Sleep, you black-eyed pig Fall into a deep pit full of ghosts.
– Icelandic Lullaby, early 19th Century
9 August, 2015
Supernormal Festival, Braziers Park, Oxfordshire.
unique can of holectic expanse destroys (heavy) twilight consciousness. haunting, celestial, magick. their history. this realm. the come. inhabiting lurches. the seer. unearthly, into abstraction. extreme uninitiated haunting. rarely circuitry of band. erotic lulling traverses unique horror. unheimlich locale. between into and by. unforgiving beauty. made music sound historical or nothing. dreamer. euphoria. nothing. original intensity. subsumed will. the abstraction. that music darkly. before.
A simultaneous event at FLUX FACTORY, NEW YORK USA and GALLERY NORTH, NEWCASTLE UK
Also screened at
Lyme Wharf, London, 16th July
Supernormal, Braziers Park, Oxfordshire, 7th – 9th August
[Continuity announcer voice]
“At the sun strip, live from the River Hudtyne end of the world…”
[Cut to rotting vegetation cam]
“…Mud in a pile. Add some sticks. Put an egg on top!”
[Jack Hargreaves clearing his throat]
<create the obstacle>
“Gallery Northflux, in association with the Solar Holectics Channel, presents an evening of LIGHT entertainment (de)programming”
[Bloods flow together]
[In female North American advert voice-over voice]
“I’ve got a throat infection (also think its moving into my brain)”
[Text flashes: Tectonic Abjection NOW!]
At 5:38 the thing happens.
[Sound of magma]
“For those only just tuning in…”
“And now, a message from our sponsors…”
[Empty hollow thud]