| “The poetic visions of Pekka Airaksinen
& Es were crafted from concentrated masses of sound, vinyl manipulations
and fragile samples culled from a glass mobile revolving on top of a turntable”
- Hufvudstadsbladet; “The
unrehearsed performance was beautiful and wild like the film shown as
a backdrop, depicting bald branches of a tree against an orange sky. I
can’t help it, but I have to speak about the eternal battle (not
being able to tell between what forces it was being fought and what was
its cause) – not between youth and old age, not beauty and ugliness,
not tenderness and harshness, because these forces found a resting place
in the strife of both men. Or rather, and you’ll have to forgive
me my muddled thought, it was the sparks emitting from this clash that
lit up the sky.” - Rumba |
