Ripit

"Side A : percussive like an ongoing emergency. Side B : electrifying, from after the recomposition. A heavy atmosphere, a combative start. A fiery physicality emerges from each piece. Ripit progresses through a cluttered sky. Rough, thick raw material, a ceiling with pale lights passes at breakneck speed. A space roaring with sirens screaming. We are making good progress in the meanders of a troubled psyche, in the spiral of a bubbling world. Finally, the rhythms are reassuring; the noises and sounds sound like a truce. The buzzing humming sounds are calmed down. We find a rhythm in adversity. In this series of assaults, we end up with a zombie wandering on the rubble, the skies or the battlefields gradually clear. Technoid drone music forks towards more ambient. Clapping on skins of percussion, creases and screams of materials, metals that collide, glimmers in the distance that testify to the life that remains; a throbbing electric dance rises. An organicity in the matrix of Edison. We end up composing with the chaos, we unite and party on the ruins." - Margot Coursaget