The Sanctum of Fathom 9

2011-09-18T23:54:00.000-07:00

2011-09-18T23:07:00.000-07:00

<a href="http://fathom9.bandcamp.com/track/desolation-visions-of-the-great-forgetting">Desolation...(Visions of the Great Forgetting) by Fathom 9/FATHACRON</a>

2011-09-18T23:04:00.000-07:00

The Process...Supplemental Update

September 15th-2011—

The completion is but a whisper away, and so happy and eager am I that I am yet again visited by blockage…

These are the true tests of an artist—to let go of all limits—especially those self inflicted ones. The drive to do is true, but the illusion of gravity claims victory over my flight. Gibran said that as a child his mother told him that he had wings. Because I lose sight of them does not negate their existence.
I chose November 5th for several reasons—I can see it as clear as the painter sees the piece before it is stroked upon the canvas. And I am by birth a fighter…so I will fight on…

November 5th—2011—

there lies a stage, a dj, and microphones. The stage is calling me, aided by the chants of those faithful few who have not given up on me yet…
Above not spitting in the face of their faith in me—-I must not forfeit faith in myself.
So—I write-with all of me, and wield these words into worlds…

I write again…

I can and will accomplish this task.

—A.W.

FUK H.A.M.-I Go Thermo-Nuclear

2011-05-23T08:29:00.000-07:00

Fathom 9's Instrumentals (pt.1)

2009-05-09T11:59:00.000-07:00

2008-08-09T01:38:00.001-07:00

This is a special episode, as we travel back in time to scan over an artistry that may have been well before its own time...

Fathom 9 as Dr. Anon

Revenge of the Nice Guy...

2008-08-02T14:32:00.000-07:00

I, Fathom 9--am as I have come to believe, no! I know this to be true... I am in the wake of an internal storm...a Tempest that must lay waste to what was, and usher in the dawn of a day renewed. In this hour I am in the lab forging what is not to be my magnum opus {hopefully}--but rather, a testament for a screaming soul; a soul seeking to express its own voice, a voice of many-housed in the vessel of one. Know that I am more than merely an emcee, more than a producer; I am a conduit of articulation for the Universe, and within me exists power that up until recently I have feared to embrace. I am weary residing in the shadows of my own discovery of self, and I am worth more than I have allowed myself to be. May this project be a catalyst for the Dawn of My Own Becoming--- As an artist, I have toiled with the notion that perhaps no one wished to hear what I had to say, perhaps no one cared for what I have to share. This has and shall always remain a possibility. But, what does it matter? If my sole purpose was to perform/produce music and art for the potential of platinum pursuits, there would be little need for me to exist in that capacity. I have a far greater task before me, and more so--a responsibility to self and All to bring forth the gifts I have been blessed to have. This of course, is no greater or lesser than any other; we each have our varying gifts. But for too long have I allowed my own fears to consume me--beginning projects I knew I would never complete, and my only excuse was that I felt no one wanted to hear what I had to say. This is why Revenge of the Nice Guy is so very important. The very nature of this project is to challenge myself to go beyond whatever limits I have set for myself. This project is allowing me to be as FREE as I wish to be, while offering me a point of focus and discipline. This space will document my journey, and bear witness to the process of bringing this expressive entity into existence. Won't you join me...