Arc ep

The noise torn voices, words that break down in sound. Harmonies, surrounded by clacking and knocking … the maze of uncertainties traveling apart. Destroying the structures by moving away from each other. And then there are words again. Raptured. In withdrawn, buried deep inside. As the recurring scenes, crossing the sleep.

The “arc ep” devotes to the sound of metal. You will climb on scaffolding that vibrate and flex, while listening. Or sitting in a large sheet of metal, somewhere in nature, and listening to the fingers drumming sometimes gently, sometimes forcefully on the surface.

Text: eve - carlice, Artwork: Jadwiga Slesak

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