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Located in Landers, the Integratron is the most amazing place on earth. But when you are out here, it
doesn’t look much like earth. It is lunar, almost another planet itself, a vortex above and below and a spectacular sunset with beams coming through the clouds. As the winds blow through the cottonwood trees, you
can hear the voices of the ancient ones echo through the leaves, chanting of this sacred place and the ones now who are called here.
I am one who heard the calling. Tonight it was for a private recording session of one of my
favorite bands, Concrete Blonde. They were recording a song written especially to raise money for this magical place.
Built by George Van Tassel and now owned by two of the loveliest beings—Joanne and Nancy Karl—it
took 18 years to construct this non-metallic dome encased in two tons of concrete. George was instructed by a higher intelligence using the same positive power of the pyramids, which when finished would
revitalize and rejuvenate the physical body. Unfortunately George passed and it was never completed.
But with its sound chambers, mass battery and magnetic room it is still a place of healing and mystery.
The sound in the upper chamber where the recording took place is unlike anything I have ever
heard in any studio.
Jim Mankey’s amazing guitar sound echoed off the four directions, and Gabriel Ramirez’ drums sounded tribal. I was mesmerized as Johnette Napolitano’s astonishing/haunting voice told the tale of “Rosalie” and the heartbroken tortured soul who has been looking for her:
Rosalie is on his mind
Rosalie please help me find
My Rosalie
As he rode on
Stars a shinin’
The high energy in the chamber produced some amazing affects.
As I went to shoot pictures all I could see were thousands of orbs of light, some which appeared on the pictures themselves when printed out. They reminded me of a line in Concrete Blonde’s “My Tornado at Rest” off of their new CD Mojave—“I’m a comet, I’m a flower, an exploding neon shower.” There is an altar upstairs that seems to morph; people leave things, some take things. An American
flag draped in sage and feathers, golden Buddhas, guardian angels and trinkets to remember lost loved ones, an arrow with the colors of the Lakota sweat lodge.
If you have never been to this magical place, you must.
Come take a tour or have a sound bath in the upper chamber that represents a reverence of sound and energy; listen as they play the Crystal bowls, you will not have ever experienced anything like it.
So thank
you, Johnette, Jim, Gabriel, Joanne, and Nancy, for this once in a lifetime experience.
For more information on the Integratron and the release date of the CD of “Rosalie” (with all
proceeds going to the Integratron), go to www.integratron.com and
www.concreteblondeofficialwebsite.com or call the Integratron at (760) 364-3126.
Music reporter Judy Wishart lives in Yucca Valley.
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