Hours from now, time slows to near standstill when the fair Fletcher Pratt spins up his devices. Like a night bath, don't deny yourself, we'll sink ourselves in stages like bugs bunny starting 8pm at the Peacock Lounge, 552 Haight, SF, all-ages notaflof $5-$15 sliding.
Fletcher Pratt
Darkitecture of the mind's inmost spaces, that is Fletcher Pratt's speciality. Boundless in abstraction yet never disjointed, his sounds stretch like skin continuous across an impossible skeleton, inexorable in motion, shifting lithe and unseen. On this night, an epidermal split leaks that bone darkness into the light, the jugular tapped as video, spilling in both digital and analogue synthesis.
https://soundcloud.com/fletcher_pratt
