Gintas K will shower the ears with a whole lot of incredible data streams, all clustering electronica bits and bytes that drop down in a wild way. As if data communications had been flushed through the shower head, tumble down and ending up together in the drain. Strangely when the tap is closed and these electrodes have calmed down in their dripping ways, they actually form beautiful sounding music… well, music might not be the word for all to say, but it does feel like there is a lot of beauty to be discovered in these busy data dada streams.
In a way it’s a bit like experiencing an electrified case of data loss; material that sounds very bright and yet as if it had been decoded to be as small as possible, probably to act as if they had been liquid drops instead of massive loads of secretive compact information. As if it wanted to say “please don’t pay attention to us, we are innocent ‘nothings’ while secretly being a encoded code for the meaning of life, nuclear launch codes or something else that might be of someone important their special interests.
…I don’t know about you, but in this case I’m happy not to be of such importance, making me happy with how these data expressions sound-like just the way they come and ‘are’. Screw their messages or whatever they mean or try to hide or express; to me its music. Well, music might again not be the word for all to say, but I wouldn’t call it noise either; it’s simply too intelligent and there are real structures over here; like compositions that had been planned out with efficient efficiency. I must say that I would love to save water and instead take a shower under this data stream… I don’t think to even dry myself up with a towel; just leave the electricity out to dry on the skin; how nice it would be!