Machine Translations began like a house recording task for multi-instrumentalist J. Walker. Although songs he had written had been pop, the lo-fi documenting possibilities to him — focusing on previous reel-to-reel four monitors — along with a choice for tricky period signatures, led him into experimental areas. Still, there is enough pop guarantee in his early demos for the record label Spunk! to indication him. Documenting albums for Spunk! meant touring to aid them, therefore Walker come up with an ever-shifting lineup of close friends to become his music group. Pianist Kevin Light was among the group’s just steady associates as Walker made a fresh incarnation each time he transferred, which was often. After finishing a qualification in Linguistics and Mandarin Chinese language, Walker came back to Australia from Shanghai and documented the very first three Machine Translations albums within a overflow of efficiency. Abstract Poverty premiered in 1997, Halo in 1998, and Visit to Spain in 1999. Chinese language poetry was a solid impact on his impressionist lyrics, which packed each series with multiple meanings while getting vague more than enough when as a whole to most probably to interpretation. He spent much longer working on another two Machine Translations albums, Poor Forms in 2001 and Happy in 2002, enhancing his home-recording methods and focusing on the skills that could eventually result in him making albums for others, including C.W. Stoneking, Andrew Morris, as well as the Sail boat People. Following a break where he made many guest performances on other music artists’ albums, Walker came back to his house studio room to record Venus Traps Soar in 2004. Instead of take his period with the documenting, as he previously with the prior two produces, he had written and recorded a lot of the recording in the area of 8 weeks, embracing a somewhat less electronic and much more guitar-led audio. Venus Traps Soar also incorporated materials from his EP, Like for the Vine. In 2007 he released his seventh recording, appropriately entitled Seven Seven.