It started in 1999. The dust in the room began to dance & bask in the amber glow from the valves as the amps began to rumble into life. Adding
the battery gave life to the monolith whilst the soothing tones of the voice healed the wounds from the bludgeon. Light from the blocked out
windows cast shadows across the walls, the haze only adding to the core of the sound as the aural mantra continued. The constant tapping of the
rain outside only added to the rhythm & flow, not a heavy downpour but a constant nonetheless, mixing with the evening sun to cast a
kaleidescope of colours sprawling through the air. The River flows onwards...