Holldën Holldën Holldën aka Crown Of Plenty Bookings // MMM Agency: firstname.lastname@example.org Disturb • / Affekt / Coincidence Records / Out-Er / Trau-ma / Kuiper Noise / Decoy / Labrynth/ Anaøh / Warøk It seemed to him that this great idea he had initially seized upon wasn’t worth sweating after all. His hand on the dial, he could barely remember what the fuss had all been about. 289413578. 289413578, he kept repeating. Murmuring, to be exact. But somewhere in the murky scolopendra his will had become, all his thoughts were writhing and kicking helplessly. “What would be the point?”, he thought. He knew he could do this, go ahead and make the connection, a feeble nod to his embattled resolutions... It wouldn’t change a thing. He settled that action had definitely become the subject of autopsy. Delivered of its magical sap, and drained out of fascination for due process, method, grinding. The same to cockroaches, he put the phone back down. Now the screen covered room was reaching back into renewed chasms of indifference. With every news from every corner blasting in neon lit seriousness, a vague, intestinal darkness had started to draw back from the advantages of total connectivity, total awareness. Reality was now a thing from the past. There was a new reality afoot, the reality of innuendo. Behind every word sharply conveyed, occurrences neatly displayed, a black matter was oozing downwards, drained from what man used to be. And in this troubling feeling he would have to make do until the end of time. But was there to be another day?