A set of oneiric electro-acoustic pieces for manipulated strings and digital synthesis, with overtones of new age, tagged as Celtic futurism. We'd like to know more, but wherethetimegoes – home of Princ€ss, Mel Keane, or Keane's glorious Frog of Earth project – likes to keep things mysterious.

Can the Dublin duo slip us out from under the Heavy Dublin… ?

Dublin’s Heavy Dublin arrives in the midst of a city in heavy time, and in heavy space. It arrives within a vacuous yet dense cultural atmosphere that weighs upon the (un)consciousnesses of its inhabitants - that is, upon their agencies, their conceptions of their pasts, presents, and futures, upon their perspectives through which they regard themselves and each other, and through which they conceive of the very physical environments that confine them. It arrives into a city’s environment engulfed by an ever totalising western imperial-consumerist simulacra that has been crammed into the voids generally left to a partially decolonised state’s capital city. Reality here as such is one façaded by a lenticular of incoherence. Many must navigate these tense hypocritical illusions in worriation of what truths lie in wait behind them: incorporated scamdemics, mundaned state violence, and the litany of stranded destitute souls of those who have been taken too far into the Real of a vicious city. All of which is of course underpinned by a widespread public psychosis of uncritical cheerful acceptance of the city’s repressive forces and its manifestations.