philip sherburne

Sonar is just around the corner, so if I'm ever going to post more MUTEK photos, it's gotta be now. Instead of a proper review, consider this a series of flashbacks.

Cold loungin' to a festival-within-a-festival — on headphones.

Luciano, dangerously close to drowning in gear.

Luciano sees the light.

Original Hamster and Atom Heart twist up some acidton...

which is a better idea than anyone ever would have suspected.

Pier and Andrés Bucci experience filial tension.

They put those warnings on there for a reason.

A Sunaj Assassin keeps it stealthy.

Daniel Meteo shoots back.

Serafin, in loop mode.

Raving beneath an enormous Calder — who but Geeta could have forseen this?

Sweat on the walls, fizz in the air.

Thomas Melchior freezes time...

...and Soulphiction bumps it forward sliver by sliver.

Soulphiction raising the roof.

This isn't really Soulphiction's Jackmate; it's his hand double.

Soulphiction's Suzana Rozkosny.

Rozkosny aglow.

When he wasn't twisting knobs, Nego Moçambique was cutting rugs like an Ikea salesman.

Styro2000, of Galoppierende Zuversicht, built this thing. It's finicky.