Poetic Synthonautics is a collaborative project of spoken word poetry and electronic soundscapes. The immersive musically poetic journey is asking the listener to see reality without filters or illusion as we guide them through the dark night of the soul and to break free of the societal patterns that have put us on the edge of existence.
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This. Is. Not. A. Destination.
This dystopian dialogue begins with a kiss
Nouveau Vandal dreams control
Contain Fluxus philosophy chaos
Lost children towards Revolution
Insecure about morning’s blinding solution
All of our Former Plans Feel Futile
Climate controlled smoke signals to pandemic pioneers at the edge of Existence
The fabled damned give form to layers of uncertainty
Mimicking scars of wandering saints lost in memory
THIS. IS. NOT. A. DESTINATION.
Kids Can’t Dance◦
I found darkness drifting on an endless plane
After I drove off alone for another goodbye
Love seen best from shadows of our perception
As I sip the last drop of serenity in conflicted chaos
This wind blows countless nights like some drunken cowboy
And I want another drink
My dynamic self is strained if I do not bury the past
In an electric hum buzzing
It offers itself like paycheck to paycheck
Gin-soaked nostalgia over shattered glass
Where are the stars?
Confined in a cell of my own destruction I dance amid indifferent creators
The demise of dignity reeks of defeat
Tomorrow’s headache begs me to lick his wounds
Traces of the screaming where we pondered
Countless attempts at cynicism through semi-erotic conversation
I am alive in wonder as home teams lose words on the blade of my accent
His eyes sparkle in foreign languages
Sitting on stars with power closing in on
Motorcycle wrapped nights that have no end
We dare to exist despite this apocalyptic age
When love becomes an act of rebellion
Individually, our work is experimental but by collaborating, it becomes revolutionary and this needs to ripple out if we want to be the change we want to see in the world. Artists are here to translate chaos into beauty and push boundaries while creating a collective experience. The experimental electronic soundscapes are produced by a pair of sound designers searching for new-sound expression and provide a dystopian backdrop for a metaphorical battle cry written by a poet looking for new ways to bring poetry to those who may not be familiar.
Though from different backgrounds, poet (and your Rebel-in-Chief), Win Harms and sound designers, Lorenzo Mirra (a.k.a I // O) & Stefano Messina (a.k.a. MotusAnimi) met doing events at Vondelbunker, a cultural free space in Amsterdam run by volunteer activists with a diverse program of music, art, theatre, film, and political talks. Even though our beloved DIY spaces are closed, for the time being, we continue to create together and look for new methods to remain an artistic community and share it with you Rough Night pandemic pioneers.
Check out the individual Spotify channels for Lorenzo & Stefano as well!