The gargantuan power of mosh pits summons vibrous currents, usually at raging punk and metal congregation.
Thrumming sound calls those gathered into a frenzy, as they break the barriers between one another and collide with a heady charge.
That contact, that climactic energy, brings them together and has them share the music in rapturous moments.
I would wish to feel more moshes, though I don’t so often find them. I know that they can excite more varied settings than is typically known.
And so I describe to you the ambient mosh.
Where delicate acoustic cycles are felt by an audience as a groove, and that audience is encouraged to move amongst each other, and then in to… soft collisions, gentle thuds, and a lulling maelstrom of a slow moving bodies bumping then moving on to ethereal meanderings.
Speckle will soon concoct just such an offering..