Naked in the zoo (psychotic poetry carved into noiserock)
We are ›naked in the zoo‹, poetry carved into stone, holes cut into the borders that surround our bodies and our consciousness, strong and sensitive, unpredictable. More than ever, in the age of permanent snapshots, we are aware that, like animals, we are much more naked in the zoo - in the spotlight - in the cities, than in nature. If you desired to open a drawer and put us inside, you could call it art brut. surrealistic. noise. concrete music.