phk_ merges us into depths of noise and magnetic fields coming from unknown micro planetary systems.
urban chaos and dense concrete is perforated by phk_'s sound machines and recorders, kidnapping on the run rusted saxophones and full noisy ensembles, leaving tiny breathing spaces before coming back to our ordinary [a.nguish(ed)] life."
mika martini (santiago, oct. 2007).
"phk_ builds sonic landscapes-dense fruit of urban detritus, which provides them with pulse-text and meaning, in a give and take endless. The result of this give sound culminates in a new creature, as distant as their own, we as reflected in the mirror / esquizoide (not) -reconocimiento ourselves..."