Tip! "A magnetic tape turns, imperturbably, accompanied by the crackle of a vinyl and the waves of an old radio. A heart inhabits these vibrations transformed into hypnotic drones. The loops become celestial when a song emerges, close to an incantation or prayer. Other voices try to extricate themselves from this analog maelstrom, those of specters lost in foggy saturations. Terrifying sighs, nocturnal howls, witches' rites and otherworldly melancholy, the two musicians of Géométries know how to…