Can you hear me?
We’re in the belly of a transatlantic, the noise of the engines is deafening, sweating muscles pump fuel into their devouring mouths to keep the ship moving . There is steam in the yellow air, it’s hot like Hell.
We are in the deepest cave of a factory, where iron melts and robot machines incessantly forge it and shape it with their rhythmical dance.
We’re in the hidden fields of the mind, those dark and disturbing cavities of the mind where fears and behaviours and feelings are moulded, afar from the lights of our conscience.
To dare going there is an hazardous form of experimentation, but The Telescopes have been pioneers for decades and they still are. Far from the surface, can you hear the beauty in the deafening drone of the engines?
Hidden Fields, the 8th offspring from the wonder-brain of Stephen Lawrie, is out now on Tapete Records.
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