INVISIBLE OPERA COMPANY OF TIBET - INVISIBLE OPERA COMPANY OF TIBET - 1987

The musical and cultural millipede that is the Invisible Opera Company of Tibet, according to hippy mythology was originally born in a Parisian Café on Easter Sunday 1966, but that's only the beginning of the story...
...It is said that they had been residing in a distant Himalayan retreat awaiting the arrival of alien intelligence from distant stars and planets (well, any intelligence at all for that matter).

invisible opera company of tibet, logoApart from the music, the band has always been loved for what they symbolise in lifestyle, political attitude and philosophical beliefs, rather than the personality, image or expression of any particular member. The cult of the "Star" has evolved into a Tribal identity or group consciousness, where the power rests in the hands of the people who are drawn to the music and what it symbolises.

Unlike most Experts who tend to take themselves and their subject in an orderly and sober manner, we are attempting to restore an important metaphysical balance - the Absurd in all human endeavours. Parapsychology has shown that the dialogue between the Central Nervous System and the DNA moulds all realities. Culture is the conversation between that genetic material and its environment. Surprise, absurdity and humour are old shamanic tricks to shock us into resonance with our DNA coding i.e. forcing us to be truly ourselves.

We have used this concept to bind together a group of flexible personnel chosen for their ability to channel a quality of music beyond their own normal capabilities. Performances have become ritual ceremonies for integrating group awareness through a wide range of acoustic and metaphysical technologies.

Through our music, we aim to channel the music of the spheres from the heart of the stars. The balancing of holophonic fractal Sound and the harmonic of each cell. We are turning the prayer wheel in order to manifest real change in the now. seeking to uplift, encourage, connect, wildly celebrate, dance and as otherworldly orchestras mingle in the moshpit, lend our hearts to the trance and not by chance.
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