Landscape Miniatures by Black Hair Rolled In Dried Blood

These are sonic sketches. Unedited and as the moment dictated.

Teenage Engineering OP-1, Make Noise Strega, Zoom H5.

Extended points of calm and relative sanctuary over two days and two nights. Mobile, outdoors, amongst natural forms and phenomena - varying points of time, day and night.

And very alone.

He sits in a small room listening to their conversations and speaking to himself.
They all listen, dying to answer their own questions. He watches his own likeness reflected in the broadcast on the screen and recognises no-one.

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