Friday, July 10^th, 2009

It started out with a lot of fog… then the vibra­tions started… first my feet… then my chest… i was frozen in the loud­est ambi­ent tidal pool ever… and then the fog started to clear and we could make out the wraith­like cloaks behind the mask of green cloud. in a grand opus between throat singing, the tides of dis­tor­tion, and the pul­sa­tion of my body by an ohm of great mag­ni­tude… i fell to love and appre­ci­ate the metal that is known as sunnO)).