# where the sound of bsz hypercorporation often defies witness identification even originating from terminally bored students stuck on lousy deep northern university courses such as 'sociomedia' ir ice cold style of processing small existential notes made on back of campus pub beer mats loops one through further cultural treatments produces a light crystalline quality pulling at ontological edges of great sky box of everydayness reverberating to the far edge of the ontological horizon where such worlds ring truer even if few researcher's answers add fresh 'humalienity' to otherwise often aggressively bland and airless electronic mediascapes merely being alive possess polyversal qualities but its often unexpected versatility expands into innumerable avenues of rising far out hyper potentiality from squealing pitches into void to densely layered passages of precisely sequenced idiocy on to vibrantly demonstrative riffs and onward to complex personal night data rhythms where such output seems dizzying even in vastness of its own limited scope yet despite this fact it still retains minor recognisable keynotes acting together if only for while this dark union of super dense astral tapestries achieves the majestic sense of endless biocosmic beyond freezing breath in lungs dancing light in eyes raw induced televisual state of sublime vibrating chemikal ecstasy it's this state of graceful surfing on burning edge of hyperrealty which bsz hypercorporation seeks generates and adores average days often begin with languid openings meticulously setting moods with drifting atonalities airy light hidden passages lead deeper into the data maze before atmospheric qualities adopt hints of dynamic cohesion and intro ambience sliding into a more powerful luster buster daily movements through late nth century prime then take on vast compelling natures surging random sequences and relentless poly rhythms merrily skipping off the smokey existential backbeat // republic of bob