Desperately tearing at the face we dont want to exist in or been seen with, to not be visible, to destroy any trace of it or life. That noise, roaring out with the horrible realisation at what we are and have always been and will spend the rest of our lives healing. We cant name that, or give it justice with words... But this art is it.
Thailand, Buri Ram This soundsystem was put up in our backyard. And was playing the same tune continuously for 3 days solid with only a break while they ate food. Needless to say we didn't get much sleep and even now i can still recall every note of that damn panpipe song.