Life throws unexpected curves at unexpected intervals. You wake up expecting sunshine and you get dark clouds dropping rain. A dog comes running for a bone and gets a slap on the muzzle instead. Salty sits down to follow a link to a video by Mooncake (a Russian experimental outfit) and finds himself bearing witness to something horrifying and tragically moving at the same time.
At the end of the piece, the voices in my head agree: this is a fitting soundtrack to a suitably presented act of powerful intention. Eyes watering, I bow to the subject and his inconcievable symbolic act even as my skin tingles, raising in goose-bumps at the elegant and resonant notework.
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