disc two track thirteen - 2:51

ANALYSES: writing to sound visual similarity to spatial phenomena

writing to sound

Smoke sound sticks are rubbed, far away, and in the centre, and humble... a frog's pond, trickles, stones skip, and echo.
Distant fluid bounces, is filtered, through gutter ambience, and grows, into an airplane.
And the engine overcomes, for a moment, and the trickles, like different coloured flies, harmonize, and flicker...
And space is cleared. For a ghostly earie presence... where life is empty and washed... and perfection ensues, or digital sound, with few refererences to claim, with control... like a worbling spaceship. Canned smooth and soft sound, is opened to fill, and echo, that delay.
From ear to ear, it swooshes, away.

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