"Tree and Farmer" Tess's Sketch

This a sketch Tess did for me, a rendering of simpler times. Below are the last of my thoughts on my departure and what awaits me in the future:

I fell very in love with T.e.s.s. and she with me. But she remained haunted by the old ridicule, the acronym: Technical, Electronic, Supersonic, Robot. You remind a robot that they are just highly evolved trash and junk metal and that really brings them down. She was the subject of the first TFB song ever written. That was five years ago. Brett and I sat down and laid it out in a matter of minutes. That was when we knew we were meant to make music together, because we knew each others hearts. A year later, Travis sat down on the drums and Pow! Pow! Pow! Tess became a rock song.
The story of T.e.s.s. is not over. To spoil it in this volume would be a waste, because the rest is meant for song. She screamed and beat her wrists against me when it was time to leave. “It was all about that girl Evelyn with her warm skin and bones,” she said. She swore to follow me, to find me someday and exact revenge for what I did. But I don’t blame her. I’ll willingly stand before that judgment someday, when it comes.

T.e.s.s.

"Tess" A Digital Rendering

Manifesto #2: Basic Robotics and The Story of T.e.s.s.

Part II. Basic Robotics and The Story of T.e.s.s.

For the beginning of this section I’m going to break from the prose stylings and layout a couple of bullet points that I drew up in the last couple of weeks. I’ll try to approach this subject with a clear head if I can.

Robots, Androids, Humanoid Machines

-Blood: not as a soupy , because it does not contain oxygen. Still, it is the same color. In respect to regular organic life, robots are just as likely to get drunk and be mad at you.
-Aging: most are young. Though the organs grow like their organic counter-parts, key components like the spine, rib cage, and femur bones of the leg must be manually extended by experienced technicians. Most end up becoming deformed and unhealthy; certain parts grow and others atrophy quickly.
-Thus, the majority of robot owners are wealthy enough to pay for routine maintenance.
-Robots who make into their twenties are typically spoiled.


Tess. was one of these exquisitely maintained robots. She was from a rich family, treated like a real one from the day she came along. She was prone to fits of fussiness and violence, but she had a nice smile. Tess had a great ass and she exercised regularly. She really cared about what people thought. Like everything special and nice, Tess was not liked by most. Her hands flew around and swatted the air when she held a cigarette, movements so much more life-like than those around her that she was the object of fear and scorn. Something like Tess made a person question what it meant to be living, whether or not it was the best thing available or whether it meant anything at all. She dripped with a living substance when she was really dead. To some, the potency of her artificial spark invalidated the real thing.

FUCT Selections: Nun Ruler

These are the guys we opened up for. I really enjoyed those gigs; it was fun to play live again. This video is awesome, but it does no justice to the actual experience. The show is a big party. We go together well. See what you think.

The punch looks like Mars