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HUMANS is the debut album from infinitwav.

*** Available digitally as a zip file with 9 mp3s and a pdf, and as a vinyl album (33 1/3) with booklet in a double jacket ***

Progression magazine (issue 72 Summer 2017) gave the album a 4 Star rating.

John Collinge says, “Part alternative history lesson, part sci-fi advisory tale, HUMANS is a fascinating concept work from musician/author Stephen Latin-Kasper.”  Throughout the story, “…he posits intriguing food for thought concerning who we are, what drives us as a species and where we might be headed.”

You can listen to the songs on the music - humans page.

The story that goes with the music was inspired by the National Geographic Society’s Genographic Project. The core of the story is that specific genetic mutations bound together the humans that shared them. That idea is expanded on as humans migrate from Africa to the rest of the planet. The story doesn’t end until we discover how our universe was really created.

To order the record, or MP3s (in a zip file), click on infinitwav Shop.

infinitwav also creates music for Television and Film. Go to Microwave Films to see film trailers. Some of the music created for Jilel and Batmon vs. Majuro is on the music pages for those films.

Contact - infinitwav@gmail.com

From the Liner Notes for HUMANS
HUMANS is nine songs on a record. It is also a story. There is one song for each chapter in the story that goes with the record.
Humans was inspired by the National Geographic genographic project. The story posits an alternative interpretation of human evolution. The core of the story is that specific genetic mutations bound together the humans that shared them. The story also posits that the mutations influenced the migrations out of Africa that defined human history.

Percussion is at the core of Humans. On every track, from the hand drums that introduce Humans One, to the drum kit used in Humans Nine, percussion is there as it has been throughout human history. I am convinced that whenever the last human alive approaches death, that s/he will be tapping out a beat prior to the last human breath.

The music of Humans is intended to help communicate the story that is also Humans. The story and the music were written together, and influenced each other during the writing process. Humans is an aural and visual experience. Can the left truly meld with the right? Only the listener/reader can answer that. For some humans, the author’s intent will find its target; the groove will nestle snugly between the lines.

Press the start button. Put the needle on the vinyl. Sit down in your favorite chair. Take a deep breath. Open the cover. Be one with the groove. Flowing with it will transport you.
Take it from me,
Mark Time

LYRICS

There Are Only 5 Tribes (vocal version of HUMANS 5)    by infinitwav

There are only 5 tribes. They all began in Africa. It all began in Africa.

I’m a lowly number 5. Ten thousand years later then my ancestors.

Later then my ancestors

There are only 5 tribes. There are only 5 tribes

It was the number 5 mutation that overcame the rest.

We coded for violence and a willingness

to put ourselves first.

To put ourselves first. To put ourselves first

Now all of us are living the capitalistic dream

We have everything we want including identity

When the races merged, differences were lost

The creation of genetic tribes gave more benefit than cost

Tens of thousands of years to evolve to a higher plane

The 5 mutation pushed us further than you would ever go

There are only 5 tribes

Further than you would ever go

 

A Call To Mind (vocal version of HUMANS Six)   by infinitwav

I want a call to mind, not a call to war (repeat)

Economics is used against us. The media tell us lies.

Political parties around the world use democracy as a disguise.

What our leaders say is not what they do, but we’ve become inured to their lies.

And when these so-called leaders disagree, it’s the innocents who die

Is there a reason for the pain and sorrow

I know that life will be the same tomorrow

Will there ever be a day when we will

End political corruption or will we still

watch them use power for nothing more

than pushing us closer to nuclear war

Bang, bang. Shoot, shoot.

Will killing us 5 times make us any more dead than killing us one time

I want a call to mind, not a call to war (repeat)

Talking Head One

Faith - A condition or state of mind in which an individual indicates a belief in all other individuals right to exist. This implies belief in the necessity of humanity living in harmony with the one environment we know allows us to exist. Faith starts with believing in yourself.

Talking Head Two

Love - A condition or state of mind which compels an individual to sacrifice his or her own interests to forward the interests of some other individual. This includes the giving of one’s life to save that of another. Love cannot be unrequited. What you give, is ultimately what you receive.

Talking Head Three

Hope - A condition or state of mind in which people indicate they believe the human race has some future other than extinction. Hope is best expressed by having children and teaching those children to be aware of their relationship not just with their immediate family, but with the family of man.

Talking Head Four

Peace – A state of harmony that allows for the pursuit of happiness. In times of peace, which have been few and far between in human history, it becomes possible for humans to establish and learn the importance of trust. Love, faith, and hope can all exist in times of war, but trust only exists in times of peace.

Preacher – Peace starts with love and fosters faith. From the hope that peace will last, trust emerges, and allows us to evolve. Understand; we do not know for a certainty how we came to exist. We do not know why we exist; what the purpose of our existence is. We do not know what becomes of us when we cease to exist. We know one thing – that is that we do exist.

We all have arms and I’ll tell you this people

I’d rather have them wrapped around me then dropped on top of my head

I want a call to mind, not a call to war (repeat)

 

Rain, Rain (From Thinking Outside Of by The BOKS of ROCK)

 Rain, rain is the life-giver. Fills our lakes, swells our rivers

How can something so good sometimes be so bad.

You start out going full throttle. Down the line you hit the bottle

We’re all like that. Crazy happy leads to sad

 Chorus

Rain, rain go away. Don’t come back unless you’re gonna stay

My heart can’t stand being broken anymore

She drove off in my pickup truck. It was pouring, but she still kicked up dust

I closed the door. Then I closed my eyes

In my dreams I chased her down. We fought like teenagers on the edge of town

When I said I loved her, I knew it was a lie

Chorus

 When you’re slippin and slidin through the days, feelin like you’re in a purple haze

Too many memories you want to wash down the drain

On the back roads of your life, all your smiles, all your strife

All your happiness and pain will be washed away by rain

Chorus

Rain, rain go away. Come on back some other day

to find old fools who chose to stay, and forgotten how to play

 

He’s A Batman

(from the Microwave Films movie Batmon Versus Majuro)

He wakes up everyday, wants to go outside and play

Runs around the yard, thinks he’s Batman

He fights the squirrels in the trees, and the buzzing bumble bees

He’s always on guard, thinks he’s Batman

Chorus

He’s a Batman. He’s a Batman. He’s a Batman.

I want to be a Batman too.

He’s a Batman. He’s a Batman. He’s a Batman.

I want to be a Batman too.

I want to be a Batman too. I want to be Batman.

Got his license yesterday. Now he’s driving it away

It’s a long, long road, thinks he’s Batman

He’s trying hard to please. Puts the bad guys on their knees.

He has his own code, thinks he’s Batman.

Chorus

 

 

War Zone Nerv (a tribute to Warren Zevon)

The wounded are screaming, some better off dead

The bullets keep flying, while blood flows red

It’s a grotesque view, makes some men faint

The medics go in, they don’t hesitate

Stitching human flesh requires steady hands

when the drones rain missiles down on the land

Performing triage in the battlefield

takes brains and guts, and they don’t have a shield

Chorus

They got war zone nerv. They’re tough as nails

Show no fear when all else fails

They got war zone nerv. Cut you with a knife

They knock you out, then they save your life

War zone nerv, War zone nerv, War zone nerv   Cha

We want to know, and they provide the story

On the front line, but they get no glory

They’re shooting pictures while on the run

It’s an adrenaline junkies idea of fun

They shoot with their cameras when the bombs explode

hoping their flash drives don’t overload.

They shoot the living. They shoot the dead

They’re giving all they got for the news at 10

Chorus

They got war zone nerv. They’re tough as nails

Show no fear when all else fails

They got war zone nerv. When the sun is down

they’re still shooting all over the town

War zone nerv, War zone nerv, War zone nerv   Cha   Cha

 

Cold Sweat – by infinitwav, expected to be published in 2018

It’s not the things that go bump in the night. Vampires are the stuff of childhood fright

It’s what you think about when you’re alone that makes you want to hear from a friend on the phone.

 But all that does is shine a bright, white light on your self imposed depressive plight

You get out of your chair, give the dog a bone. You’re still just an actor that can’t get a loan

 And so it goes, and so it goes, and so it goes. You feel like you’re going to explode

 Chorus

Then it creeps up from behind, from a deep, dark hole in your mind

You want so badly to forget but it’s time again to break into a cold sweat

You want so badly to forget but it’s time again to break into a cold sweat

 Bridge

Where is she? I hate waiting. Can’t stop anticipating

Consciousness is evaporating. Is that a knock I hear at the door?

What number is she? I don’t know. She’s become part of the flow.

Fades into background glow. She’s knocked 8 times at my door

 Icicles stab you in the spine. You just might take the meds this time

You’re not even close to feeing fine. Searching for a simple rhyme

 Drinking doesn’t help, makes you feel like your cursed. When the rope pulls tight, you know that you’ve felt worse

Looking at life from the back end of a hearse. When you got no rhymes, you got no verse

 Then you notice something looking at you in the mirror. It’s just your face smiling like an axe murderer

That’s when you know there’s a problem or two and there’s no mistaking who is who

 And so it goes, and so it goes, and so it goes. You feel like you’re going to explode

 Chorus

 Whoa, whoa you know. A cold sweat.