Artist/Gallery notes
At first the passage of electricity causes the black metal to get warmer and lift its temperature from the ambient. Then it becomes red and begins to glow. With increasing excitement it becomes white and then peaks with a crescendo of blinding light. It is black again and the rumble of distant music fills the still warm air. The people form an orderly queue as they wait with anticipation. They pass through the door and enter the province of the black metal as they fall into the pit of bodies writhing in an agony of sweating, arms and breasts, hands and hair. Their torsos are lifted and thrown by the deep penetration of all consuming sound. They are dumb, they cannot speak as no voice can penetrate the air which is super saturated so that crystals form of suspended shards of sound. They are blind, as they stare without seeing except for the fleeting meeting of eye. They cannot touch because this is forbidden. Forbidden. Although, under the restricted rules of this ritual, it will become for bidden. The seeker will find the sought. The night burns on in the Northbridge nightclub.