What do we do when words fail to capture the depth of our emotions? We cry, we laugh, we shout, we move, we shatter - we make noise - desperate to unravel the tangled mess of our inner world.
 

This is where we found ourselves, drawn back to re-explore FREUD PLAYS BAD NOISE. At the time, this creative plunge had a purpose: it let us surrender to the chaos of ‘the moment’ and embrace the unpredictable whims of the universe.
 

What you might perceive - flugal blues, piano toes, angel faces, a steady pulse - is a fleeting impression, a surface ripple. Beneath it lies something far less defined, a wholly impressionistic swirl that resists explanation.
 

Please feel free to further explore FREUD PLAYS BAD NOISE via the links and you'll find more imagery via TMTV and the BACKSTAGE PASS.