FLOATING BEAUTY .
MÀRA . ALINEA .
It's sizzling and simmering in sound alchemist Lobo Panic's magic lab while he is busy transmuting electric arcs and angry hornets into sound waves. Hypnotically pulled deeper and deeper into the abyss, beaconed by a distant siren one strays foolhardily into the netherworld, until the sizzling and simmering becomes rhythm all of a sudden and you're trapped in the master magician's magic maze. The opening moments of floating Beauty's Mára stir up notions of some disturbing b-movie that is maybe telling a classical Greek myth with all the possibilities of a modern horror film. Like Odysseus taking on the mystery of The Ring, Orpheus meeting Freddy Kruger. Wait! Are those drums!? Maybe even people? That's a rock band playing in the distance! Can you hear that?! READ MORE >>>