Transport v. 20 ft. fluidtranquility • Language Models • Honeyboy

Sweet dissonance sneaks into synaptic gaps to be picked up by receptors, seeping across a microscopic membrane with minions of molecules, transmitting the charge in towards central command (of which there are many billions), all cradled in a sweeping warmth thick with compassion and kick drums and aimed straight at the heart.

Transport hits home for the 20th time, consistent like the beat in your chest. The formula is no secret: psychedelic sound, grinning freaks, dark dancing, and excellent music. After a score of steps, they’ve danced themselves in bumpy circles right back around, just inside of where they started. Sound and movement in the darkness. Transport celebrates, and the dance floor beckons.

1130-1: fluidtranquility (a.k.a. KAYA) vibrates eastward, weaving the sweet sounds of summer with the tension of its twilight to discover a new kind of depth. It glitters with mystery and potential, promising more, MORE. Melodic, hypnotic, soulful, and groovy – this is techno for closed eyes and deep freaking.

Opening & Closing: Language Models spins out essential rhythms to dance us into those corners of the heart that we know about, that we’ve felt but never investigated because they’re pretty odd.

Visuals: Honeyboy reassembles our visual paradigm throughout the night with homespun mischief, color, lovely magic, and pleasantly nefarious intent.

$10