Manifesto

With this manifesto we declare that we have lost. A war, made up of 1000 small battles. We were soldiers, or rather, the resistance, but now we are no longer. That label no longer belongs to us, we have not given up, we have simply become something else, we live in other places, places of the soul, no longer reaching outwards, we curl up on ourselves looking for the frequencies of our feelings.
We don’t like music genres, metrics, stats, sales, charts, hypocrisy. We do not like that we close ourselves in a definition cut out within any kind of border, we are not prisoners of a perimeter, of a form.
We are an essence, a fragrance.
We are pure concrete abstraction.
We are a sound, a continuum.
We are sounds that awaken consciousness, open doors, slide under the skin, enter the bowels and echo in the chest.
We are sounds, we are waves, we are a tide that submerges things and when it withdraws it leaves new ones.
We try to tune in to ourselves through sampling, sound textures, additive or subtractive synthesis.
We are in the air, sonic breezes, but also where there is no air, cosmic reverberations.
We are here: hug us … but it would be like squeezing water.