Live performance recorded at an electronic music festival in Troy, NY
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the layered cacophony—ruptured texts, guttural glossolalia, vocals, drones, hisses, crunches, wet impacts—presses through an oppressive, decaying miasma. this auditory descent, from engineered silence into terminal noise, sonically enacts a world violently rewritten. its explicit grounding in the consequences wrought by contemporary architects of hubris ( you know who they are! ) transposes the ancient horror into a resonant, urgent modern dread—a moral vacuum where complicity resonates like a drone. uncontrollable violence, the uneducated, the selfish, or both perpetuated, and the destructive impact of thoughtless choices.
"always grateful for your friendship, your trust in joining this space, and the gift of your attention. so, as always, thanks for listening."
Wicked. I’m halfway through.