'You think I'm serious?!? You're not paying attention...sorry, what'd you say?'
Culled from ashes of the psychodelic-alternative stylings of June tuesday and the industrial jazz meanderings of Collision Detector, Pillform Proxy are the combined musings of John Clark (June tuesday) and Auburn Wade (Collision Detector) fullfilling the desire for the dietary necessities of life without the supplemental fiber of the daily mastication. Ranging from meloncholic melowdrama to chaotic turmoil, one finds it difficult to define where the influence of Clark ends and that of Wade begins. Strangely, the two have found a common ground resulting in a sonic delacacy akin to that of a chocolate bar dipped in ranch sauce. The music can no longer be described as anything but 'expunged waste material' - very theraputic and highly beneficial to the world of agriculture, most notably to that of the vegetable kingdom - promising a positive pallet for growth and eventual realization towards attaining its lofty aspirations of one day becomeing a frozen TV dinner side (only to be rejected by the common 4 year old). Steeped in the excellence and convenience of a fast food value menu, Pillform Proxy provides necessary quick fix sustinance without the annoying need for culinary skills, or worse yet - a tip. With an evocative style designed to weed out the pretense of being a connoisseur or the ever thoughtful pipe toting intellectual, Pillform Proxy brings the satisfaction associated with a factory printed picture in a cardboard love frame.
-excerpt from:
Ode to the Crouton (or how I came to see the color of clear)
