To crumble towards a centre, rather than to the ground.
Elischa Heller combines electronic music with gestures of performance art. Delicate, futuristic and emotive melodies, often accompanied by auto-tuned vocals, intersect with high-pitched rapid beats, abundant noise and drones. At times, this evokes a sense of cool internet aesthetics, yet simultaneously feels remarkably organic, even symbiotic in nature. The incense helps.
He finds comfort in the vision of a post-time world, where beings, ideas and intuitions prosper in radical simultanities.
It’s field recordings and it’s pop, and in between an arrangement of questions. c) There is so much destruction in understanding, b) To be emotional is the most intellectual thing we can do and a) To feel helpless for a reason. Stop forcing, and never ever ever ever count anything again.
The notion of a concert is playfully being tampered with. The stage becomes a vessel – sometimes filled, often left empty – while the space itself is being synchronized through rituals and spellwork. Incense hangs heavy in the air, time loosens it’s grip and duration becomes political: a shared suspension in which attention and intention are renegotiated.
