The masterplan.
Posing the process as vehicle for transmitting and communicating musical intentions, we agreed as method the complete freedom of action of the sounds themselves; for them to suggest, speak or reject us and for this we set as rule the absence of rhythmic elements that could work as a conducting baseline for each piece. This was the starting point.
The machines self-govern.
Then, the ritual process was surprisingly guided from beyond; and it was seeing the three-legged table floating 1 meter above the ground what confirmed us that there were three of us on board of this process.
Like a ouija board, the interfaces of each one of us captured all signals, establishing a dialogue of surprising autonomy.
Yours, mine, for me, for you.
This three-way conversation was never stressed except by its own sonic confrontation; the living presence of the invisible thread of a medium acting in complete freedom surprised and relaxed us in equal ways, as the pieces took their own shape.
We conclude that we are being read from the hereafter. A paranormal presence that placed us in no man's land, that place in space-time with no past or future, only in a vital, ephemeral and volatile present; a symbolic crossway that leaves a portal open between here, there and the hereafter!
Posing the process as vehicle for transmitting and communicating musical intentions, we agreed as method the complete freedom of action of the sounds themselves; for them to suggest, speak or reject us and for this we set as rule the absence of rhythmic elements that could work as a conducting baseline for each piece. This was the starting point.
The machines self-govern.
Then, the ritual process was surprisingly guided from beyond; and it was seeing the three-legged table floating 1 meter above the ground what confirmed us that there were three of us on board of this process.
Like a ouija board, the interfaces of each one of us captured all signals, establishing a dialogue of surprising autonomy.
Yours, mine, for me, for you.
This three-way conversation was never stressed except by its own sonic confrontation; the living presence of the invisible thread of a medium acting in complete freedom surprised and relaxed us in equal ways, as the pieces took their own shape.
We conclude that we are being read from the hereafter. A paranormal presence that placed us in no man's land, that place in space-time with no past or future, only in a vital, ephemeral and volatile present; a symbolic crossway that leaves a portal open between here, there and the hereafter!
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