flesh and metal intertwine,
A rhythm forged, a force divine.
Verse 2
The heart is steel, the mind is flesh,
A fusion forged from fire and mesh,
Breathing life into the night,
The pulse of iron, burning bright.
Verse 3
Underneath, the circuits hum,
The beating heart, the whirring drum,
A life that cannot be undone,
The pulse of both—forever one.
Verse 4
Iron hands, blood-stained face,
The clash of worlds we must embrace,
No turning back, no turning free,
The pulse of iron, the blood of me.
Bridge
Unyielding, the rhythm never dies,
As steel and blood begin to rise,
The pulse becomes a roaring tide,
A force we cannot fight or hide.
Chorus
The pulse of iron and blood, it calls,
Through every rise and every fall,
The pulse of iron, the pulse of life,
A rhythm cut by endless strife.
15 The Flame That Whispers
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
A distant, flickering rebellion sparks amidst the monotony, with a steady, industrial rhythm that gradually intensifies with defiance.
Verse 1
In the silence, sparks are born,
A flicker caught, a soul reborn,
A spark of fire, a faint desire,
The flame that whispers, rising higher.
Verse 2
It trembles soft beneath the weight,
A growing force that can’t abate,
Flickers turn to steady flame,
A rebel’s heart will not be tamed.
Verse 3
Through the dark, it calls my name,
The quiet burn, the rising flame,
The whispers turn to cries of rage,
A fire’s born to break the cage.
Verse 4
The rhythm pounds, the fire swells,
A quiet rage no longer dwells,
The whispers roar, the flame ignites,
A rebel’s heart to claim the nights.
Bridge
The rhythm grows, the fire bends,
From quiet spark, a fire sends,
A flicker turns to roaring flame,
The whispers rise, and none remain.
Chorus
The flame that whispers, now it screams,
Breaking through the shattered seams,
The flame that whispers, can’t be still,
A rebellion born against the will.
16 Binary Hearts
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
The mechanical yet hollow nature of love is explored through binary rhythms and detached vocals, creating an emotionally sterile atmosphere.
Verse 1
Wires pulse, but hearts don’t beat,
A love that’s cold, a love complete,
In zeros, ones, our fates align,
A fractured love, no soul to find.
Verse 2
Disconnected, we drift apart,
Binary code replaces heart,
No warmth, no touch, no steady flame,
Just pulses that will call our name.
Verse 3
I reach for you, but feel no skin,
In binary, we’ll never win,
The silence screams, the numbers fall,
In this love, we’ve lost it all.
Verse 4
Flesh and code, we overlap,
In endless loops, a hollow trap,
Your voice is faint, your touch is cold,
In binary, love’s bought and sold.
Bridge
The rhythm hums, a hollow tune,
A love that’s gone, too late, too soon,
We live, we die, in endless streams,
Binary hearts with shattered dreams.
Chorus
Binary hearts, we are alone,
Our love replaced, our minds overthrown,
Binary hearts, no warmth, no breath,
We love in silence, we die in death.
17 Choking on Static
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
A dense, suffocating static rises, as overwhelming distortion clouds the mind, leading to a feeling of being drowned by the digital noise.
Verse 1
A hum that fills the empty space,
A storm that rattles, a blurred face,
Distortion cracks the air, it bleeds,
Choking on static, the mind recedes.
Verse 2
Waves that crash, the noise consumes,
A constant thrum, a mind that fumes,
In every breath, the static calls,
I drown within these crushing walls.
Verse 3
The air is thick, I cannot breathe,
The noise devours, I cannot leave,
I scream, but no one hears my cry,
Choking on static, I’m bound to die.
Verse 4
The static’s weight, it pulls me down,
I’m drowning in a deafening sound,
A twisted hum, a fractured mind,
In static’s grip, I’m lost, confined.
Bridge
The buzzing grows, it fills my head,
I’m choked, I’m lost, I’m almost dead,
The sound it rises, tearing through,
Choking on static, I’m consumed by you.
Chorus
Choking on static, can’t you see?
This noise will burn the life from me,
Choking on static, I can’t breathe,
The silence calls, but I can’t leave.
18 No Rest for the Tired
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
Relentless rhythm and harsh, repetitive patterns symbolize the exhaustion of the protagonist, caught in an unending cycle of toil and resistance.
Verse 1
The beat it pounds, it never stops,
My body aches, the rhythm drops,
I push, I strain, I cannot flee,
No rest for the tired, none for me.
Verse 2
The gears they turn, my hands are raw,
A cycle of toil without a flaw,
The rhythm’s harsh, it pulls me down,
A weary slave, no light, no crown.
Verse 3
I fight, I fall, I rise again,
But weariness is my only friend,
The drum it beats, the work persists,
No rest for the tired in this abyss.
Verse 4
My soul is spent, my spirit breaks,
But still the rhythm never shakes,
I struggle on, but never win,
No rest for the tired, locked within.
Bridge
The pulse is cruel, it holds me tight,
A never-ending day, a sleepless night,
I fight the grind, but can’t escape,
No rest for the tired, bound by fate.
Chorus
No rest for the tired, no peace to find,
The rhythm’s iron, it chains my mind,
No rest for the tired, the struggle’s real,
A ceaseless war I cannot heal.
19 Fragments of the Self
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
A gradual disintegration of coherent sound, fractured melodies and rhythms mirror the collapse of identity and the loss of self.
Verse 1
Shattered echoes, broken tones,
A fractured mind, a heart that’s prone,
The pieces fall, the rhythm slips,
The self dissolves in trembling bits.
Verse 2
The pulse is faint, the sound is split,
A shattered mirror, none can fit,
Lost in parts that cannot hold,
The self unravels, growing cold.
Verse 3
The beat decays, the melodies fade,
An empty song that cannot be made,
The soul disbanded, drifting free,
Fragments of the self, a mystery.
Verse 4
The pieces break, the mind divides,
A quiet scream that no one hides,
The rhythm cracks, the voice is lost,
Fragments of the self, the final cost.
Bridge
The fragments fall, the pieces break,
The self is gone, it cannot wake,
A silent void where once I stood,
Fragments scattered, misunderstood.
Chorus
Fragments of the self, so frail,
A broken soul, a fading trail,
Fragments of the self, lost in space,
The pieces scatter, time erases grace.
20 The Hand That Pulls the Strings
(’80s Chicago Industrial, BPM: 115, Key: D minor)
A mechanical, controlling force pulsates, reflecting the realization of external manipulation, as the rhythm tightens into an inevitable conclusion.
Verse 1
A tremor in the air, a steady pull,
Invisible hands, the grasp is full,
The rhythm sharpens, tightens, binds,
The strings are pulled, no peace, no minds.
Verse 2
The hand it moves, a steady force,
I dance upon its twisted course,
Each beat commands, each pulse demands,
I cannot fight, I understand.
Verse 3
The strings grow taut, the rhythm’s cruel,
A puppet trapped within the rule,
The hand that pulls, the chains that bind,
The self is lost, the will confined.
Verse 4
I scream, I fight, but cannot break,
The hand pulls tighter, makes me quake,
The final turn, the last command,
I am no more, no longer stand.
Bridge
The force, it grows, it takes its toll,
A crushing weight upon my soul,
The hand pulls tight, the end is near,
No escape, no hope, no fear.
Chorus
The hand that pulls the strings, it calls,
A final breath, a shattered thrall,
The hand that pulls, I fall in line,
The rhythm ends, it’s not mine.
This structure ensures that all the pieces flow together seamlessly, with each part contributing to the unified industrial atmosphere while maintaining individual moments of intensity, tension, and emotional exploration.
Steel and Song: A Journey Through the Industrial Beat
In the heart of Chicago’s South Side, beneath a tangle of train tracks and flickering streetlights, lived Erynn Basara. She had grown up feeling invisible, a Latina woman navigating the margins of a city that often overlooked those like her. But she was a dreamer, carrying melodies in her head even as she walked through the clamor of her surroundings.
Erynn’s introduction to industrial music came unexpectedly. She had been working a late shift at a small diner near the edge of downtown when one of the regulars handed her a cassette. “It’s not everyone’s vibe,” they said, with a smirk. “But I think you’ll feel it.” On the label, scrawled in black marker, were the words: Bone Wires.
That night, in her tiny apartment, Erynn slipped on her headphones and pressed play. What emerged was unlike anything she had ever heard—a collision of mechanical beats, distorted guitars, and haunting vocal melodies that felt both alien and familiar. The rhythms seemed to echo the city’s pulse: the clanging of machinery in distant factories, the rumble of the El trains overhead, and the whispered struggles of people who lived in its shadow.
The music consumed her, resonating with her own experiences. For the first time, she felt a genre of music that mirrored her inner world—the grit of survival, the beauty in the broken, and the defiance of existing on her own terms. It wasn’t just sound; it was a call to action.
Erynn began writing. At first, it was just lines scribbled on napkins during her shifts, inspired by the industrial chaos around her. The hiss of steam from coffee machines, the rhythmic slamming of orders on the counter, and the hum of fluorescent lights became part of her creative process. She started experimenting with beats and loops on a secondhand drum machine she found at a pawn shop. Her songs were raw, infused with fragments of her identity—her faith, her queerness, her struggles, and her dreams.
One day, she stumbled across an open mic night at a club called Medusa’s. The venue was dark and moody, with walls pulsing to the hypnotic beats of industrial music. It was intimidating, yet Erynn felt at home. When she performed her first track—a spoken-word piece layered over metallic rhythms—the crowd erupted. She wasn’t just heard; she was felt.
That night, a representative from TATANKA approached her. The corporation had been fostering talent in the underground music scene, using their resources to empower artists who pushed boundaries. “Your sound,” they said, “is the future. Let us help amplify your voice.”
Erynn joined TATANKA’s artist residency program, where she was given access to state-of-the-art equipment and a platform to hone her craft. But what set TATANKA apart was their mission: to use technology not to erase identity but to celebrate and amplify it. They encouraged her to weave her heritage, spirituality, and personal narrative into her music, creating a sound that was uniquely hers.
Years later, Erynn stood on the stage at Chicago’s Millenium Park during a citywide festival. Her debut album, Resonance Reclaimed, had become a rallying cry for the marginalized, a fusion of industrial beats and soulful storytelling that spoke to resilience and defiance. She introduced her final song of the night—a collaboration with TATANKA called Pulse of the Forgotten.
“This song,” she said, her voice steady but charged with emotion, “is for everyone who’s ever felt like their voice didn’t matter. For the ones who live in the shadows but carry light within them. This is our story.”
Takeaway
Erynn’s journey shows how art and technology can intersect to empower voices often left unheard. By embracing her unique identity and using industrial music as her medium, she turned the chaos of her environment into a source of strength and creativity.
Her story serves as a reminder that innovation is most powerful when it uplifts and amplifies diverse narratives. Erynn’s path, supported by TATANKA, highlights the importance of creating spaces where marginalized voices can thrive, using music and technology to forge connections and inspire change.
Summary
The text centers on TATANKA, a corporation promoting the work of marginalized artists, using AI and technology to amplify their voices. It features a detailed description of an AI-generated 1989 industrial music album, Bone Wires, with lyrics and track descriptions, showcasing a dystopian theme exploring the intersection of humanity and technology. The narrative also highlights the story of Erynn Basara, a Latina artist whose work is featured by TATANKA, illustrating how the corporation uses technology to empower underrepresented artists. Finally, quotes from Sitting Bull emphasize a philosophy of environmental and human interconnectedness, aligning with TATANKA’s mission.
BRIEFING DOCUMENT: TATANKA’s “Bone Wires” (1989)
Subject: Analysis of (AI Gen) TATANKA’s “Bone Wires” (1989) and Related Context
1. Introduction:
This document analyzes the provided excerpts focusing on “(AI Gen) TATANKA’s “Bone Wires” (1989),” a 1989-style Chicago Industrial music mix, its accompanying lyrics, and a fictionalized backstory. This project seems to be a component of the larger TATANKA initiative which focuses on themes of technology, identity, and social justice. The “Bone Wires” mix explores the integration of technology with humanity through the lens of industrial music, offering a dystopian perspective.
2. Key Themes and Concepts:
- Integration of Technology and Humanity: The central theme of “Bone Wires” is the fusion of organic and mechanical elements. The title itself symbolizes this with “bone wires”, suggesting that technology is becoming intrinsic to human essence, not just external. “The title, Bone Wires, combines the organic with the mechanical, symbolizing the deep integration of technology into the human experience. It evokes a visceral image of something fundamental, like bones, intertwined with the artificial, like wires, suggesting that technology has not just altered the world but has become part of our very essence.”
- Dystopian View of Technology: The lyrics and descriptions paint a dark, often disturbing picture of this integration. There’s a sense of loss of autonomy, of being controlled and consumed by technology and industrial processes. Words like “trapped,” “fractured,” “twisted,” and “lost” appear frequently, highlighting the negative consequences of this merger.
- “Cables carve through skin and bone, / A world of metal, flesh alone”
- “A soul dissolves into the spark, / Wound tight, lost within the dark.”
- “Iron hands that hold us tight, / Clutching life, then stealing light”
- The Struggle for Autonomy: Within this mechanized existence, a theme of struggle and resistance emerges, especially in the later tracks. There is a sense of fighting against this control despite the odds. Tracks such as “The Flame That Whispers,” suggests a flicker of hope, a rebellion against the dominant forces.
- “The whispers turn to cries of rage,/A fire’s born to break the cage.”
- “A tremor in the air, a steady pull,/Invisible hands, the grasp is full”
- Exploration of Identity: The lyrics and accompanying story showcase a struggle to define one’s identity amidst this technological integration, and the dehumanizing nature of technology. There are elements of the loss of self and the fragmentation of identity.
- “Fractured circuits, lost in time,/ Pulse of chaos, a broken rhyme.”
- “Fragments of the self, so frail, / A broken soul, a fading trail,”
- Mechanical vs. Organic: The mix emphasizes the tension between the cold, mechanical world and the fragile human body. This is reflected in the descriptions of the sound and lyrical content. The percussive sounds, metallic textures, and lyrics all underscore the dominance of machinery.
- The Rhythms of Industrial Chicago: The mix is specifically placed in the context of 1989 Chicago Industrial music. This is likely an allusion to the cultural and societal atmosphere of that time. The rhythmic and repetitive nature of the music mirrors the industrial pulse and conveys the feeling of relentless labor. The text reads “The mix was designed to mirror the rhythm and energy of those unforgettable nights—no breaks, no interruptions, just an unrelenting pulse from start to finish.”
- Erynn’s Story and Empowerment: The accompanying story of Erynn Basara highlights TATANKA’s mission to empower marginalized voices. Erynn’s journey from feeling “invisible” to becoming a celebrated artist mirrors TATANKA’s commitment to inclusivity. The text says “By embracing her unique identity and using industrial music as her medium, she turned the chaos of her environment into a source of strength and creativity.”
- TATANKA’s Larger Mission: The references to TATANKA’s artist residency program and their mission to “use technology not to erase identity but to celebrate and amplify it” show that “Bone Wires” is not an isolated artistic project but part of a broader social vision. TATANKA seems to be focusing on using art and technology to empower marginalized communities.
- Matriarchal lens TATANKA’s page references this theme in “Step into Kathmandu through Matriarchal Lens with ‘Ajima and 6 Gender Identities.” and also “Matriarchies Rising: A Quiet Rebellion for Humanity’s Survival.” This is another element of the company’s values and mission, with an emphasis on feminine power structures and social roles.
- Indigenous wisdom: This theme is referenced in “Aligning with Global Indigenous Wisdom: A Path to a Sustainable Future” which is also part of their mission to highlight and center marginalized communities and voices in technology and the arts.
3. Music and Lyrical Analysis:
- Style and Structure: The mix is presented as a continuous, seamless experience of 20 tracks. The consistency of key (D minor) and tempo (115 BPM) throughout reinforces the industrial and repetitive nature of the sound.
- Lyric Themes: The lyrics are dark, poetic, and often metaphorical, delving into themes of technological integration, loss of control, internal conflict, and the struggle for identity. Each track explores a facet of this overall theme. The text notes “This structure ensures that all the pieces flow together seamlessly, with each part contributing to the unified industrial atmosphere while maintaining individual moments of intensity, tension, and emotional exploration.”
- Sound Design: The descriptions emphasize the use of heavy synths, distorted vocals, abrasive percussions, and layered atmospheric textures to create a feeling of unease and tension. There’s a focus on metallic, mechanical, and dissonant sounds.
- For example, “Cold iron crushes fragile skin,Beneath the weight, the madness spins” from Iron Hands on Flesh
- Another example “Cracked connections, sparks ignite, Flicker in the endless night” from Fractured Circuits
4. Key Quotes:
- “The title, Bone Wires , combines the organic with the mechanical, symbolizing the deep integration of technology into the human experience.”
- “This isn’t a collection of standalone tracks; it’s meant to be absorbed as a whole, where each moment flows naturally into the next.”
- “The mix was designed to mirror the rhythm and energy of those unforgettable nights—no breaks, no interruptions, just an unrelenting pulse from start to finish.”
- “Your sound,” they said, “is the future. Let us help amplify your voice.”
- “Erynn’s journey shows how art and technology can intersect to empower voices often left unheard.”
5. Potential Implications:
- Social Commentary: “Bone Wires” serves as a social commentary on the potential dangers of unchecked technological advancement and the importance of human connection. It highlights the risk of dehumanization and the need to retain our humanity in an increasingly technological world.
- Art as Resistance: The project underscores the power of art, especially music, as a form of resistance and a tool for expressing marginalized perspectives. It celebrates the ability of creative expression to transform suffering and oppression into empowerment.
- Importance of Inclusivity: The story of Erynn emphasizes that innovation and progress must include all voices, especially those often overlooked or marginalized. It underscores TATANKA’s commitment to using technology and resources to amplify diverse perspectives.
- Future of Technology: The themes explored in this project make the viewer consider the direction of technological advancements and the way they integrate with, or replace, human experiences.
6. Conclusion:
“(AI Gen) TATANKA’s “Bone Wires” (1989)” is a complex and layered project that utilizes the genre of industrial music to explore the complex relationship between humanity and technology. It’s a dystopian vision, yet it emphasizes the importance of resisting control, embracing diversity, and finding empowerment through creativity and connection, all within the framework of TATANKA’s larger mission. The project might be an exercise in imagining how technology may interface with marginalized people in the near future.
FAQ
What is the meaning behind the title “Bone Wires” and how does it reflect the themes of the album?
The title “Bone Wires” combines the organic and the mechanical, symbolizing the integration of technology into the human experience. It suggests that technology has become deeply intertwined with our very essence, like bones intertwined with wires. The album explores the tension between the physical and the digital, the struggle for autonomy within a mechanized existence, and the persistence of industrial forces in shaping individuals.
How does the mix of the album “Bone Wires” contribute to the overall experience for the listener?
“Bone Wires” is designed as a seamless club mix, intended to be experienced as a whole, with each moment flowing into the next. The continuous nature of the mix, with tracks in the same key (D minor) and tempo (115 BPM), mirrors the rhythm and energy of a late-night dance floor. The listener is meant to be absorbed by the uninterrupted flow, experiencing the album as one living, breathing entity.
The lyrics in “Bone Wires” often depict a struggle against technology. Can you give examples of how this is expressed?
The lyrics use strong imagery of metal and flesh, often depicting the body as being controlled or overtaken by machines. In “Bone Wires,” lines like “Cables carve through skin and bone,” and “Lost to the pulse, lost to the wires,” illustrate this conflict. Similarly, “Iron Hands on Flesh” details the “struggle under constant weight, controlled by hands we can’t escape,” and “Skin of Wire” explores a fusion of human and tech.
How does the music in “Bone Wires” reflect the sounds and atmosphere of 1980s Chicago Industrial music?
The music uses elements typical of 1980s Chicago Industrial music, such as driving, relentless rhythms, heavy percussions, distorted sounds, and dissonant textures. This creates a dark and often aggressive soundscape that mirrors the industrial environment of the city. The songs use these to explore themes of alienation, control, and societal decay.
Who is Erynn Basara and how does her story connect to the mission of TATANKA?
Erynn Basara is a Latina artist who found her voice through industrial music. Growing up in the margins of Chicago, she experienced the themes of struggle and defiance found in the genre. TATANKA saw Erynn’s potential and gave her access to resources and a platform to hone her craft while encouraging her to weave her heritage and spirituality into her music. TATANKA’s mission is to empower artists, particularly those from marginalized communities, by using technology to celebrate and amplify their unique identities.
What is TATANKA’s mission, and how is it exemplified in their work with artists like Erynn Basara?
TATANKA’s mission is to use technology not to erase but to amplify identity. They seek to empower marginalized artists by providing them with the tools and resources to develop their craft. They encourage artists to weave their unique backgrounds, heritage, spirituality, and personal narratives into their art. TATANKA’s collaboration with Erynn embodies this mission, using music and technology to uplift and inspire social change.
How does TATANKA incorporate Indigenous wisdom and values into its approach to technology and art?
Although the provided sources don’t explicitly detail how TATANKA incorporates Indigenous wisdom, they repeatedly mention themes related to inclusivity, diversity, and empowerment that are often at the heart of many Indigenous values. The mission statement of the site seems to be grounded in using technology in a way that is not extractive, but rather empowering. The multiple references to matriarchal leadership are also a nod to indigenous value systems.
What broader social themes and messages are conveyed through “Bone Wires” and the narrative surrounding it?
“Bone Wires” conveys themes of struggle against technological overreach, the loss of identity in a mechanized world, and the human search for autonomy and meaning. The album also highlights the experience of those living on the margins of society, the struggle to be heard, and the importance of using art as a means of expression and resistance. Erynn’s story illustrates how art can become a catalyst for empowerment and change, connecting marginalized communities and offering them a platform to share their stories.
Study Guide: TATANKA’s “Bone Wires” (1989)
Quiz
Instructions: Answer each question in 2-3 sentences.
- What does the title Bone Wires symbolize in the context of the music and its themes?
- Describe the overall sonic experience of the Bone Wires mix as described in the provided text.
- What are some of the lyrical themes that appear repeatedly throughout the “Bone Wires” track list?
- How does the song “Iron Hands on Flesh” explore the relationship between the body and machine?
- In “Falling Through the Abyss,” what does the concept of “the void” seem to represent?
- What is the main idea behind the song “Fractured Circuits”?
- How does the song “Hollow Eyes, Silent Hearts” approach the topic of emotion in a technologically infused world?
- What is the significance of “Whispers from the Void” in the context of the mix?
- In the story of Erynn Basara, how did she discover industrial music and what impact did it have on her life?
- How does TATANKA’s mission align with Erynn’s artistic journey?
Quiz Answer Key
- The title Bone Wires symbolizes the integration of technology into the human experience, suggesting a blending of the organic (bones) and the mechanical (wires). It represents a fundamental change in human existence, where technology becomes an intrinsic part of our being and struggles for autonomy.
- The Bone Wires mix is described as a seamless, uninterrupted club experience of 20 tracks fused into one. It’s designed to mirror the energy of a late-night dance floor, with a continuous pulse in D minor and at 115 BPM, creating a sonic journey without breaks.
- Lyrical themes frequently present include the struggle for autonomy in a mechanized world, the tension between the organic and the artificial, and the feeling of being trapped by technology. The songs explore themes of decay, isolation, and the loss of self.
- “Iron Hands on Flesh” explores the relationship between body and machine as one of struggle, pain, and control. The lyrics portray a situation where the human body is dominated and manipulated by the cold, unyielding force of machinery.
- In “Falling Through the Abyss,” the void seems to represent a psychological or existential descent into darkness, uncertainty, and the loss of self. It symbolizes a place of isolation, fear, and a sense of being lost or betrayed.
- “Fractured Circuits” expresses the idea of technology’s collapse and its hold over the self. Broken melodies and sharp sounds convey the sense of connections being disrupted, mirroring a loss of order in both the physical and mental space.
- “Hollow Eyes, Silent Hearts” explores artificial emotion through the lens of mechanical isolation and detachment. The song features robotic voices to convey the sense of a soul that has been taken over by technology and cannot express true emotion.
- “Whispers from the Void” is significant as it presents a looming, existential threat to the individual. The whispers grow into ominous pulses, representing the overwhelming call of the unknown and threatening to consume the listener.
- Erynn Basara discovered industrial music through a cassette labeled Bone Wires that she received at her work. This music resonated with her own life experiences, inspiring her to express her identity and struggles through her own industrial creations.
- TATANKA’s mission aligns with Erynn’s journey by promoting the use of technology to amplify and celebrate marginalized voices rather than erasing them. They provided her with resources and encouragement to create music that was authentic and impactful.
Essay Questions
Instructions: Develop a thoughtful essay response to each of the following questions. There are no right or wrong answers, only varying approaches to a complex text.
- Discuss how the concept of “organic vs. mechanical” is explored throughout Bone Wires, using examples from multiple tracks. How does this duality reflect broader themes of technology’s impact on humanity?
- Analyze how the use of repetitive rhythms and industrial soundscapes in Bone Wires contributes to the overall mood and themes of the album. How do these musical elements enhance the feelings of alienation and dehumanization in the mix?
- Examine the narrative of Erynn Basara’s journey. How does her story function as a microcosm of TATANKA’s mission, and how does her success exemplify their approach to technology and art?
- Explore the concept of “control” as it appears throughout the lyrical content of Bone Wires. Consider who or what wields control and how this theme is presented through both the music and the lyrics.
- Analyze how the lyrics and sound design of Bone Wires relate to broader societal concerns about the impact of technology on the individual. Consider the relevance of these concerns in 1989 and the potential relevance of those themes today.
Glossary
BPM: (Beats Per Minute) A measurement of the tempo or speed of music, often used in electronic and dance music.
Chicago Industrial: A subgenre of industrial music that emerged in the late 1970s and 1980s, characterized by its raw, abrasive sounds, mechanical rhythms, and often dystopian themes.
D Minor: A musical key that is often used to evoke feelings of sadness, darkness, or melancholia.
Dystopian: Relating to or denoting an imagined place or state in which everything is unpleasant or bad, typically a totalitarian or environmentally degraded one.
Industrial Music: A genre of music that utilizes mechanical, abrasive, and often distorted sounds to create a harsh and often unsettling auditory experience.
Matriarchal Lens: A perspective that emphasizes the importance of women’s leadership, perspectives, and experiences.
Radical Inclusion: An approach that actively seeks to include diverse perspectives and communities, often advocating for equal rights and opportunities for all individuals.
Soundscape: The acoustic environment as perceived or experienced by a person in context. It can include both natural and artificial sounds.
TATANKA: A corporation or group that supports artists, especially those from marginalized backgrounds, while exploring the potential of technology, art, and diverse perspectives for a better world.convert_to_textConvert to sourceNotebookLM can be inaccurate, please double check its responses.
