May 26, 2007
When I close my eyes, Akhentek’s landscape appears: three-dimensional, architectural, organic, and I become a character inside that landscape. Like Alice after an innocent drink, I open my eyes to a wonder-filled land, and my body has transformed into a ball bearing, slowly circling a large metal funnel in a meditation that moves me towards the event horizon. At the apex, I lose myself and get launched into the middle of an intelligent, orchestral machine, not unlike George Rhoad’s musical sculpture in front of the Vancouver Science World. Both are intelligent, playful organizations of sound, mental floss at its best.
Close your eyes, allow yourself to exist inside his music, and it will shift your shape. Be prepared to move.
