With more than twenty releases and more than a million problems, Mr. Clarinet and his eccentric ensemble of robots hunt for music and choose to evacuate reality through a wall of sound, committed to bending and using all the elements available in a holistic sculpture of massive beats, tormented samples, and extravagant, animalistic rhythmic tornadoes. A ritual devoted to sonic manipulation, glitched dance, and broken fences. Like the birds we sing towards our natural surroundings, which is hell; sometimes nice, but the song still evades time, and that’s beautiful on its own. An electronic, hardware act of madness, dub vibe, and technot flow.
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