affective — part 1: defective road
Two months of work. Two months of fear, doubt, and pain.
Two months of hope and struggle in an attempt not to betray myself. In an attempt to dig up the things you hide not only from others, but from yourself as well.
Every event in life leaves its imprint and its scar. Every event in my life settled into sound and became distorted through the prism of the past.
This single is my first conscious attempt to open the door into my own abyss. There are too many layers here, too many sensations and emotions.
This imprint became a portrait of my personal perception. I didn’t choose it either — and if I had been given the choice, maybe I wouldn’t even exist at all. But since I am here, and you are reading this, then step into my world through this road of absurdity, anxiety, pain, hope, light, and laughter.
And maybe, later, if you want to — and if you’re ready — you can go even further.
affective — part 1: defective road
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