This is not music. This is not art. This is not life.

This is mediated and distant. This is a repurposed construct, recurring repeatedly from source files provided by a vast and global collective of participants, fronted by two protagonists that manifest expressions of sound, performance, and film into dark fantasies, in venues known for their romantic pasts, lavish, tragic current states, or any combination of the two. This is music. This is art. This is life.

This is Trauma Novelle.