If you break a man open what spills out? blood, muck and viscera, or words? G Lucas Crane and Jim Findlay high-jack each others bodies with Decoder Duo, reveling in the soup of mind and sound that exists when you stumble through the dense and viscous media jungle and find a looming cut-up machine, gleaming in a clearing, moonlight glinting off electrodes and stirrups. Strapping in, they escape inward through the hiss and spit of no-wave New York noise punk, curling out short explosion tracks whose lyrics arrive in a seance of junk media. Jim spits the ghost words and Lucas hacks the broken tapes.* *the mechanism: JIm and Lucas both improvising, with Lucas sending a live-mixed audio feed to Jim via in-ear monitor. source material: Trump’s rally speech about energy efficiency.