6majik9 on 'The Human Hand' are creating surreal symphonies to disorientation. Starting with words, speech overlapping, manipulation of vinyl it then evolves into strummed acoustic density, playing chords not recognizable in this dimension. Guttural non-verbalized calls and exhortations sit in the background evoking the indescribable. Fuzz guitars, clattering percussion, bass that empties brains of reason. Speech from those not-quite alive seethe over broken melodies, spurts of stomach loosening noise, random drums, nobody playing together. Speech intoning, indistinguishable, reduced to primal sludge. Order from chaos, sense from the Surreal. This isn't music, its noise as liturgy. Caveat Emptor profundis. http://theunbrokencircle.blogspot.com/