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S c a n d i n a v i a .
An inverted Inferno. The God-forsaken a r m p i t of the Tellus,
where p e r m a f r o s t rules and merciless hale, snow and
ice complicate human life almost to the point of constant struggle.
A constant struggle for superzero temperatures. A constant struggle
to boogie on down in order to survive.
...by means of...
...breaks...
...beats....
... c y p h e r ...
...scratch pyrotechnics...
...and instrumentalism...
O b e s e w a
x is here to act as a lava-powered sauna that manifests through
audio. Obesewax is here to shoot icicles of funk that drill right through
your ribcage causing irreversible damage. Obesewax is here to give you
that vital twang of electricity eminating out of frozen cables. Obesewax
is here to release through relief and not vice versa. Obesewax is here
to produce whatever is characteristically hot, in order to battle against
it's hostile surroundings.
Obesewax from F i n l a n
d ? Surprised, farvamukka? You didn't think it was within the realms
of possibility? You don't think it follows natural, traditional courses
of cause and effect.
Well, eat your patronizing heart
out.
It does.
In fact, it's all
a logical sequence of evolution. We'd all burn if it wasn't so cold.
Obesewax would combust into a towering storm of fire the very second,
the temperatures allowed it to. Talk about Yin and talk about Yang.
Talk about karma in received pronunciation, diglossia and slang. It's
self-explanatory. Obesewax.
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