Water Shrews - Bounty of the Floe Edge

Water Shrews, Free Water Shrew Ensemble, are like an amoeba, ever dividing and recombining not in any kind of pursuit but in the original act, that of being - a cell with a variable number of nuclei and no walls, a permeable membrane through which the experience of sound -sometimes, more often than not, music - passes back and forth. The electronic yelps of a moist amphibious organism rising from an opaque and viscous firmament of hissing static. The probing, intermittent signals of long lost satellites launched by people from a future that already came to pass. The sound of nutria sirens wailing on the banks of the Columbia River, Wimahl, who have no sailors left to lure and the clanking of the radiator just off-screen in an apartment in a slow-paced Russian film. The foghorn of a cargo ship harmonizing with the klaxon of an ice-cream truck. Everything travels to where it is destined to go at the pace it is destined to take, the time signature of swarming insects and slowly rotating galaxies. Unending untouched expanses tucked into a pinhole in a rotting, slumping fence separating neighbors - Borges' Aleph in a Southeast Portland alley-way. A graceful drawing of a bow across strings.

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