"angelic croons of synergetic babylon follow and merge with sonic dream
synapsis...the elevator cruises on pulse-o-matic mode, the walls glow
infinitely and as you stare upwards at the plastered ceiling long enough
you see remnants of omni-consciousness taking life and sending
subliminal messages of further knowledge....makes one feel that one
rachel evans is completely in tune with the light matter magic of the
universe...the automatic doors open ad you are propelled into a
digitized utopia where the sounds take shape into tropic life drawing
you in. magical as personal creativity should be, rachel roses per usual ~ reps the highest par of beautiful synth/vocal hypnosis/mind
healing music." old frontiers
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