Cassette Gods
 Issue #6

After some time apart to let our other, non-cassette-loving tentacles violate the universe, Cassette Gods returns with a new commrade but also with 2 others lost. So, please welcome Robert Inhuman to the fold. Thanks to his particular ties to hardcore and electronics, a whole new catagory of cassette review will start appearing more often on the CG blog. Hardcore tapes are an American staple; and while most are as homogenized as a stack of random noise tapes, Robert is just the dude to sort out the groundbreaking ones for us.
Also, say goodbye to our resident humorist John Thill and to the man that loves noise with every ounce of his soul, Max Gudmunson. Both of them have played key roles in keeping Cassette God's well rounded. There is no replacing them, in the same way that there is no replacing any unique individual.

But that said, we're looking for new writers. Ha! Confident, insightful, and unique. Dedicated wouldn't hurt either. This all said, we're picky as hell, so don't hate us for too long if we don't take you on board. Or perhaps it is just the necessary nature of doing all this DIY stuff that feuds are created, drama embraced, and the continual soap opera of what is legit and what is bullshit be allowed to play out. Bill Hutson contemplates the serial nature of noise cassettes in his column this month. Bill talks of the merits of non-progression in these esoteric music circles; mostly on an aesthetic or conceptual level. But how much of that desire, both among artists and listeners, comes from a social need. A need for this to be this and that to be that, in the way that tabloid readers and late night talk show watchers need Brittany Spears to be burned out and Tom Cruise to be a mindless Scientology pawn. I myself am a fan of professional wrestling, and I would hate it for Tripple H to change his personality and passions with every fight. Of course, a single big change every once in a while is welcome, especially to stir things up. But not too often, and filled with melodrama and thematic significance please! Are these the same tenants of what makes a cassette artists attractive as well? To play to these archtypes, find a particular place in our mythological hearts, and then ride it to the fullest untill a plot change is absolutely necessary? Of course it is! Duh! Your personal celebrities, superheros and gods don't actualy have to be famous! Do you think that Wolf Eyes walks into WalMart and is swamped with autograph requests? No, but that doesn't mean they aren't gods in some smaller, but still all-inclusive worlds. So, where does Cassette Gods fall into that? Love us or Hate us, all we hope for is a role in the cosmological battle for DIY souls.
Anyway, interested folks can submit writing samples and a little bit about yourself to dbombarc@gmail.com.