throughout the ages man has been obsessed with the idea of the dead coming back to us, either through the power of faith, magic and/or science, or as (horror) arousing visitations from beyond the grave. but cold hands like these neednt be physical: an ambiguous childhood memory, a few burning phrases from a book, or a short but powerful patchwork of tones and rhythms can also come back and haunt you when you least expect it. ritual malmö 02 consists of three such works that have haunted us for some time now, beseeching us to share them like cursed japanese vhs-tapes. who we are is not important - this is forever yours now.