"The city's space in the darkest hours isn’t a natural nor streamlined phenomenon. It is an interconnected web of forgotten people, sound, machinery, and nature; true phantasmagoria. It is both calm and distorted, a true thing in itself. We become different people when we are out at night."
THE NIGHT SKIN THE KNIGHT’S SKIN BREATHES COLD SKIN WARM FLESH
Take your hands, Cover your face You feel the cold touch? The night skin lives
Take my hand, Feel the jagged edges. The wind howls too, The night skin breathes
And those hollow voices, That echo in your heart? Swimming whilst sorrow abounds? Well, the night skin sings.
EMÆNUEL is a West African artist interested in the dramatic nature of music; blending fragments of ambient, dance and classical. He has previous releases out with the labels All Centre and sound as language.