And what if the result of this transmission is to expose the massive ingestion of the daily media diet we consume each and every day?
The material of THE MEDIA is gloriously rich and varied, full of constant jolts and juxtapositions, a seething crush of interruptions and abrasive motion, which steamrolls our ears and eyes with such force, we no longer even notice the effects.
Nothing can stop this unbroken flow of churning noise. Nothing. It is without abandon, fearless, nothing can block its path, especially us. The noise is awesome, it takes your breath away, it is greater than all of us, a real thing of beauty. A terrible beauty. A beauty that can devour us at any moment.
I ride steadily the torrent of saturated noise and electronic debris, peering ahead into the vastness of the vacuum the river creates in its path…
Trance operation on the hypnotic signal to induce waves of contamination that infiltrate our daily consciousness + leak through our collective nervous system, thus a counter-inducement provoking an otherworldly response to the mesmerizing seduction of the Broadcast.
Delivering what is necessary to upend + disorient the brain’s hopelessly futile ability to latch onto the meaning of ANYTHING in the disruption of the Broadcast through Maximum Chaos.