$2 to matt d/mailorder
c/o relapse records
po box 2060
upper darby, pa 19082

this is a current address. still recieving mail at the portland maine po box, though.





and to reiterate...




Xdynamics of communicationX

this is a challenge set for myself, -to live up to every bit of the pseudo-sensational image i may inadvertently present in association with myself through the medium at hand, and not to allow it to define my character, nor the root cause of my actions. i recognize the inherent element of standardization at play within this method, employed now to function as an experiment in socialization. with the mere exploration of these grounds, what other unseen and perhaps subconscious methods serving more direct, more humanly autonomous connections are we conditioning ourselves away from?

i'm skeptical that the bonds of hope, nurtured in the olde ways which we sever from within us, are worthy sacrifices upon the welcoming crevices of an altar baring a rotten foundation. are the intricate designs we carve into the oppressor's throne, in image of our own unsung greatnesses, serving more so only to keep our knees bent and heads bowed towards the grinding heel of our collectively fabricated royal culture of death? or is there still hope that the blood of hearts and the guts we spill shall corrode into the holy framework, sanctioning it a tomb? but, in fact, this is whatever we make of it.

captivated by the narcissistic order of this digital entity, i still intuitivly know better than to invest much energy, polishing the fancy chains for which we submit our outstretched arms. the impact of a spell cast for &/or against us... the electronic sigil of reconnection and collaboration... my hope to see friends new and old gather with fire in our hearts and song to share with more reason than to marry or bury each other. there is more here... the absence we foster (for we are all such lonely fuckers) parallels a new dawn of joyous discovery. the visions we lend to this contaminated canvas must transcend the digital plain. our world is nothing without the dreams we share.

in short, i value hand-written letters, mixtapes, warm hugs, bicycle adventures & home-cooked meals so much more than these words could ever let on, filtered through this medium of contact. all of this with your involvement... it means the world to me. please be in touch! (for real:)
matt. pobox85. portland, maine 04112