"Sights and sounds move from place to place with promiscuous gesture. Ships, airplanes, and churning whirlpools appeal more to mechanical economies than street feet sharing pulse rate interiorities. The people twist on metric rails. Oxygen converters reflect swinging diatonics. Blackouts resound. Triggers blackout pots, pans, tin cans, and appropriate Lydian roots, talking tanks, and time-sliced wildlife. By 1950, modernist cultural curdling sacrificed aesthetic convenience for intuitive production and versatility. Most vision is not aggressively enforced, but mutual, after skimming off the scum. Yet, from a simple sonic frame to galvanized iron bars my fight-or-flight electroplating radically changes." - Street Tentacle