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Essais

Eyes closed in R.E.M. phase.

You float between two worlds. Horizons of new sounds lost among echoes of memories.

This is a work that must be heard. Words diminish its value.

Hard to describe a sound.

Sound shaped into emotions, landscapes, thoughts.

Sounds, become a new light and slowly a slow distortion that touches the heart with its intangibility.

A music to be listened to with a light heart.

Better to listen. Forgetting that this work is from 1971.

Forgetting we're in a Floydian overdrive zone.

Forgetting that we are in R.E.M. phase.

For journeys imploded in the mind.