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Recorded at Porta Kora, London. "Sir, as I look upon the skies, the light drips like acid rain, cutting smoothly across my exposed retina. A glint of the future where a cathode beam penetrates my liquid brain, life weaves its sweet tactile threads of sentiment. Fusing its mosaic network, God is transformed into a stream of zeros & ones, flashing fragments of a splintered moment unseen. time to ride the grey horse upon yonder, for it is not fun to fear the digital tail back as a new terrorist lurks down the line ... www.id23.net" A1 - 145 BPM A2 - 135 BPM B1 - 148 BPM B2 - 133 BPM C1 - 000 BPM C2 - 140 BPM C3 - 142 BPM D1 - 126 BPM D2 - 111 BPM (P)(C)2000 Dragonfly Records