the peach:
strips it. back to the bone. buffs it up. pops an upper wearing a come hither knife smile. no time to waste. to the night life. a symphony......, in 121 seconds.
effi briest:
a sextet of nu-american female power souls summoning the sound spirit of the triple goddess. a night fevered cover from under the covers. dreamed up, called down..... thru black mirrors. invoked, wished real, in geodesic domes. (en)chanted voices re-encode half heard street mutterings. hypnagogic mellow-trons swathe summer solar breezes. two thousand light years from home. mixed at midnight under a full blooded lysergical moon? dripped with magicks. heart beat quickened. blood thickened. brims with strange powers. celestial. chilling.