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Acid Taste: Excavating the Homesick's Blues
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Acid Taste: Excavating the Homesick's Blues
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Acid Taste: Excavating the Homesick's Blues is a utopian story in a wildly experimental package. Emma, Gab, Mo, and Ash are absent-mindedly riding the quotidian conveyor belt. Until one acid spiked Friday night, when Nora decides to take her friends down the spiral phone cord to her home village. There, the denizens are still on the line with ideals from another time. The side-tracked outsiders, holed up in other people's prolonged or protracted denim & paisley values, learn to deal with another one-track, but trainless mindset. Their presence stirs orange rings in the village pot. Under the stoned yet dilated dial of the clocktower, enigmas are drawn on the walls and the past is dug up from under flying carpets.
Acid Taste: Excavating the Homesick's Blues is a utopian story in a wildly experimental package. Emma, Gab, Mo, and Ash are absent-mindedly riding the quotidian conveyor belt. Until one acid spiked Friday night, when Nora decides to take her friends down the spiral phone cord to her home village. There, the denizens are still on the line with ideals from another time. The side-tracked outsiders, holed up in other people's prolonged or protracted denim & paisley values, learn to deal with another one-track, but trainless mindset. Their presence stirs orange rings in the village pot. Under the stoned yet dilated dial of the clocktower, enigmas are drawn on the walls and the past is dug up from under flying carpets.



















