Here we got some unusual recording. For few reasons. The first is that we have an output from three improvising musicians which had been previously collaborating before and even performing together, but never made a recording as a trio.

Again, a Pacific Atoll Kiribati, Paradise holidays hunters’ destination is real too and so is the danger of completely flooding it, by the fact that our human vandalism, exploration and lack of common sense causing the Polar Ice to melt brings the hyper high tide, which soon will make Little Britain even smaller too.

This is not the first time when artists are covering the subject which is most important and equally completely ignored by scummy politicians and so-called leaders. Recently I came across quite a few projects building on the awareness of that.

This set of musical landscapes comes as a tetraptych of seriously disturbing sonic images. An opening, over 20 minutes piece titled:  A simulation of god as a hypermassive security construct at the end of the world starts with some high pitch sonic wave on which the clarinet lines are sketching the story, supported by multitasked percussive framework dealing equally with the space-carrying duty of the piece as well as with its basement, shall I say at that point the Abyss either. What images do you see it really depends on your sensitivity and the power of your own imagination? One is for sure; the message is cold and bright and scratching your brain like a blunt razor. The image of the destruction might be pretty itself but the post reality to deal with is far from that.

Second image called Speed rush cut up shamanic meat delirium is flooding your brain with different sort of images and influences. It brings a lot of sounds which can be recognised as an organic, some are synthetized sounds bringing everything into the very congested tissue, slowly turning into the pulp, with too many cross feedbacks and none of the real reference point. It is intriguing and particularly involving following the clarinet. It sorts of guides listeners through the crowd of happenings, partially disintegrated with its lack of the cultural background. When it finally switches into the silent mood it, kind of like, brings to you your own inner solitude to face it. To some degree it is a symbolic way to show the sense of being lost as today generations are with their lack of gravity in the real world and living surrogate lives inside of a virtual space. Believe me that 15 minutes is a long time to think about it.

Omni lobster robotics coming after is probably the most impressionistic peace here with an electronically scythed space holding conversation with the real wind instrument. The background sounds are reminding me of Japanese electronic arcades games with their rollups of sounds polluting your privacy. Perhaps by their visual reference to waste being advertised as a gain.

Closing title, F-wake, is like a swordfish word alone, Its continuous with sinking your mind into the pulp full of ideocracy, created by gazers of synths. With the wind instrument trying to find the plot to set up a conversation and exchange the ideas, it is very symbolic, like the inner wisdom trying to inspire you to continue searching for new horizons.

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