Cy Thoth assaulted the airwaves from his bunker deep inside the bowels of the majic mountain for seven years from 2006 - 2013.
"Let us ingest the pyromaniac mana of the under world hosts/and receive the unction of the narcotic carcasses of the ghosts/as we descend the spiral stairs and the circle of eternal return/to hear the voices of the damned & the possessed in the nether world...."
With these words Cy Thoth would prepare his audience for the assault to come, a non-stop violation of our consensual reality for four hours every "Thorsday" on kfjc. With his distinctive vocal delivery and super-impositions "a la William Burroughs and Gysin," Cy Thoth's Firebunker was required listening for anyone actively resisting the dominant paradigm during the dark years from 2006-2013.
2014 - 2020: Hear voices from the void and echoes from the bardo plane every Thorsday at kfjc.org where we will re-stream seven years worth of the Firebunker. Starting with his earliest show we will stream one show a week starting every Thorsday at 2pm. The shows will be available here for three weeks from their posting date.
This week's Firebunker archive:
July 1, 2020 - Firebunker 349 (original air date November 1, 2012)
Exploring freedom, the word, the green, and multiple recordings playing at the same time (six-6) as fundraiser 2012 continues. It's delirium, wonder, wizardry and wrath. Mysticism, magic, minor-chords and major deities in a four hour aural elixir from the projects, Trappist Monks' Choir of Cistercian Abbey, Acid Mothers Temple & Melting Paraiso U.F.O, Black Ganion/Laudanum, and a teeming effusion of others from the man and the station that delivers sounds shaped like gashes in a stream of of teeth that gnashes, KFJC the wave of the WEST!
June 25, 2020 - Firebunker 348 (original air date October 25, 2012)
Freedom comes naturally to the deceased, to the listeners, and to the supporters of KFJC. We are similar in that way. Unified in our devotion to freedom of expression and the freedom to play and listen to what we want, when we want. Of course this is only an edifice that we construct in order that we might nurture the last untainted part of us that remains blessed and pure. We are all constrained to certain arcane regulations, for we are the living: briefly trapped within flesh and predestined to suffer. However, this too shall pass. As will the next four hours, with the projects, Aleister Crowley, Coffins, Grief, and an unfettered procession of others. Your source for sonic autonomy.
June 18, 2020 - Firebunker 347 (original air date October 18, 2012)
We continue to reap the rewards harvested from the verdant oasis seeded by our loyal champions of the unheard. Casting a spell of madness into their future to erupt in an auditory resurrection here in the present. Like an enchanted skein weaving a gossamer thread of sedition and sedation of through our souls, or the space where our souls once filled... or perhaps within the subliminal subdivisions of our sentience. This filament knows no home or boundary, spinning towards its summoner for the next three weeks, where it will reside again deep within sprawling bowels of our archives. Come. Let us gather you in a cocoon of sound with the projects, Funerary Call, Cadaver In Drag, Iron Lung, and a bundle of others. At your leisure of course, aun kay aff jay see.