REMNANT

clouded, farther than the periphery, smeared electronics flood the stairwell. banished formants glow through chain links. a distant storm, an empty breeze is stuck on pause. shapes contest their own shadows in the noise. my mind is hunted, tangled and wrung out by endless phantom waves. offer them the REPLIKA. much love to you all. for synch, licensing, track usage sean.dishman @ kobaltmusic.com all other inquiries info @ wednesdaysound.com