Complete mini-album download features seven bonus tracks and three MIDI files including one song that was never actually recorded for the project. Knoll will not sell/trade/etc. your email address to anyone, ever, nor keep it on file should you choose to unsubscribe from our less than infrequent mailings. Thanks for listening.
These are the mostly primitive, sometimes beautiful, often noisy, occasionally minimal, and alternatingly pretentious and humble origins of Knoll’s recorded output.
Please note that the original masters for tracks 2 and 8 have been lost and therefore we have had to make do with decade-old 128 kbps MP3 files as sources, which means that for those tracks, even lossless downloads are transcoded and lossy downloads (MP3, Vorbis, AAC, as well as the stream) are transcoded twice.
The immediately locatable band members took a vote and the majority decided that a botched release was better than no release, and furthermore they noted that this particular brand of sonic degradation may in fact enhance the release’s “concept”—a word they use begrudgingly. Further evidence of this “concept” can be seen in the heavy JPEG compression artifacts and low resolution of the original cover art.
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Please accept my most heartfelt apologies for this lack of fidelity. MIDI files for tracks 2 and 8 are included with complete downloads.
released December 31, 2001
recorded 1997–2001 (approx.)
On this mini-album, Knoll is…
HUMAN: Knoll Funke-Bilu
FREAK: contributors unknown
…and uses digital sound manipulation, percussion, guitars, keyboards, sequencers, voices, and other random sounds and samples.
“Ephection” inspired by N. Senada
Composed, arranged, and performed by Knoll
Produced by Knoll Funke-Bilu
We are only equal in the grave and in the dark
Said a man whose head was halfway eaten by a shark
You might ask me why I would continue on like this
I doubt that I would know—I could only make a guess
Half a mouth may not be much but it’s still half a kiss
Track Name: Nothing (New)
Nothing, here we go again
Loneliness, my only friend
Where is, they’ve all gone again
Happiness, that’s what they’ve found
I’ve got to get back
To the bullshit social act
I’ve got to redeem
My image in the social scene
Silence, here all by myself
Computer, constant low hum
Watching, network on TV
Background noise, but I still watch