July 2008. Two magical summer days in a cottage by the sea, three guys, no rules, evertyhing flowing freely,good vibes, sinister sounds, dark soundscapes, air thick with music, improvisations turning into rituals, chaos turning into structure, blues patterns,primitive grooves,shortwave radiotransmisision mutating into songs, wooden walls resonating and scuplting noise into one, slowly breathing drone. Everything felt right.
Black Water all around us- still,dark and deep.
