Carlo Whale floats above the swaying trees that surround Tulipa and drops his fiery single Landing upon the eloquent flowers. This musical enigma explodes on impact and exports rays of an unknown electromagnetic energy through the surrounding peristyle. The energy flows down the hillside and engulfs two stationed warriors, Nicone and Mass Digital. Both of these electronic experts reignites the original, setting it ablaze atop a stone marker. Plumes of smoke drift across the plain while morsels of plasma slither back toward the Tulipa gardens in a moment of pure hypnosis.

Animals born inebriated. Colloquial manner of foretelling my latest desires. Brain glade mission. Moon disorder. Hop through the Pegasus branch. Not all sheriffs know the law of the land. Pendulum darkens deeply. Tundra blunders. A specific matrimony. Most likely to be deemed dunce. The fairest side of an unnatural quake. Vortex queen. Philanthropist gnaws at a new vacay hideaway. Dust the gauge. A blossom bastion. I'm a question prince today. The spooky goose rode the hound 'round midnight. An obvious space for Rose. Nanny at the swing below. Sport orderly.

2018 Tulipa Recordings
http://www.tuliparecordings.com
Artwork by Justin Chodzko
Words by Summer (Brendon Collins)