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Rating: Guitar strings caressed by loving fingers offer a moment of life rich in wild fragrances.
Two different souls but united by the strong sensitivity of the director, technology and humanity.
An unheard voice seeks like a breath of freedom from the cage that holds it prisoner, leaving it a glimmer. Experiment, an escape route from the usual typing on the strings of the instrument.
Technique, new sound unconventional but not ITS. Its SUSPENDED voice, elusive melodies, new experience, perhaps chills. They take flight, strip, naked among the sonic scaffolding and fly uncertainly in a foreign environment.
A deconstructive struggle between the two souls of the director of this sonic psychodrama, souls as an extension of a new sensitivity, blurred, slow. A new world.
A new sun rises, perhaps an anthem of a new expression. Illusions, a curtain opens with a Scott Walker in soul attire. Illusion, experimental love finds its nature. Serenades of enamored microchips accompanied by guitar strings sensually stimulated by bows that intone meta-jazz serenades.
Voice, you have experienced moments of freedom but proud as a final act of rebellion, after savoring life, you devour the much-loved wild lands that return you, after splendid moments of freedom, to absolute silence.
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