That moment vogue became violence. When the entire club became a block party, but nobody. So around the corner a subway tunnel channels wifi into a phonic of quality. By the oz. Or however it’s weighed. Yet, in droves just dripping like insatiable movement is more a storm setting clouds upon the horizon. A droopy eyelid. And silk trading. Movements.
Sweat Equity presents “Virtues Of The Ninth Moon” and “New Morning Calm” by Parts 1&2 (a.k.a. Plebeian and Stress). Don’t think, just feel:
More about: Parts 1&2
