As destructive architects they uproot commercial fortresses in their
sonic war-fare, war on apathy, drowning in their screens they fight to defend the relevance of emotions to human function, even if it de-simplifies existence, prevents insurability of routine existence. They chose not to sterilise or simplify their complexes through giving into the facilitation of synthetically induced functional apathy, but to apply and voice internal wars, fruitfully.
GRANDMOTHERS ORCHARD OF THE FUTURE
Ripe in decay they vindicate corporate viruses, creating their own counter-intuitive strains of productive sickness. They sit inside the well of their vitality, and make beats all day and don’t go outside except very briefly for foul, apples, juice or cigarettes.