Synaesthetic Monk's Blues

Phantasmagoria, magic lantern shows, spectacles without substance. They achieved complete sensory experiences through noise, incense, lightening, water. There may be a time when we'll attend Weather Theaters to recall the sensation of rain.

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Location: Ithaca, New York, United States

The main thing a musician would like to do, is to give a picture to the listener of the many wonderful things he knows of and senses in the universe... I'm using the insides of sounds to move around in a very subtle way which, I think, ends up being inevitable. I feel it's the only solution to that particular problem that I presented myself.

Saturday, April 29, 2006

On the Edge of Night

I hope you go out smiling...
Like a child, into the cool remnant of a dream.
The angel man finally claimed
his benevolent soul.

Leave sudden in silk.
Chlorine dream.

Mad, stifled witness


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