Thrangh is a cultural delirium crushing many different styles and puking them in a metamorphic amalgam of sounds: its a cut-up of music circumstances risen out of improvvisative sessions, reorganized in a fluctuating transcription of a dreamy experience. Thrangh’s live acts basically consist in a continuous performance, without a break, that alternates between collective rhythm-locked parts and free noisy improvisation. It follows a muddled mystification of disrupted elements that exalts the aggressive movement, the febrile insomnia, the race step, the mortal jump, the smack and the fist.
