Protus is an independant electronic musician. I don't know much about him, but as i find out more i'll be adding. The music is REALLY good. I found him through

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Musical influences

Original, professional, creative, innovative, and exotically human music. mainly the dark stuff.

Similar Artists

From what I've heard: pink floyd's "The Wall", nin, coil, black tape for a blue girl, pop will eat itself, ministry, dead can dance.

Group members

lyle zaehringer


the sounds of everything and anything that i am lucky enough to, Roland xp-50, Roland R-8 Human Rythm Composer, Gibson SG, Marshall Valvestate Half Stack, Digitech GSP21 Legend, Cool Edit Pro (software), and other sequencing software.

Press reviews

"static noise, bludgeoning percussion, distortedvocals, and hook-laden guitar lines -- protus also delves into a more gentle yet equally disconcerting realm where symphonic synths merge with pretty guitar and whispered vocals. A diverse act creating an array of dark-hued music." ~Will L. (for "Lush experimental electronica. It feels as if one has fallen into a vast mindscape of sound." ~Artistic License Radio Station "A bit strange, a bit sad, and a bit tricky... but nevertheless a nice story-teller." ~Future Sound of Music Radio Station "totally fucked. Gotta love it." ~torvic of Antidote "Friday March 9, 2001 was his first live performance doing a short intro for Age Of Aggression. Churchie bashing, and twisted dark organ music filled the pitch black venue. When it was all done and the lights came on, jaws were on the floor. I, like all those I spoke to after the show, was blown away." ~Tye Nenycz, Quad City Metal Connection (

Additional info

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Among these latter busts we count by scores,
Half-emperors and quarter-emperors,
Each with his bay-leaf fillet, loose-thonged vest,
Loric and low-browed Gorgon on the breast,--
One loves a baby face, with violets there,
Violets instead of laurel in the hair,
As those were all the little locks could bear.

Now read here. "Protus ends a period
"Of empery beginning with a god;
"Born in the porphyry chamber at Byzant,
"Queens by his cradle, proud and ministrant:
"And if he quickened breath there, 't would like fire
"Pantingly through the dim vast realm transpire.
"A fame that he was missing, spread afar:
"The world, from its four corners, rose in war,
"Till he was borne out on a balcony
"To pacify the world when it should see.
"The captains ranged before him, one, his hand
"Made baby points at, gained the chief command.
"And day by day more beautiful he grew
"In shape, all said, in feature and in hue,
"While young Greek sculptors gazing on the child
"Became, with old Greek sculpture, reconciled.
"Already sages laboured to condense
"In easy tomes a life's experience:
"And artists took grave counsel to impart
"In one breath and one hand-sweep, all their art-
"To make his graces prompt as blossoming
"Of plentifully-watered palms in spring:
"Since well beseems it, whoso mounts the throne,
"For beauty, knowledge, strength, should stand alone,
"And mortals love the letters of his name." -Stop! Have you turned two pages? Still the same.
New reign, same date. The scribe goes on to say
How that same year, on such a month and day,
"John the Pannonian, groundedly believed
"A blacksmith's bastard, whose hard hand reprieved
"The Empire from its fate the year before,-
"Came, had a mind to take the crown, and wore
"The same for six years, (during which the Huns
"Kept off their fingers from us) till his sons
"Put something in his liquor "-and so forth.
Then a new reign. Stay-"Take at its just worth"
(Subjoins an annotator) "what I give
"As hearsay. Some think, John let Protus live
"And slip away. 'T is said, he reached man's age
"At some blind northern court; made, first a page,
"Then tutor to the children; last, of use
"About the hunting stables. I deduce
"He wrote the little tract 'On worming dogs,'
"Whereof the name in sundry catalogues
"Is extant yet. A Protus of the race
"Is rumoured to have died a monk in Thrace,-
"And, if the same, he reached senility."

Here's John the Smith's rough-hammered head. Great eye,
Gross jaw and griped lips do what granite can
To give you the crown-grasper. What a man!

Robert Browning
Men and Women

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