Decompression nosebleeds are a persistent nuisance, a familiar sanity and a familiar start to a Sunday Morning. Im disturbed to enjoy a calmness in their regularity. A calmness amongst the confines of this metal prison. Survival is so cold from the depths of space. The shattered remains of a fairytale life display on the station viewing screen. Earth, I mustve lived there in a dream. I remember the sun on the surface, before the earth was covered in ash. I remember the brightness and the warmth and the look on my mother’s face... she was so proud. That is the way I will always remember her. It is so cold in space.
Black Signal creates a collage of varying electronic sounds and structures, providing danceable beatscapes that morph into dark, nightmarish atmospherics without advance warning. Black Signals sonic puzzle is made up of shape-shifting electronica turned inside out, tearing down any boundaries conceivable.