This is my cassette from Truculent Recordings. It's a 20-minute cassette tape, limited to 100.

I decided to take advantage of the fact that tapes are harder to rewind and fast forward. Each side is one track, consisting of slowly-evolving noise loops interrupted by short bursts of unstructured noise. I got this idea from Landed, although naturally it sounds nothing like them at all. I often use this as a workout tape.

Here's the text on the J-card:

Of the harmonies I know nothing, but I want to have one warlike, to sound the note or accent which a brave man utters in the hour of danger and stern resolve, or when his cause is failing, and he is going to wounds or death or is overtaken by some other evil, and at every such crisis meets the blows of fortune with firm step and a determination to endure; and another to be used by him in times of peace and freedom of action, when there is no pressure of necessity, and he is seeking to persuade God by prayer, or man by instruction and admonition, or on the other hand, when he is expressing his willingness to yield to persuasion or entreaty or admonition, and which represents him when by prudent conduct he has attained his end, not carried away by his success, but acting moderately and wisely under the circumstances, and acquiescing in the event. These two harmonies I ask you to preserve; the strain of necessity and the strain of freedom, the strain of the unfortunate and the strain of the fortunate, the strain of courage, and the strain of temperance; these, I say, preserve.

When a man allows music to play upon him and to pour into his soul through the funnel of his ears those sweet and soft and melancholy airs of which we were just now speaking, and his whole life is passed in warbling and the delights of song; in the first stage of the process the passion or spirit which is in him is tempered like iron, and made useful, instead of brittle and useless. But, if he carries on the softening and soothing process, in the next stage he begins to melt and waste, until he has wasted away his spirit and cut out the sinews of his soul; and he becomes a feeble warrior.

This is the point to which, above all, the attention of our rulers should be directed, - that music and gymnastic be preserved in their original form, and no innovation made. They must do their utmost to maintain them intact. And when any one says that mankind most regard
“The newest song which the singers have,”
they will be afraid that he may be praising, not new songs, but a new kind of song; and this ought not to be praised, or conceived to be the meaning of the poet; for any musical innovation is full of danger to the whole State, and ought to be prohibited.

What should be the end of music if not the love of beauty?
- from Plato, "The Republic"

Thanks to Jeff Plummer for faith
Thanks to SEG / Landed for inspiration

LISTEN AT LOUD VOLUME WHILE
PERFORMING PHYSICAL ACTIVITY

Tracks: 
1. Side A

   Endurance (excerpt)

   

   
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2. Side B