NIGHT MUSIC: Lux Eoi

meditations on the passing apocalypse. meditations on the destruction of hyperfixation. meditations on the augmentation and annihilation of the physical form. an aquapocalyptic narrative. let us become something else. let us release all once we held dear. let us experience the light of the dawn, a black light / green blade revealing our entrails underneath our flawed casing.
a story of ascension told through fractured remnants of virtual dungeons and hyperfictional hymns. a necrotic-rush of vortical [wave]-drifts and abysmal bass. a wave of post-musical electro-thanatoid anti-rhythm production, [void]punk-nihilism updated into an androgynous [xeno]future.