Oh, yeah, H E A L E R S Co. is a concept. Field
recordings and samples cut through the interference, and it’s all built from
the ground up on a bed of homespun electronics. Actual voices and instruments
emerge at times, but it’s not real. It’s just accoutrement. Because when you
enter Healers Paradise, you enter the
great unknown of abstraction. Listen, you’ve heard these plunderphonic crazies,
but you haven’t heard them marry their sources to the real and the tangible,
and that’s where it starts getting scary. That’s when the concepts solidify and
enter the real world like ghouls from a page all of a sudden animating in
corporeality. Can you even stop them then? Do you want to?
--Ryan
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