«Nothing is as it seems» wouldn’t go far enough; «Nothing is what it is!» sounds more appropriate, because everything is just input, just sample. Arbitrarily changeable and deformable; everything bows to the will of the decomposers and reassemblers; the world is plasticine, noise source, playground – and Lotic make the world, widdle widdle wid, however they like it. To understand everything as an instrument and to be the resonance space itself; Lotic is electronic alchemy, the homunculus in the test tube of music. Whether they gain immortality or create gold with their world formula, we will be their witnesses.
Text: Thomas Jenny