We've a roadtrip, packed Google Play Music playlist, to bring along Mattin, Seijiro, Taku U, Toshiya, hmmm, Win Oo can come too, why not. But we're down in their briefs, rooting around, hairs getting under the fingernails, and they're raising a real racket back there. Not to be blamed, it's their vocation. We've got a whole setup in the apartment, the office building. Makes it so the tourists come to us, we don't have to bandy around with all our gear. Slate walls, all hollowed out from the surrounding cliff face, dripping just a bit into that highway we've got a good view of, wrecks at times supplying us with spare metal shreds (for cutting our game with). We've gone on a sort of venture, but that was all in E-space. And what I'm concerned about in this small bit of writing is V-space. Enjoy the music for all it's worth (that being a pretty penny, it's damn good), but be sure to glance over your shoulder now and then. What we've got here is a cartographer's wet dream, a real West Indies tour-and-a-half. Listen up, and to bed with ye, soon. And come around sometime. Thank you.
credits
released August 7, 2020
music - Patrick Totally
art - Myles Dunhill (Treasure Hunt)
The gases travel on cavities (disruption of paths), which keep the spheres static. The gases release carbon dioxide and nitrogen. These gases push the spheres further, colliding (disruption of paths). Teorema di Gasparo
My flesh is glazing on asphalt, fingers gripping woodblock and asphalt. I’m trying to feel sneakers. Bodies shiver. I’m freezing cold on my desk. I’m frozen face. (c) is frozen on my desk. Teorema di Gasparo