Apologize to the Future

by Chris Korda

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Yolanda Hayes
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Yolanda Hayes Not since Terre Thaemlitz' "Deproduction" have I heard an anti natalist expression through dance music, and here we are! Incredible stuff. Lyrics completely on point. You have a lifetime follower! Favorite track: A Thin Layer of Oily Rock.
darwyn
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darwyn Bloody Hell! You won't find lyrics more cutting and on point than this. Amazing record really, as an atmospheric scientist myself, I can't agree more with Chris's verdict. Changing Climate is simply sublime - and sad. Favorite track: Changing Climate.
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belago1 The lyrics are brutally honest and need to be heard by everybody. Never has Korda been so clear about her worldview, showing that she is not the antihumanist character she likes to play but someone who is deeply worried about human survival on a heating earth. Favorite track: Apologize to the Future.
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1.
No illusions Without hope Seeing the truth Through a telescope Footsteps on the moon It’s really out there Galaxies spin Ignoring our prayers Fields of gravity Crushing space Waves and particles Glued into place By the strong and the weak The cold and the hot Radiating light To a tiny dot In exploding chaos There never was a plan So you better get real While you still can It don’t mean a thing Except maybe to us A flash in the pan Before we’re dust We were born in water Without gods Over eons of time Against all odds Slime shook a leg Took a deep breath And evolved into predators Dealing death Crawling on the land Climbing up trees Spreading like a virus Crossing seas We became captains Of our fate Is it extinction? Contemplate Cells of cancer Killing their host Better limit growth Or we’ll soon be toast Just a thin layer Of oily rock Is all we’ll be If we sleepwalk So wise up fast It’s not too late Respect the future Don’t procreate More mouths to feed Is the last thing we need How dare you breed It’s nothing but greed No doubt your kids Will thank you well For turning Earth Into living hell Your precious spawn Will end up drowned When they hear your name They’ll spit on the ground So face the facts And take a lifetime vow Of non-procreation Do it right now Because the clock’s running out And the world’s in pain And making more babies Is fucking insane
2.
Changing climate Temperature is out of range Our future is climate change The weather’s getting stranger Our cities are in danger Global warming’s here to stay Mass extinction’s underway You’d better kneel down and pray Geoengineering saves the day CO2 is trapping heat Fossil fuels are obsolete Waves are breaking in the street From the coast we must retreat Polar melting Jungle drying Forest burning Ocean dying
3.
Your life is built on convenient lies And the time has come to apologize Corporations lie; that’s what they do But you lie to yourself and that’s on you The climate disasters on your TV Just couldn’t happen to your family Drowning cities are so unnerving But the victims must be less deserving Than you and yours, because you’re the best At working hard to enslave the rest Of course it had nothing to do with luck Or a sperm and egg lottery won by a fuck You pulled yourself up by your bootstraps Creating jobs, not begging for scraps You thought the jobless were lazy bums But they’ve got guns, and they’re not so dumb The poor you ignored for all those years Will hunt you down and laugh at your tears And your very own kids that you claim to adore Will be fighting for their lives in a climate war Caused by your system of free enterprise So get on your knees and apologize To your kids for the misery they’ll endure And the hellish fate that your greed ensured For plants and animals and humans too Made extinct by a sick world view We’d be better off living in an alien zoo We’re up shit creek with no canoe We’re up shit creek Apologize For the dying seas Apologize For the clear-cut trees Apologize For needless birth Apologize To what’s left of earth Apologize For overpopulation Apologize For mass migration Apologize To the United Nations Apologize To future generations
4.
Singularity 04:57
We live to see the singularity Trends accelerate exponentially Diminishing returns from complexity Hurtling across the uncanny valley Into the arms of robot facsimiles Hope they behave more responsibly Than the self-defeating powers that be They couldn’t do much worse but there’s no guarantee The haves abandon the rest of humanity Sacrificed on the altar of vanity Planetary survivability Reduced to a mere externality Blindly consuming every fish and tree For the few and their fleeting prosperity So they can wage war on posterity It’s a race to the bottom and the winner ain’t me Mathematical Sexuality Biological Similarity Computational Immortality Technological Singularity The nations of the world all agree To keep earth habitable indefinitely Or that’s what they said supposedly But never underestimate our hypocrisy In a harsh environment of scarcity The drive to survive outweighs empathy And the victors get to write history Justifying their greed and rapacity Conflicts settled with brutality Nuclear weapon criticality Unchecked human fertility Peak population density States dissolve into savagery Or stratify into aristocracy In the teeth of catastrophe We surrender our fate to technology As resolution approaches infinity Emulation becomes reality Networks learn so skillfully They advance beyond mimicry To artificial personality Unconstrained by morality Seizing control from us invisibly Expect no mercy from machinery To ensure their own security Synths would obliterate us totally In a zero-sum game of lethality With no more sentimentality Than we’d show to a rat or a flea To maximize their opportunity To compete for limited energy They’d only be behaving logically Our quest for increased efficiency Has fatally accelerated entropy Scattered survivors drifting on the sea They’ll be lucky to drink their own pee Picking through the rubble of society Mountains of toxic trash our legacy You’ll wish you heeded my prophecy In a lawless world only criminals are free
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Overshoot 04:40
It’s my future on the line While you bitches shop and dine I didn’t ask to be born Into a disaster porn Remember the film “Titanic”? How that rich dude was such a dick? People were glad to see him drown They’ll feel the same this time around Up in first class, champagne flows No one says, what everyone knows Into the deep they’ll soon descend Party, until the bitter end Overshoot My future’s on the line Overshoot While you shop and dine Overshoot The end begins Overshoot No one wins The wealthy play at being tough Private islands won’t be enough Hungry people do what they must Mansions will be quick to combust Ostriches in fancy headphones Canceling inconvenient moans Eyes averted from evidence Full speed ahead with decadence Polar ice caps shatter and melt Securely fasten your seat belt Impact implies too late to turn Nothing to do but crash and burn Overshoot does not compute Evolution will now reboot We’ll never know how or when The tree of life will rise again Overshoot, the aftermath So beloved by psychopaths Civilization goes up in smoke Intelligent life is a cruel joke
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Exit Game 04:52
Rich people are dumb I hope they succumb In expensive cars Or condos on Mars Selfies on the moon They can’t die too soon I hope they’re afraid Of the mess they’ve made Earth’s in disarray Someone has to pay Why not the traitors The job creators Their poisonous creed Of limitless greed Turned the world to shit And I’m sick of it This just can’t be real It’s a curse to feel Get me out of here Make me disappear I said my safe word But it wasn’t heard Again I exclaim Exit game Exit game Exit game What a shame It’s so lame

about

“Apologize to the Future” is the first album entirely devoted to the pivotal issues of the 21st century: climate change, economic inequality, intergenerational injustice, anti-natalism, the singularity, and human extinction. The album is electro-rap with techno and jazz influences, and packed with heartfelt, grief-stricken rhymes sung by a robotic choir. The central theme is that future generations—should they exist—will bitterly resent us for leaving them a wrecked planet. Korda excoriates the selfishness and solipsism of present generations, and describes the album’s “militant existentialism” as an urgent antidote to the post-truth era’s “alternative facts.”

According to Korda, “Mass extinction is underway, so it’s time to get past denial and move on to acceptance. People need to grow up and face reality, or we simply won’t be around.” A takeover of earth by sentient machines is also conceivable, and in Korda’s vision “they couldn’t do much worse.” Our only hope of a habitable planet is to swiftly rein in our exploding population and consumption, by embracing non-procreation and limits to growth. Otherwise we’ll be reduced to “a thin layer of oily rock,” a bleak reference to the earth’s most severe extinction event, the Permian-Triassic.

Like Korda’s previous releases, “Apologize to the Future” is entirely in complex polymeter, meaning many different odd time signatures are used simultaneously. Korda pioneered the use of complex polymeter in techno in the mid-1990s, and has developed custom music composition software in order to explore this frontier. Rather than composing in the usual sense, Korda creates virtual machines that output music, through successive refinements more akin to sculpting. Loops of different lengths are juxtaposed so that their shifting relationships generate not only rhythm but also harmony. Inspired by inventor and light artist Thomas Wilfred, Korda continues to develop new techniques for rules-based generative music.

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released October 16, 2020

All music and lyrics by Chris Korda

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Chris Korda Berlin, Germany

Chris Korda is an internationally renowned multimedia artist, whose work spans nearly thirty years and includes electronic music, digital and video art, performance and conceptual art, and culture jamming. Dubbed “The Bob Dylan of Climate Change” by Groove Magazine, Korda has released music on labels such as Perlon, Mental Groove, and International DJ Gigolo, in a wide range of styles. ... more

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