The atmosphere is mutating making social space shift as the drift of weather or not gets a little hot. Undergoing global warning commutes its terror dawning, on days out of phase with ancient ways. tapenoise plays this cadence with modern malaise, a maze of anti-matter mutterings and prophylactic utterings that proselytise with phonetic code the genetic mode of our generically engineered abode. author: Dex | posted @ 08 August 2008 17:14 | Feedback (0)