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Time at different speeds. Atmospheres I cannot see.
Collages of hope, horror and logic run slack. An hour-long nocturnal outpouring.
Vocal improvisations from the bottom of a 60-foot chimney. Clasping at the clacking, self-harmonising extremes of vocal improvisation.
Instrumental skylines of dub and euphoric electro-pop.
Subtitle tilts and quiet disturbances. Electric soundscapes guided into self-sabotage.
Psychedelic electronics and pattering drum machines, floating out to the brink of spiritual curiosity.
Classical guitar intimately bound to cello. Duets of jagged turns and fluidly-evolving harmony.
Five renditions of pieces by American minimalist Tom Johnson, performed by guitarist Tony Peña.
Walls of waste and shrieks of transcendence.