A Crude Mechanical

All this noise I collect, build, destroy, manipulate and modulate. Loops of abused guitar try to bruise out the melody because I'm always trying to say too much, and the only honest form of communication is music. No words, just feeling strained through a sieve, it's mesh the mathematical relationship between different velocitys.

This Crude Mechanical act of making strings vibrate is the only artistry that matters to me. A meeting place of high brow and low brow where every contradiction in my frail body can crash together and serve a purpose.

Email: acrudemechanical@gmail.com