In a backwater circus, all the best freaks are present and accounted for.

"This is life as it should be lived, in acknowledgement, commensurally. The rituals - the dances - sacred and profane, solemn and wild, alternating with festivals. We live a symbol of what we know it is, and, finally transcending the symbols, become one with it." - Jack Parsons to Cameron, 1950.

The blast over the rise comes -a mushroom cloud to announce the circus is here!

The winds and the winter fae things in the night dance by firelight.

Complicated secrets for a simple time

At a switchboard in the sky, the operators are standing by.

Attack of the stainless steel picks, volume three.

No synths were harmed in the making of this production

Live January 24, 2017.

A meditation on sound, fury, and the echo that destroyed the silence.

Squalls at sea are not as calm as they appear from beneath.

Sometimes the embrace of the void is love enough.