Failure playing Art in the dress rehearsal for The Apocalypse

The Peach Tree, aka. Angus Maiden, possesses a voice that is the antithesis of auto-tune; the sounds you hear are what your average untrained 25-year old male larynx emits. There is plenty of failure here, he doesn’t hit the notes, he can’t sustain, doesn’t project, and his attempts at different styles of singing such as death metal screams are pitiful. Yet in the voice’s raw, natural, unprocessed essence there is an expressiveness that reveals a beautiful honesty akin to the lyrics and message of The Peach Tree.

Art is the pursuit of a perfection never to be attained. Through the past 15 albums and EPs The Peach Tree has attempted to show his inner world to the masses, and has failed on many accounts. The failure is what keeps him creating. The moment he produces something truly perfect is The End. Most natural deaths occur because a person has achieved everything they needed to in this mortal coil. When a consciousness dies a world dies, and Angus’ world though still far from ending is nevertheless headed towards that inevitable, mortal demise. His whole life is a dress rehearsal for The End Of The World, the arrival at Perfection, in Nothingness, when the single consciousness that perceives the Universe subjectively ceases to be, and thus does the World cease to be.

Andy Warhol and the Pop Art movement, as well as the DaDa movement, showed us that anything can be Art. An exhibit in a modern gallery could be a glass case filled with kitchen cutlery. Once you label something as art it becomes art regardless of its content. The message here is that Art is in everything and we merely need to see it in a different context to appreciate it.