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We Micromanage Infinity Absorbed in modular synth tangles, software snarls, and engrossed with toy noisemakers and birdcalls, audience eye contact can be hard to come by when this supertrio of Blevin Blectum, James Goode and Thomas Dimuzio take the stage. There's no time for guitarface or elvis presley moves when you are fine tuning minutae of the infinite miasma. Humans are not mimetic, as the paypal antichrist preaches to his brownshirts. No, we are strapped into the multiverse, inimitable puppets of fate that can only be steered by simulataneous tugs on our innumerable attachments. It's down to us, we storm-tossed action figures of flesh and juice, to thrash, dance, kung fu grip, and scream ourselves into that tangle, even as we stare into the impassive face of three micromanaging furies. Like all beauty, it's grim.

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