Wednesday, July 21, 2010


A morning improv, the ::VTOL:: Corvax providing the repeated murky heaviness propelling the sleep from my eyes. Both the Serge and the ::VTOL:: Volfram lending some high-end hiss that is overlayed on a bed of sludge, like the white between the thick expressive swipes of black sticky architectural "handwriting" that is found in the paintings of Franz Kline.

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