...BUUUTTT:
May The Baron live 1,000 years! OOPS! I MEAN, UHHHHHH...
"You kids are in a prison, one that you created and you maintain. One that
you build onto year by year and yet never see. It maintains itself
through the characters you represent, both the guards and the
snitches, monitoring and judging every detail of your fellow
inmates, telling tales and spreading gossip. I cannot be a part of that.
No walls, no guard, no wire no yard, we are the perfect prisoner.
You have created a hierarchy of victimhood, desperately scrambling for
status on a ladder of the imaginary oppressed, nice kids from nice homes
still trying to fight against evil mummy and daddy, the people who gave
you everything, and who you turned your backs on. You live vicariously
through a compromised media, themselves terrified of uttering an
inappropriate phrase or idea, furiously signalling their own virtues
through self censorship and speech regulation. Your movies sell you the
same stories, with an increasingly complex mixing of archetypes, until
there are no real stories of any value left, and still you consume.
The worst thing is that you see yourselves as rebels of some kind, anti
system warriors against the vague “Patriarchy”. You ARE the system, you
are the useful idiots that keep the cogs turning, you are the prison
guards, glued to your screens on the worldwide panopticon. You are the beast I despise, and the whole reason I have spent my life seeking
answers, immersing myself in the forbidden, the occult, the taboo, the
places where there are still clues to how we got here, and how we can get
back out.
You people set the dogs on me, you threw me under that bus
without a moments hesitation, and that shows your true nature, the
imaginary friends of the Internet, the curtain twitchers and tittle
tattlers, the town hall gossips and international knitting circle. You are
not people I would want on my side in any kind of struggle.
To the
very few men and women who have reached out on their own initiative, I
salute you, we are brothers and sisters, a crazy family who may disagree
fundamentally with what one another has to say, or the opinions we hold, but we will fiercely defend their right to do so. And that is the
difference between the prisoner and the free man, the winnowing and
separation of the wheat from the chaff, some of you passed the test and
many did not.
I have made a decision about Tau Cross. It is a band
that I created and nurtured on my own for one and a half years in the
bitter disappointments of the Amebix break up, I wrote all the original
material and retain the band as my own intellectual property, to do with
as I wish.
I am releasing Michel Langevin from Tau Cross, he should
not be associated with this band in any manner in future, apart from the
material that he has contributed, which has always been remarkable, and I
have thought of him as a dear friend. However, the association with this stigma is something people must choose or lose.
Andy Lefton is
released with immediate effect, he has managed to embody the twin roles
of victim and Judas on far more occasions now than were strictly
necessary, and we share nothing in common anymore, philosophically or
ethically.
The remaining members will probably leave of their own
accord and are encouraged to do so should they feel pressured, but there
is a welcome place here for anyone brave enough to stay. I will
continue this band, even if it becomes a sad one man and a dog cassette
making venture, it has never been about fame or money, it is about the
journey for truth, the places that takes us and the need to remain true
to ourselves. I feel this episode has demonstrated something of primary
importance, and these words from the song are both prophetic and
illuminating:"
'So you seek the truth, embrace her while you may, walk into the fire,
you and I shall never die, we become the flame, burn with me.'
Rob Miller - Tau Cross, July 2019
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