écrit en anglais à l'époque parce que je voulais explorer le style de Tevis Thompson, parce que j'ai pensé à lui et LIMBO après la session: the further you go inside, the more samefeeley it gets. Meaning is splatttered, broken, obtuse, unfocused. It could be about anything, really, so it is about nothing. Only remains the sound, the vista, the cherries for literature major pickers. That is to say, a checklist of good things, a discussion at a distance, critical and yawn-inducing. Barely worth having nightmares about.