THE SECRET OCTAVE
Richtown redbull floating-ghost clarity, copy paste convergence, six foot dance-floor, ice-age fabric, double-bass dub ditty. Love-breed landscape, floating-point parameters, slipknot interrogation. Iconic focus, sub secret octaves, the hyper-real tunnels. Dance with consoles, telescopic snake-ships, academies of clouded judgement, colour saturated, conjure the contrariness of gnarled intelligence, secret upon secrets, hail the octopus of all octaves.
Text by Trev Teasdel