
Visual ization of an empty void, smal l sparks of l ight creeping in. . . a piercing laser at the center of one's FOV expands outward. . . cracks appear, as if vision is composed of glass. . . cracks slowly coat FOV until it appears as a sand-l ike substance. . . sand radiates gold. . . a vortex appears. . . vortex takes on a l iquid qual ity, with a faint blue shade mixing with the gold. . . focusing on the mesmerizing rotations, calm. . . gold gives way to a red-ish, amber color. . . each impulse creates a subtle strobe. . . vortex begins to accelerate. . . edges of the vortex begin to steepen. . . vortex is transformed into a rotating cyl inder; red eyes l ine the tube with a gem-l ike iris. . . a subtle tug is felt, and the FOV seems to be dragged through the many-eyed cyl inder. . . screams are heard at the end of the tunnel. . . the smel l of iron, oil , black powder, and explosive residue is percieved. . . tank tracks, gunfire, and mortar shot. . . mind's eye drifts to an entrenched soldier. . . entering the mind of the soldier; your eyes are their eyes. . . euphoria of pain, lost fingers from the cold. . . the throb sensation releases natural endorphins and a concussive force rattles the senses. . . a horn is heard in what appears to be a vision of the future; a golden bel l , a futuristic helmet with no wiring, an audience present to obser ve this moment of desperation cl inical ly. . . radio technology is primitive compared to what's seen in the vision, and the appearance of a concert is strange given the sheer amount of horror moments prior. . . evisceration via lead. . . meditation in a concert hal l . . . the ringing of shock. . . the ringing of a brass bel l . . . while brief, the vision o. . .
Recorded at Miller Recital Hall, Manhattan School of Music