itisbettertoknow
Here we begin with the sound of barely solid rock forming, slowly grinding across the face of each other propelled by the dynamic of a rapidly cooling heat that once held them as magma.
Alien transmissions of mal-expressed longing imbue these void continents with radio-rock vibrations. A sense of timelessness is maintained.
Thus is introduced a spectral sort of acid perspective on our water world. Dinner music sets pens to paper and acts as a sort of seismograph puzzling these disturbances out
