In the ruins of abandoned projects, in the silence, germinated soacaos. Music prehistoric that met by accident people with insight into the unknown. On a whim of chance met, and were summoned by the chance to translate the language of nature sounds in systematically disordered. Learned the tools to communicate with each other sharing only the primary language of the strings and skins, and tireless mission to capture the substance of frailty. Ignorance of the rules produced audible signs that communicate the ineffable. The nature of extra-temporal seizures compositions defies artificial or conceptual marketing. Music is the voice of the atmosphere. To define it, ask the fire, the thunder, thewind.
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