Stretched, twisted, distended veil — the manifestation of the unforeseen.
Always in motion, with a taste for dark experimentations and apocalyptic hymns, half-venom, half-elixir, BRÜMES is a liminal space open to experimental projects, blending styles, churning influences, most often rooted in an electronic, industrial and/or gothic background…
But what, then, might be lurking — watching us — within this mist?
Glitched fairy dances…
White noise — shroud of the dream factories…
Flash — an ode to a distant, xeroxed time…
Fallen fervor… soundtrack of artificial paradises…
Dystopian prescience: execution of “being-in-the-world”…
Self-portrait under acid…
Dreamlike lace cut straight into the flesh, cursed, blessed, exhausted…
Flash — floral concupiscence, emaciated confessions…
O evanescent cathedral resounding beneath the incandescent rustle of blades…
Orgy! Orgy… orgy in grayscale.
Clamors of ether-bodies…
Roaring lightning of light, sharp as the razor of suicides…
Oscillation — waves like graves…
Scopic field of ruins… copulating with architecture-sepulchers;
new sap irrigates these wrecks of raw monumentalist brutalism…
Vibrations… undulations… off-kilter melodies… vapor of steel…
Flash — cyclical ecstasy, hearts stitched with the same Ariadne thread…
Introspection of the damned… echoes of a fragmented dream…
The curve of a hip slices through space… spasm and contortion…
Sensual hammering… noises and melodies…
A voluptuous kiss, dagger of nights without tomorrow…
BRÜMES-STEEL!
Flesh mists…
BRÜMES-STEEL!
Dreamed mists…
BRÜMES-STEEL!
Invoked mists…
BRÜMES-SHROUD!
Iron mists…
BRÜMES-TEAR!
Slashed mists…
BRÜMES-LABYRINTH.
