Days run abruptly; something changes, you don't really know what, but you notice: it became noon just now, or, it became night. The world ain't round no-no, imagine a rotating hexagon with sides for the morning, pre-noon, noon, afternoon, evening and night. You're aware of living six times a day.
Noon. Made of void, so big that Good and Evil together do not fill it. Where thoughts suffocate, food and air come in. Stories for desert.
Eight tracks including music by Beck, Coldplay, and Doves.

8 tracks