*50 copies limited edition* fft_Materialism is a new series curated by Riforma. The projects and subjects involved are invited to reflect on their use of the Fourier Transform algorithms. Can a mathematical formula be considered a living being? What are the relationships between non-human and human entities? Is it possible to expand human narratives understanding the intra-actions within the digital realm? These and other questions are part of an investigation which dresses the shapes of experimental music, in a playful hybridization of academic intuitions and DIY practices

For the second release of the series fft_Materialism, its curator, Kinked, composed a sequence of processing, redirecting memories (binaural, stereo, and smartphone recordings) into homemade patches and codes, supported by legacy softwares and occult scripts, intuitively improvising with these limited but still powerful algorithms. Can you feel "The struggle of making time habitable"? It may arise during your working hours, on the path back home, or while standing inside imposed times of waiting: "time is money" or "time as a mirror."

"The mastering of this album has been integrated into the compositional process; no compression is used to achieve an acceptable average of values for a proper listening. It might sound dry to some: no rooms, no echoes. Regardless of the dromaturgic [a distortion stemming from dromology, the study of speed] flow of sonic events, you can feel the void of this dryness. You can touch it, as one touches a call through the internet. The internet... it may have made time inhabitable, gifting us with the essence of its nature. What are we going to do with it?" - User478

"Processed memories of working shifts, exploited time serving the ruins of the empire, struggling making time habitable while the powers of love and death are colliding. A consistent amount of hours of improvisations between hijacked patches and codes, using a 1,6 GHz Dual-Core Intel Core i5 with 8GB RAM: computational power as a situated body, is talking about workingclass and unhomed feelings. In this world I found the edges of relational connectivity, surfaces of dark, pure void. I found the head in the church of my emptiness, speaking the secret language of digital greed. It is everywhere around us, and our bodies are just one. We: this mirror." - Lapo Sorride