We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

underneath the soul ft. radioray

by computerchemist

supported by
stevej64
stevej64 thumbnail
stevej64 Computer Chemist threw Nitro-Glycerine into the mix to give us this chunk of granite from the caves of Hawkwind. Flowers on the Grave, Way too Much, and Turn to Frost have blistering guitar passages and Mean Machine blasts along like Hawkwind’s Silver Machine. The final track is an extended piece, with that wonderful trip into instrumental heaven that I look forward to on Prog albums.
Computer Chemist have moved into new territory,

Favorite track: way too much.
Kelrod Kilwalski
Kelrod Kilwalski thumbnail
Kelrod Kilwalski "Let's get Drenched and
Soak and Wet"
What a Great Lyric you Guys fit in there...
Love it!!!

Northeast Ohio 🇺🇸

Favorite track: way too much.
/
1.
far above the ether of this stratospheric plane toward our last dominion where the pure of heart remain shrouded in its legend and hidden from the view and seldom ever awoken forlorning songs to you a message straight from heaven, one word is all they gave to save us from our bleak demise and raise us from the grave we wave goodbye and no one wants to die so much to give we want to live, we heal the crime and like a million candles flickering in the mists of time so long ago, when we stepped into this place and multiplied the nature when life was not a race when peace had not a meaning and nothing could divide before they lied, before they tore her skin from her and stemmed her flowing tide before they walled up eden before they took their fill monopolised, industrialised and then began to drill to reap the marrow, to taste the iron and crave before they realised they were living in her grave she smiled as she perished and gave one final bloom this is that tune if you listen to the wind now you will only hear pain the hawk is flying higher to get out of the rain the storm is ever changing the sword remains in stone all that’s left is ruins like the memories of rome the games of hunger the glory and the power hour by hour far above the ether of this stratospheric plane toward our last dominion where the pure of heart remain shrouded in its legend and hidden from the view and seldom ever awoken forlorning songs to you a message straight from heaven, one word is all they gave from above the word is love love the word is love love, love, love the word is love
2.
way too much 08:28
I can see what you are thinking time and space don't amount to much everything is slowly shrinking girl I love you way too much keep on dancing in the fire flickering in silhouette we're burning fast, so bring some water let's get drenched and soaking wet I can see what you are thinking time and space don't amount to much everything is slowly shrinking girl I love you way too much keep on dancing in the fire flickering in silhouette we're burning fast, so bring some water let's get drenched and soaking wet stem the tide of change and damn it stay with me don't let me go let's not war or vietnam it let it linger let it grow keep on dancing in the fire keep on dancing in the fire keep on dancing in the fire keep on dancing in the fire keep on dancing in the fire I can see what you are thinking time and space don't amount to much everything is slowly shrinking girl I love you way too much keep on dancing in the fire flickering in silhouette keep on dancing in the fire let's get drenched and soaking wet keep on dancing in the fire keep on dancing in the fire keep on dancing in the fire flickering in silhouette we're burning fast, so bring some water let's get drenched and soaking wet keep on dancing in the fire flickering in silhouette we're burning fast, so bring some water let's get drenched and soaking wet keep on dancing in the fire we're burning fast, so bring some water keep on dancing in the fire keep on dancing in the fire keep on dancing in the fire keep on dancing in the fire
3.
the machine is not quiet it hums like a hive with a sting in the tale that keeps it alive it lives, it bites and it causes obliteration, thriving on fear, the fear it injects into our manifestation forgive it no more and starve it of its greed we bleed, we bleed out drops of pointless thought and in mind traps, we are caught kicking and slithering, like a fish on a hook it's even written in their book page after page, near the end, take a look and see reality dissolve away like melting ice does your head feel like it's pressed in a vice? the demise of our freedom, as usual through time destroyed to extinction as memories sublime and form rivers that flow back to the sea of tranquillity the sea, the sea, of tranquillity dry as a beach that's been scorched to the bone we are gone from this place that we used to call home our voices are silent, they fall on deaf ears we are swimming in circles in our own ship of tears they bit us and tore us away from the land and drilled it, spilled poisons and turned it to sand they polluted the rivers polluted the sea they blacked out the sky till our eyes could not see. they farmed us and harmed us and fed us with lies till our children were blinded and just could not rise so we turned off the telephones and turned off the light the answer was easy, a great way to fight and we jumped from the circuitry reclaimed the lost and we laughed as we watched them go cold in their frost till the machine it stopped humming and the world grew a flower this is the way and the light and the power this is the way the light and the power
4.
mean machine 07:30
I gotta head full of thoughts and a fist full of fives everyone is hanging by their teeth for their lives I got a battery powered washing machine its so hard to pay the bills when the system is mean everybody's dancing on the fence with it all and I'm just waiting for them all to fall summer is incoming, the winter's been weird everywhere I look I see men wearing beards muffled voices and no one can hear so we all smile and drink more beer no more smoking but my ears are alight I'm ready for a war in the broad day light..... a government of muppets on a new TV nothing ever changes but there's plenty to see plastic political tiger rats wearing suits and ties and they probably eat cats there's a government of muppets on a looped TV and nothing ever changes but there's plenty to see plastic political tiger rats wearing suits and ties and they probably eat cats no more knocking at my door I'm leaving for real sailing out of the shore I'm gone with the wind like a hurricane the world is too strange we are sorry we came it's oh so cold on the edge of crime it looks like a place where the sun won't shine a government of muppets on a looped TV nothing ever changes but there's plenty to see plastic political tiger rats wearing suits and ties and they probably eat cats yow wow meoooow wow muffled voices and no one can hear so we all smile and drink a little more beer no more smoking but my ears are alight I'm ready for a war in the broad day light a government of muppets on a looped TV nothing ever changes but there's plenty to see plastic political tiger rats wearing suits and ties and they probably eat cats (((guitar solo))) a government of muppets on a looped TV nothing ever changes but there's plenty to see plastic political tiger rats wearing suits and ties and they probably eat cats it's oh so cold on the edge of crime it looks like a place where the sun won't shine I'm so happy now so fare thee well have a great time keep ringing the bell ......................................… (Spoken word ) stay with us radioray, don't go to sleep ray, ray, come back! remember! one, one thousand. two, one thousand. three, one thousand.. clear! radio? stand back ray, stay with us! there's things we still need to do, ray! (he's dead...) it's not time to go yet wake up stand clear... clear! come back, my mum's got a washing machine! stand clear wake up! panic one, one thousand. two, one thousand. three, one thousand... stay with us, radio! ......................................… looks like a place where the sun won't shine I'm so happy now so fare thee well have a great time keep ringing the bell I'm so happy so fare thee well have a great time in the pit of hell muffled voices and no one can hear so we smile and drink a little more beer there's a government of muppets on a looped TV nothing ever changes but there's plenty to see plastic political tiger rats wearing suits and ties and they probably eat cats there's a government of muppets on a looped TV nothing ever changes but there's plenty to see plastic political tiger rats wearing suits and ties and they probably eat cats no more knocking on my door I'm leaving it for real sailing out of the shore I'm gone with the wind like a hurricane your world is too strange, we are sorry we came no more knocking at my door I'm leaving for real sailing out to the shore... a government of muppets on a looped TV nothing ever changes but there's plenty to see plastic political tiger rats wearing suits and ties and they probably eat cats
5.
far away beyond the bubble of this dull reality across the peaks of perfect plastic and packaged life dumped in the sea beyond the loops recycled program where the matrix agents died all our dreams are mixed together in our social suicide red and yellow and black and whiteish rainbows form, we integrate through the mirrors of illusion in our most redundant state with scorn someone wake me from this blunder governmensis mind control far beyond the depths of drowning going underneath the soul oh love I see her shining brightly, up above she is still there an echo of a distant thunder glides across the midnight air flying on the wings of morning flying on the wings of morning ready for the brave new way most of you are only yawning in the dawning of the day of the day ~~~ someone wake me from this blunder governmensis mind control far beyond the depths of drowning going underneath the soul going underneath the soul going underneath the soul ~~~ oh love I see her shining brightly, up above she is still there an echo of a distant thunder glides across the midnight air the midnight air far away beyond the bubble of this dull reality across the peaks of perfect plastic and packaged life dumped in the sea beyond the loops recycled program where the matrix agents died all our dreams are mixed together in our social suicide red and yellow and black and white ish rainbows form, we integrate through the mirrors of illusion in our most redundant state with scorn someone wake me from this blunder governmensis mind control far beyond the depths of drowning going underneath the soul oh love, I see her shining brightly

about

DONATE SOMETHING TO A CHARITY OF YOUR CHOOSING,
OR JUST DO A FAVOUR FOR SOMEONE,
AND THIS DIGITAL ALBUM IS A FREE DOWNLOAD.
Just enter $0.00 and it's yours.
YOUR KARMA WILL JUDGE YOU :)

credits

released February 2, 2022

ray sutton: lyrics, melodies & vox
shelley: voice (4)
dave pearson: synths, acoustic & electric guitars, bass, drums and sequencer programming

all composing, production and mastering in the digital domain at terrainflight hungary between nov 2021 and jan 2022 by dave pearson
ray's parts recorded in his studio in the uk

all tracks ©℗ 2022 by ray sutton & dave pearson

dave thanks: my wife and family, and everybody else who has helped to encourage and support my music over the years
ray thanks: ray would like to thank shelley and all those who turn off the telly

contacts:
terrainflight: info@terrainflight.com
dave: computerchemist.bandcamp.com
ray: radiorayisdead.bandcamp.com

TERRAINFLIGHT TF018

REVIEWS

"WTF? And where can I get more?
On the periodic table of music, Computerchemist started with Landform, moved through the various Berlin School styles, and then threw Nitro-Glycerin into the mix to give us Underneath the Soul with RadioRay. This is solid rock. Granite. Igneous strata found in the same caves as Hawkwind and early King Crimson.
Flowers on the Grave, Way too Much, and Turn to Frost have blistering guitar passages worthy of Hillage. But the real surprise here is Mean Machine. What a track! Blasts along like Hawkwind’s Silver Machine with the ghost of Robert Calvert somewhere in the background. The final track, Underneath the Soul, is an extended piece and epic in nature, with that wonderful trip into instrumental heaven that I look forward to on all the good Prog albums.
This music is a brave step, but sometimes you have to take chances. This applies both to the listener and the artist. Computerchemist together with RadioRay have moved into new territory, I hope it won’t be the last expedition, and that they take fans new and old, along with them." -- Stephen Jansen, author of "The Light From Dead Stars" with Harvey Bainbridge, 15 Apr 2022



A year after the joint album “Masks” Dave Pearson aka Computerchemist and Ray Sutton aka Radioray are working together again. The result is their second album “Underneath The Soul”, which was released in February 2022. Once again the duo presented themselves as rocking but also with atmospherics. This time, however, the album doesn’t consistently resemble space rock bands like Hawkwind, but rather turns to prog/art rock in some pieces and adds other styles like wave.
Thematically it is, as on the predecessor “Masks”, quite sombre. This time the duo denounces environmental destruction. The cover already makes it clear in which direction the future of mankind is going if something is not finally done and we lay our home planet in rubble and ashes.
While Dave Pearson recorded synthesizers, acoustic and electric guitar, bass, drums and sequencer programming, Ray Sutton was responsible for the lyrics and the vocal melodies, which he also sang.
The album begins with the ten minute “Flower On The Grave”. A rhythm from the drum computer and a piano melody introduce the song, in which Ray Sutton starts singing after just a few moments. That sounds very rocky with a prog touch. The song seems a bit melancholic, but catches your ear quickly and exudes a cozy atmosphere, despite the dark subject matter.
In the 8:28 minute “Way Too Much”, which begins with wonderful electronic sounds, a rhythm quickly sets in and it gets rocky. Dave also gives the track a pretty fat bass rhythm. After more than a minute, some space rock elements come back into the music. “Way Too Much” is a driving, hypnotic song with some dry and edgy sounds. In the instrumental middle part, Dave lets his guitar slide into space.
The following “Turned To Frost” is 11:10 minutes long. Pearly/rhythmic keyboard motifs can be identified at first. Then Ray starts with some kind of chanting. His voice is alienated by the vocoder. It looks unreal and surreal. This atmosphere lasts up to minute four and is then transferred into a spacey/rocking part. One has the feeling that a band is jamming here and not a single musician playing all the instruments alone. It all sounds very compact and harmonious. Hats off, gents.
The powerful “Mean Machine” comes across with a good portion of punk feeling at the beginning, only to then unite with space rock. It’s going really well. Some speech samples are then built into the second third, which spread out over rushing synths (like a turbine igniting wind). Then it goes on again very space rock-like.
The 17:58 minute title track, with which the album ends, then starts psychedelic and a bit calmer. Again, there are some elements that point in the direction of space rock.
When Dave Pearson aka Computerchemist makes music together with Ray Sutton aka Radioray, it’s always quite rocky. In many cases they move in space rock. What’s impressive about this album again is that the music sounds a lot like a band and less like a singer plus a multi-instrumentalist playing all the instruments. “Underneath The Soul” is convincing – like “Masks” – in its entirety.
— Stephan Schelle, musikzirkus-magazin.de, December 2022 (google translated – all corrections are welcome!)




Ein Jahr nach dem gemeinsamen Album „Masks“ arbeiten Dave Pearson aka Computerchemist und Ray Sutton aka Radioray erneut zusammen. Das Ergebnis ist ihr zweites gemeinsames Album „Underneath The Soul“, das bereits im Februar 2022 erschienen ist. Erneut präsentiert sich das Duo recht rockig aber auch atmosphärisch. Dieses Mal ähnelt das Album aber nicht durchgängig Spacerockbands wie Hawkwind, sondern wandelt in einigen Stücken eher im Prog-/Artrock und fügt weitere Stilistiken wie Wave hinzu.
Thematisch geht es, wie schon auf dem Vorgänger „Masks“, recht düster zu. Dieses Mal prangert das Duo die Umweltzerstörung an. Das Cover macht schon deutlich in welche Richtung die Zukunft der Menschheit geht, wenn nicht endlich etwas unternommen wird und wir unseren Heimatplaneten in Schutt und Asche legen.
Während Dave Pearson Synthesizer, Akustik- und E-Gitarre, Bass, Schlagzeug und Sequenzerprogrammierung eingespielt hat, war Ray Sutton für die Texte und die Gesangsmelodien, die er auch eingesungen hat, zuständig.
Das Album beginnt mit dem zehnminütigen „Flower On The Grave“. Ein Rhythmus aus dem Drumcompter und eine Pianomelodie leiten in den Song ein, bei dem schon nach wenigen Momenten Ray Sutton gesanglich einsetzt. Das klingt sehr rockig mit proggigem Einschlag. Der Song wirkt ein wenig melancholisch, geht aber schnell ins Ohr und verströmt, trotz der düsteren Thematik, eine wohlige Stimmung.
In das 8:28minütige „Way Too Much“, das mit herrlichen elektronischen Klängen beginnt, setzt schnell ein Rhythmus ein und es wird rockig. Dave spendiert dem Track darüber hinaus einen recht fetten Bassrhythmus. Nach mehr als einer Minute kommen dann wieder einige Spacerockelemente in die Musik. „Way Too Much“ ist ein treibender, hypnotischer Song mit einigen trockenen und kantigen Sounds. Im instrumentalen Mittelteil lässt Dave dann seine Gitarre ordentlich ins Weltall abgleiten.
11:10 Minuten ist dann das folgende „Turned To Frost“ lang. Perlend/rhythmische Keyboardmotive sind zunächst auszumachen. Dann setzt Ray mit einer Art Sprechgesang ein. Seine Stimme ist dabei vom Vocoder verfremdet. Das wirkt unwirklich und surreal. Diese Stimmung zieht sich bis zu Minute Vier hin und wird dann in einen spacig/rockigen Part überführt. Man hat das Gefühl als würde hier eine Band jammen und nicht ein einzelner Musiker alle Instrumente allein einspielen. Das klingt alles sehr kompakt und harmonisch. Hut ab.
Mit einer gehörigen Portion Punkfeeling kommt dann das druckvolle „Mean Machine“ zu Beginn rüber, um sich dann mit Spacerock zu vereinen. Das geht ganz schön ab. Einige Sprachsamples werden dann im zweiten Drittel eingebaut, die sich auf rauschenden Synthies (so als würde eine Turbine Wind entfachen) ausbreiten. Danach geht es wieder sehr Spacerockartig weiter.
Psychedelisch und etwas ruhiger startet dann das 17:58 minütige Titelstück, mit dem das Album dann endet. Auch hier sind wieder einige Elemente enthalten, die in Richtung Spacerock weisen.
Wenn Dave Pearson aka Computerchemist zusammen mit Ray Sutton aka Radioray Musik macht, dann ist diese immer recht rockig angelegt. In vielen Fällen bewegen sie sich im Spacerock. Beeindruckend ist bei diesem Album wieder, dass die Musik sehr nach einer Band und weniger nach einem Sänger plus Multiinstrumentlisten, der alle Instrumente eingespielt hat, klingt. „Underneath The Soul“ überzeugt – wie auch schon „Masks“ auf ganzer Länge.
— Stephan Schelle, musikzirkus-magazin.de, Dezember 2022

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

computerchemist Hungary

Computerchemist is the ongoing solo project of Dave Pearson.
ARFM DJ Bruce Gall has remarked on the crossover style of his playing, invoking comparisons to electronic artists Tangerine Dream, Jean-Michel Jarre, Klaus Schulze, Kraftwerk, and the progressive sounds of Pink Floyd and David Gilmour solo work, Ash Ra Tempel, Mike Oldfield, Steve Hackett, Brian Eno and King Crimson. ... more

contact / help

Contact computerchemist

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this album or account

computerchemist recommends:

If you like computerchemist, you may also like: