Cleveland's gothic answer to Prince will bend your mind. Ashe creates dark electronic soul music for beautiful shut-ins. Lush orchestration and genuine romantic yearnings are enough to make a Bauhaus fan cry tears of impotent rage.
Ashe is a band with no past and no future. What better to serve as the soundtrack to the hollow existence of a nation of zombies? Asleep at the wheel, we are content to follow the pattern set before us, the dull but safe path . . . Wake up! Live. History is what the people of the present wish it to be. Make a new story, choose a new path. This music is dedicated to the middle children of history, to those who question what they are sold, to those who are not content with easy answers or the easy way out, and those who can see past media hype, consumerism, and spin. Most of all, this is dedicated to Jesse Lucas and Zero Set. Don't accept what they tell you, don't buy what they fucking sell you. The music industry is at a crossroads. Major labels are finding it increasingly difficult to sell $18.00 albums to kids that can download it for free, pay the artist less than $1.00 per album, and pocket the difference. The Recording Industry Association of America fights to suppress new technologies, but finds itself unable to stop file sharing and media decryption. Artists are finding it difficult to make any money whatsoever, faced with the inability to effectively collect revenue from MP3 copying and the alternative of being pimped by the recording industry. This is an attempt at finding a new way to distribute music and adjust to changing technologies and social structures. There is no corporate label, no distributing agency. All content of this site, including the high-resolution MP3's, may be freely copied and distributed. All that we ask is that you tell your friends to pass them on and to visit our website. If you enjoy our music, hit the Contact link and send us an email. Men fight for liberty and win it with hard knocks. Their children, brought up easy, let it slip away again, poor fools. And their grandchildren are once more slaves. ~D.H. Lawrence, 1922