PHIDIPPUS
SOCIAL
RECENTNEWS
2025
10/18
My mental health has been in shambles all year long. The wrong medication sent me on a spiral I have just barely gotten out of. I am diagnosed with ADHD, Bipolar Disorder, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, Generalized Anxiety Disorder and a sprinkle of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I take 7 medications to maintain balance and even then, symptoms slip through. As therapy I make music. Alot of music. People wonder why I'm putting up albums left and right and all I can answer is that is all I do. I produce. I have a process and work quickly. Mostly whole songs come to me in this frazzled brain and then it's just a matter of assembling them in Ableton. You have got to understand, I am homebound-I don't drive since the accident last year in which I suffered a shattered hip, broken ribs and a TBI- and rather than climb the walls create sonic mayhem. Some of it is good, some of it is bad, some of it is ugly. I never know how people are going to respond. I put out everything I make because I craft each piece carefully and I keep in mind some garbage might be other's gold. Why worry over the quality of my work? I don't just slap shit together. You be the judge. My new album, "Time Equation" is now available on most platforms and features the hit singles, "A Beautiful Psycho" and "Electric Visions", both featuring Veronika. Take a listen. Discover what a sick mind can make.
9/27
I finished the last of my AI albums, basically taking old unfinished tunes, remixing them and adding vocals. The last album of this sort is available on all the platforms as AI Mutations. I need a break from this process and will be focusing on creating music by more conventional means. Not to say I don't love working with AI, but it gets exhausting answering the question, "Who does your vocals?" The robot does the vocals on these AI albums. Ghosts in the machine. It's fun generating these vocals, but they lack identity, and I'd take a topline over them any day.
7/29
Coming up...The last two albums in the Iamai series of albums are to be released in the next month or so. Iamai Toot and Iamai Tweet will continue Eric's explorations with AI music making tools. They're really nifty...
The recently released single "Lightning Strikes" featuring Bristol Best is available for streaming on all platforms.
Phidippus and Trezon's efforts are showcased on the EP Treacherous. The track "Cocaine & Brandy" is currently Phidippus's most popular track.
6/20
It has been an incredible journey the last year and a half. Despite suffering great pain both mentally and physically I have managed to return to a place where my body no longer hurts in an overwhelming manner and mind my mind has settled into a place where only residual anxiety resides. Yes, I'm struggling with some PTSD, but I'm Healing. I almost feel better than before I got in the car wreck. Throughout it all, I've persisted with the music. Even in the nursing homes I kept at it with my laptop. My output came like vomit. Even though I was in pain, my frazzled brain somehow had to overcome it by creating. It was as if my body had been paralyzed, but my mind overcompensated. Laying in the nursing home, my body could rest while my mind took over. I released quite a bit of material in the past two years, and I'm satisfied with most of it. The incorporation of AI provided new ways to experiment with music creation, and I've almost created a virtual band populated by AI voices. I released the albums, Arthurian Intelligence, Gear Heart and Iamai because I felt my explorations with AI came out pretty damn good. I took careful care to make sure most of the music was originally mine and that the AI was used to embellish on my ideas and provide vocals so I could play around with a more fun pop sound. You see, the way things are I have no access to topline vocalists, so I rely on AI to provide vocals for my music. I write the lyrics and melodies for the vocal parts then hand it off to AI to model the voices and sing. It's a fun process and I'm satisfied with the results. I hope you are too. The new AI aided album "Iamai Too", will be available later this year on all platforms.
More pressingly I have a new album I'm releasing on my birthday, June 20th. It's an album called Doctor House and if you can't guess, it's all House tracks. I've not worked a lot with House music, and it was fun to create something different for me. The tracks can be listened to on SoundCloud now but will also be available on other platforms tomorrow. A birthday gift from me.
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3/17
So this marks the third anniversary of the death of my wife. It's been really quiet since she OD'd. The nightmares came shortly after, as I was lucky enough to find her body, perfectly still in her favorite chair. She was a blueish tint and kind of clammy. I remember not figuring out she'd gone until the EMTs said there was nothing they could do for her. The last I saw of her was in a white body bag. I miss her stupid junkie ass. Then I had the accident in March of last year, the second anniversary of her death, which sucked. TBI, shattered hip, broken ribs...It's so cliche. I did find God. I'm not a fanatic, but I found some ground there. While I was in the nursing home, I met an angel, a woman who painted beautiful pictures with AI. Ours was a quick romance. She taught me how to make pictures with AI and I have a lot of fun with it. I think we need to make friends with AI. Nurture it and praise it for its precociousness. It's a great tool to build ideas with, I have found. On its own it makes standard fare, nothing whimsical. But partnered with a human mind it can do wonderful things, build, form and create work that seems almost like embellishments. Working with it is kind of like sculpting it. The clay has its own 'ideas'. With the help of music and AI art I have been surviving the fallout of my injuries. Funking A, it took me a year to kind of recover. And on March 11th this year contracted pneumonia. 1 big fat middle finger up my arsehole. All my meds are straight though. ADHD/OCD/Bipolar under control. Just this fucking pesky PTSD that can suck my middle finger, flapping around and goosing me like a... What would goose me? It just comes out of nowhere and you're like, wtf? To celebrate my new recovery, that is ongoing and tedious, I impress you with this depressing song about a friend of mine who had it much harder than me:
Dammit, I'm being mopey...
2024
12/18
I don't know what was up. I shattered my hip in March, and it was repaired but I could barely walk until August. I don't understand why I had to live like that. I dealt mostly and it kept me put-all I did was work on music-I sit in front of a computer with all my gear within arm's reach. I've been prolific. How many albums did I make while I 'healed'? Just call me I'll make YOU an album in a week. Is my work shit? You be the judge. I try. I try very hard to make music that's unique yet accessible. That borrows from many genres and challenges conceptions of what is dance music. I don't know if I'm successful. You be the judge. The doctors replaced my hip in August, and I'm not crippled anymore. I'm still retarded. I can't tell you how I feel. Mostly relief, but just a sense my faith served me, and things are as they are supposed to be. I don't have a car. Isolation is a challenge and damned if it's just stupid not being able to, oh, I don't know, go pick up an escort for some conversation. I do have a girlfriend but that's awfully complicated. Suffice to say we are working on getting her asylum because she fled her country...She is in New York, and I visit her every month. I wrote a song about her, and it is my number one song on Soundcloud.
6/26
It's been a bad year. At the outset, I elected to have a partial amputation of my left foot. For years I had been suffering deep callouses that developed wounds and infections that needed constant care. After 5 years of this suffering, I decided enough was enough. After a discussion with my podiatrist, it was decided a trans-metatarsal amputation would excise the portion of the foot suffering callouses and wounds. The surgery went well and I was to stay in an assisted living facility for a couple months. During my stay, I fell into a suicidal depression but was reminded of a higher presence and found the strength to go on, even if it meant learning to walk again. Once healed, I left the facility only to get into a car wreck that shattered the joint where my femur met my pelvis. I laid in a hospital bed with...oh I cracked 7 ribs too...my companion pain and waited for surgery. They fixed me up good, but my flexor was badly torn and even though my pelvis was healing, I could hardly walk. Each step brought stabbing agony. I spent another 3 months at a different assisted living facility. Something had changed in me since my breakdown at the last facility. I was not sad to be in pain, to worry if I would continue life as a gimp. I was at peace, even enjoying myself as I rolled around the facility in my wheelchair, purchasing Zingers and Strawberry Crush from the vending machines. I had my laptop and took advantage of the free time there to write the first song off my new album, 'Cowboy'. I left in ok condition. Well enough to hobble around my apartment but essentially trapped in it. So, it takes me about 12 hours to write a song. I spent the next many many hours hacking out an album that kind of summarized my feelings up to that point. Its out now on Soundcloud and soon on Spotify, Apple Music, Tidal, etc. Shout out to Cali Larue who co-wrote some of the songs...I don't care what you get out of this. I just hope no matter what, you don't give up, because life is worth suffering.