Listening floods the perceptual horizons to transcend into unallocated sensory realms where the heard constructs realities in which there are no objects anymore, but diluted passages, ghosts appearing as a dynamic flux of affections that unfold the sonic imagination. It’s what Autistici develops, mental room built from busy investigations on sonic spectrality, expressed as a frantic meeting of silent roars and unstoppable microsounds fluctuating among organic recordings and abstract tonalities. An intense journey around unfinished textures which serves as a point between the malleable and the unconscious, between air molecules and their oneiric consequences, leaving the listener bewitched in a situation in which causes and effects can’t be distinguished. At the end, neither the artist nor the listener matter; not even the sound, which also disappears in the mesmerizing temporal enhancement. (dronarivm)