We were late to MWM7 at South Union Arts. So late we missed the first 2 acts. We spend a good half-hour riding around Pilsen looking for the venue. We like Pilsen - well south Pilsen. The northern end feels like a suburb. New construction condo city. South Union Arts is a sweetplace. An old Baptist Church hardly altered - complete with the hanging sign out front with the ministers name on it, an organ in the entryway. The only major change was some very colorful, exciting art work on the walls of the sanctuary - now performance venue. South Unions Arts will probably not last long - parking garages and condos are bound to swallow it. It is a damn shame, South Union Arts is dope.
We got to see most of the Home Recording Project. Their sound is as we described in an early post - like a dream. It felt meditative, soul-searching, cerebral. Words used minimally, punctuating the mesmerizing sound. Tone waves crashing the walls of our inner-psyche. This experimental, eccentric noise might be considered beautiful if beauty is abstract thunderhead clouds. This mind-bending, mellow sound might be classified as madness too, if madness is a hooting owl outside your window at 5 am. Hooting owl at 5 am - or maybe it is a dream.
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Nice! Where you get this guestbook? I want the same script.. Awesome content. thankyou.
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