Braxton’s electronics and guitars occupy a space in the lowest layer of architecture, ascending like sharp blades and stairs to madness or wide-ranging, dismay and illusory quiet, generating swirls in a closed circle of sensations.
Braxton’s electronics and guitars occupy a space in the lowest layer of architecture, ascending like sharp blades and stairs to madness or wide-ranging, dismay and illusory quiet, generating swirls in a closed circle of sensations.