Forcing the language to assume the scream of the animal, the cold silence of the connections, the uncontrolled fauna, sparking like blue volts, the heat of the metal and the mouth. Talking between two without doing it. Making sound definitive proof of friendship, of love, of nonsense. To say the unsayable.To Sound, always to sound again.
Tomás Gris: prepared saxophone, electronics
Petr Vrba: trumpet, vibrating speakers