unreleased, from 2013

this was my last nail in that ugly pony coffin. i miss making bullshit like this. maybe if another stupid little girls show captures my imagination i can turn off my self expectations and start making fun music just to kill time again. bye bye black condom, you changed so much in 7 years and i'm a totally different person now. for every annecdote in this short compilation album, theres 100 more that i remember with vivid detail. really the only reason this album exists is for my own nostalgia and archival tendencies, as well as for any friends who were there with me during this projects life. maybe i sampled you, or made something with you, or maybe you just downloaded weed gets u high and deleted it later. its honestly wild that i've kept this monikor for so long considering how many stylistic and tonal changes its been through. its really just been a long catalogue of my own growth, learning how to make music i want to hear. there's an innocence to these first couple years of black condom, and a memory to all the hundreds of little piss takes in my project folder. its stayed pretty true to the original goals of provocation and juxtaposition of ambient and ambrasive, but stretched out in a lot of directions i never thought a project that started so throwaway and jokey would go. thank you. fuck off now.