3/01/2011

a soul at its purest



following moving images domiciled everything. elementary everything.

restlessness, atmosphere of departure, loneliness, promise, loveliness, sublimeness, childhood, familiarity, satisfaction, calmness, proudness - basically any shape of felicity. and all over this life-affirming attitude zachary condon`s funereal tonality is hovering above. in the end a soul at it`s purest. that guy belongs to an absolute spearhead of pop-cultural tone reinvention that is going to step out far above the american parting line into global ear-oceans. shake on it!

"the concubine" / "venice"


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