Verlagerung
Steve McQueen’s Bass: Inhabited sound, a space warm with empathy and presence. Architectural rhythm, spatial melody. Ein komplementäres, brennendes Feuer hinter den Augenlidern. It feels like forever must feel, if it had substance: A low-frequency expansion that does not stop, and cannot stop. The frequency was here before this city, and its pulse will remain when the city and the dreaded human will be gone for good. I’m having a short black coffee afterwards.