LexStrooder
Sometimes during the late future, I sat down and spawn a likely image of a sound that I can only describe as the sound of long gone spaceports, artifacts that inhereted the pushy time-line as we know it of today.
Things changed in the future, sonic ornaments evolved into space fluxes and the human kind forgot how to enjoy a period of stillness.
In a last attempt to capture some bits of a silent mind I made a sonic collect call to you, the operator is what you see infront, just a flat screen of mixed colors but I guess you know how to controll the vibrations of different frequencies and intensities into your neural connections.
Have you performed live in front of an audience? Any special memories?
Not yet.
