scum flux muscat, musk rat, muscaria, mosquito, mosque.. 070622 ... raze pure ambient sound swells up out of nothing. melody like a memory swirls somewhere just out of reach. furtive footsteps. or something made of paper being sifted through. tremolo-kissed electric guitar. a bass line that's less played than implied. the drums are at the other end of the room, wet with reverb they came by the honest way. free jazz clarinet chaos with pentecostal prayer meeting overspill. fingers fumble over piano keys. sharp exhales on the off beats. squall of storm hits. graham sutton sings: "it's all around you. it's all about you. don't tell me that we're all free. you can't escape what you can't see." and then the long fade, and the trembling it leaves in its wake. 250212 what's it to you? who go blather from