Bob Bucko asked me to provide visual accompaniment to his audio performance at Gabe’s, opening for F∆UST (yes, that says F∆UST!) during Mission Creek (officially it was the first show in the week’s events), in Iowa City.
This is the aftermath of FAUST’s set. On the ground next to the cement mixer, you can see the jackhammer that shook the ground beneath us as the acid took hold. I witnessed a billion boiling births, and the secret sleep cycle of every plant and insect was revealed to me, foisted (Fausted?!) upon my weary mind in a ritual of spiritual elopement.