"The Subliminator was found in a state of suspended animation in an abandoned crate by spacerock guitar ace John Pack in 2002. Col. Pack immediatly installed him in his band Spaceseed, America's premiere spacerock band.

The Subliminator toured nationally with Spaceseed in '03 and '04, occasionally opening shows and performing with such luminaries as Nik Turner (Hawkwind), Harvy Bainbridge (Hawkwind) and Cotton Casino (Acid Mothers Temple).

"Recalibrated," the Subliminator's debut full-length CD on Scared/Stickfigure Records is still available. Nine tracks of industrial charged sublimination!"-Subliminator website

"At first listen, the uninitiated may find The Subliminators' Rake completely offputting.

Its mélange of sound, hollowedout spoken word delivery and abstract music are absolutely indifferent to the common mosaic of mainstream and non-mainstream music alike. It is experimental and ambient, post-apocalyptic and spacey at the same time.

Making it past "Howl," a zip-zap nod to Ginsberg's poem, offers results in the form of the world flavor mood of "Shaheed," in which ex-Spaceseed vocalist Serson Brannen offers, "But is Jerusalem more sacred than Oklahoma City? / Not to an Okie / Is Mecca more sacred than Atlanta / Not to me, Not to me." Brannen's words intersect calm, soothing Arabic harmonies. At times abrasive, other times harmonious, Rake is incoherent coherence, navigating mood and sound with one strong voice as narration, spouting philosophy and opinions or stories of bleakness and humanity.

Rake is a mood inducer, be it stressful or warmth. The construction of songs is built on repetition and brief musical ideas - straightforward keyboard patterns and looped vocals. Rake is a church sermon against a backdrop of ghosts in the machine, machines to build the music and a human voice delivered electrically and passionately, like synthesized humanity. The Subliminator is spoken word techno-psychedelia in the midst of the burgeoning Area Code Noise movement of modern music. While Rake is no bitter pill to swallow, it is an acquired taste, one that is fruitful to those interested in something beyond the well known verse-chorus-verse of genre music. It is futurist poetry laid against compositions made from the scraps of music's elegy. Orwellian in feel, The Subliminator is humanism with an Atari soundtrack. (Scared Records)"-Brian Tucker, Performer