The Necrophile Hummingbird Netlabel presents Cultural Strains by Spore Designers.

“Dark Synthetic Music for Human Synthesizer”

Spore Designers are : HOMO | OresteS

When everything is possible, why do we make certain choices instead of others?
Experimenting with art—like music—is one of the most inspiring and transcendental things to do, at least for me. When you open new paths, traveling through unexplored lands, you are not here to plant a flag and colonize. Instead, you are drawing maps so that younger pioneers coming after you can reach these deeper places in the unknown and, in turn, open new paths themselves. Perhaps, just as Coil amongst many others did for us.
It’s more like opening your eyes, witnessing the light of a new day awakening. This expanded field of possibilities is a kind of call to all imprisoned musicians to break free from their cages.
Spore Designers is what happens when HOMO Met OresteS, but this music didn’t pop out of nowhere… In fact, it’s as if A Symbiotic Experience, rADio eNd, and Invisible Illusion form the basis of a triangle, and we are digging a channel through its center, leaving another dimension behind.
The music from Sequencing Life and Cultural Strains comes from the same source : the very first session I did with a sequencer—a Korg SQ-1. But each exists at different stages of evolution. While working on the tracks, refining and expanding them, I truly grasped the meaning of “spore”—how they can unfold, expand, mutate, and act like an endless spring, nearly infinite. Though, more often than not, infinity is simply the limit of our perception.
I wouldn’t say it’s exactly the same with other projects, but this one feels different—especially in the way rhythm is processed. It opened so many doors. It seems HOMO found the same approach I used in OresteS to emulate rhythm—thinking beyond fixed structures, outside any predefined framework. Not a mere pattern, but something closer to a pulse—like the play of raindrops, the wind drawing with tree branches, fire biting into matter, or the earth shaking through the bones.
We have a truly open horizon, free to go anywhere we like.
Now, let’s listen and see what happens in the next evolution.

Maybe you have a slight feeling of déjà vu ?
Imagine what it’s like to live in a world where most people imitate, instead of hybridizing, or even simply creating.

Poem on track 3 by Morne http://www.horsnorme.org/MONTREALEATOIRE/archaosesoterique.htm