the character runs in every direction, succession of snapshots, crossed eyes, fleeting moments, and wanderings beyond diverted happiness - then, and quite suddenly that kind of drying, a creeping aridity topped by prominent sparks - the character now runs slower but always in every direction, elusive and distant perspective, suspended time (electric soup) - crossing an evocative tribute without incident or crumpled sheet metal - suspended time, and again, this rat race all over, it will not stop.
:: Dave Tucker > pax recordings
:: Ricardo Tejero
:: Julian Bonequi
Artwork by Gianfranco Bonadies