Hey. This is how it’s hitting us now. C18 – EP length. I’m in the path
of hurricanes sometimes, Eta as I’m writing this (it’ll be a bunch of broken-up
fragments when it hits, so it won’t hit hard), and as such I’m used to
humidity. I’m used to paint peeling and wax warping, magnetic tape losing its
integrity as moisture builds and builds and builds in the air. I’m used to what
Greyon Greene’s got going on here, dripping synths and moisture beading on my
window as the front advances. Smears of liquid pantone across splashed wood
hitting metal for reassurance, for balance, even if it’s not real, even if it’s
generated by computers or machines. Humidity
is real, it hangs in the air, it gets in our lungs and weighs down our
hair, which is long now, so long and annoying. And curly. Who knew how curly my
hair would be if I let it grow! Greyon Greene tightens the curls, makes the
sweat drip. Cracks light into prisms as it struggles across the leaden space. Hopefully
provides nice, cold drinks at the end of all of this. Because we’re really,
really gonna need em.
https://greyongreene.bandcamp.com/
https://webefriends.bandcamp.com/
--Ryan
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