Without army nor rhetoric, Dying & Barakat are proposing nothing but the ethereal conviction of their senses. Floating musical matter, strangely ligatured, convicciòn pours its complex epigenesis, reveals its wefts, searching for its most authentic form, loosing languages, only surrounding its audience towards its curious euphonia. A bizarre composition altering our perception, reaching each man's tempers, inviting into its chinks every sonic metamorphosis: from its aerials peels, oxidized by MTD's industrial catabasis, from its chaotic progression, engorged into Jeroen Search's inebriant loops, from its blueish layers thicken by Mattias Fridell's cavernous tribal grain. Supported by the kind sympathies of: Eric Cloutier, Lee Holman, Thomas Hessler, Ben Gibson, Albert Van Abbe, Philippe Petit...