Electronic music project based on planet Earth

Press contact | kodumusic@gmail.com

Bookings:
Colm Brandon | colm@cabal.ie

Wake; thoughts cycle, for some it’s a struggle, for others it’s a gift. Movement coerces emotionless states out of their shell; fight it, fight it with all you have. This moment of sentience is a fading torch in an ever dwindling bonfire. Endless nightmares paired with bitter sweet dreams caused by the knowledge of life, you must learn to accept this fact because not everyone will. Ignorance was bliss until the complacent mind cracked, we cannot go on living like this; We cannot. Wake up, stop stammering around in a dreamlike state with glazed eyes telling lies. That feeling inside you is not an instinctive reaction designated towards sustainment; Ignore me, ignore me, whatever you do ignore me. The chest constricts each breath as if it was escaping life. Let go, fall into fear. That feeling is you without distraction realising that there are walls to the collective unconscious mental cage, all you’ve done since conception was bounce to and fro betwixt them. Quickly, bury it deep inside that dark hole designated ‘Uncomfortable’. Everything in this life is a message, coded inside colours, shapes, sounds and even words. No one is going to flick your switch, not while it’s being drained by the weakness inside you; You must succumb to the truth, like salt to a wound. Because you are wounded - and everything that is going to fix you is first going to hurt you.

Followers of Transversity