dark/ambient/noise/experimental semi-socio-political artf***, taking the poison and growing it inside like a deformed infant until it tears free and infects like a simplex virus. Crack open your scabs.
I'm subverting ideas of what music "should" be, and even preconcieved notions of what experimental music "should" be. As with everything I do, I move outside of and between established definitions, thereby undermining them and reinventing language - spoken language, unspoken language, symbolic language, the language of ideas, this reinvention is the language of art and magic, and art is magic, and I'm a godamned artist. What's the point of being an experimental musician if you don't experiment?