If fear creeps so easily into the fantastical worlds that shield us from real-life horrors, how do these tiny universes serve their original purpose? And why is it that the things we choose not to listen to always find a way through the cracks where they fester and mold? Recorded using an old harpsichord, programmable music boxes, deconstructed toy pianos, accordion and metallophones, run through tape loops and pedals.
This sound piece was commissioned for the second edition of the Listening Biennial.