Subkutan

Dull beat that gives constant coordinates, but then lets them sink into a roar. A tangle of noises, sometimes just a memory of sound, an acoustic labyrinth in which one first gets lost and then finds a safe space in the dark. Sound that spreads through the darkness like quicksand, like tentacles wrapping everything around, penetrating under the skin and settling there. Your very own dermatozoan craze. Subkutan.