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Rating: Rough as a dry branch. Extremely altered, fantastic covers, dirtiness of sound yet at the same time orthodox precision. Lo-fi industrial dark ambient..
"Garista" is the living proof of quirky ideas, born from a simple sound sketch, and from there expanded with the wails of feedback.
Tribal inserts, voodoo rites with shadows and horror traits. The unfortunate soul is seeing in the savannah what it did not want to perceive.
You surpass the sound stasis to confront yourself with the wall of infinity. Exotic glimpses are imagined. Green, seas..everything that captures the imagination in the moment. Tomorrow, you will have another screaming design at empiricism.
Anything but theory.
Increasingly distant from managing to lean on a hint of reality. One can hardly imagine the exhaustion of essence.
The eye of the soul feeds more and more on the fears and perversions that appear in the mental score of the skeletal shadow.
The roughness of the execution makes it all mythological, biblical.
Sand and revelations in a silent film.
The sensation experienced, upon reaching the halfway point of the work, is that of climbing a mountain, which can suddenly surprise you with the void below.
One wanders with effort, with that scent in the spirit of not wanting to open the door too wide, still not ready to improvise in the apparition.
The mysteries of Eden are infinite. Unhealthy vitality contrasts with robotic execution on the basalt of two homo sapiens. Shards of idealized sound, thus trying to reduce abstraction with the fresh eye of a young child. When you grow up and burn through life's obstacles, you become more indifferent and more violent with yourself.
You are at the end of this cartridge of uncontingent vision.
The spirit is triggered by the awareness of change..
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