As we make our way through the murky void, the stale stench of thought trapped in isolation restricts our strides to a struggled creep. Vision is dulled by the monotonous reiteration of glazed optics that peer down from the pillars of providence. They who stand in judgement shout from the celestial, empowered and legitimized by our aggrandizement. They hurl stagnation and tedium in our path stunting our progress and solidifying their influence. Our minds scream for freedom, our bodies struggle for progress, our talents yearn for ingenuity.
Who will continue to succumb? Who will be liberated?
DRUMZ & LLINGO present: The Inventive. The unapologetic refusal to accept everything as quality just because it is independent, underground or created with specific machines. Sketching a critical path to liberation in these hackneyed times.