Solo viola axe and silver toned frequency drift for the vibration of the air surrounding the aural coils, electrically. Both of them, vibrated in phase pulses sometimes symmetrical, and other times it's life burning to pour out. It's yam yad much picked over when found in the company of a rough legged hawk. It's a barbershop quartet dedicated to performing baroque slink slop in concordance with thermoelectric properties, and when they are hot, they are hot. It's a theoretical cure for chronic coryza, and while the predicament is allieviated, the geocephalo-cotex is also direly affected, causing an initiative of obsessive vision: geological and musical time frames became supercooled and thus glacially motivated. Slow in form but powered and etched by sunshine continually, in the spirit of biting the hand that feeds one, Core of the Coalman is a dyspeptic subtended prescient lacuna. Main interests and areas of activity include order and chaos and border states between them. Patterns, perception, long walks...with YOU, cash money coated in peppermint oil and wrapped in a burning flag, twigs stuck in the discarded remains of a dissected dream of textural structures evolving at their own rates and viewable from an infinity of viewpoints and dimentions simultaneously, that sort of thing. We are influenced by many things we read, and also people that we talk to. Also we are influenced by our environments, both actively and passively. By actively I mean I practice an attentiveness to landscapes I move through both 'urban' and 'rural' and am influenced by many things entering my senses and mind in these environments, not to mention the environments encountered while dreaming. I learned this other artists and philosophers and thier work. So it's originial. Do it. It feels right.