Project: Myco by Francisco Furtado
It’s the not-too-distant future. Air is stale, smog abounds, and fungi grow everwhere. Artificial intelligence is a reality, and thanks to [insert genius scientist's name here], it’s a part of society. (...) Humans are free to pursue their dreams and obsessions, free to deal with their perishing bodies, to seek enlightenment and pleasure. (...) You are a doctor, but what this means for a man or woman these days is you’re the human link between flawless automatic medical apparatus and the patients. (...) You’re suspended in a timeless routine, everyday is the same. (...) You feel elevated when someone gets treated, (...) but after 3 years, things wear out. It’s all so out of your control you feel like just another cog. A piece in a gear which needs a human lubricant you seem to be running out of. (...) It’s 5:00 a.m. You wonder if today will be any different.
Tracklist
| 1. | The Room | 2:52 |
| 2. | Myollo district | 1:35 |
| 3. | Let's talk | 0:45 |
| 4. | Gronborg Clinic | 1:25 |
| 5. | Heart kaput | 1:49 |
| 6. | Tight collar | 3:40 |
| 7. | Bottom of an empty glass | 8:24 |
| 8. | Icarus | 4:26 |
| 9. | Back in the day | 1:02 |
| 10. | The Line | 3:56 |
Credits
more info @ projectmyco.wordpress.com
words & artwork by Luís Melo luismelo.net
