The theme of Skazz is voice. And Skazz is about staying alive, getting a job, a place to live and finding your creative pulse. Skazz is mirth laughing in the face of hardship because the coffee smells good. Skazz is Stir Crazy, Gene Wilder saying: I was just beginning to get into myself. Skazz is divine spark. Skazz is the state that lets you flow in your own gravity. Skazz is an I mutating what it sees. Skazz is the innermost hollering of luckless life and turning it into poetry. Skazz is holy form. Skazz is fuel for grind without letup. Skazz is the name of code that created the solo-player life-into-art-simulator on SHOOM 88 and SHOOM 89 and SHOOM 90 all in which the city based on Berlin called No Berlin is an epic sandbox. Skazz is hunger, Skazz is superabundance, Skazz is the pluck of a 303 bassline, Skazz is the bang of an 808 drum. Skazz is the yearn to be decked in a first-person-singular mask. Skazz is the sound of living plasma vibrating. Skazz is the hammer an acidhouse artist wields when shaping the seething whirlpool from dreams into a book. Skazz is to leave no maggot lonely. Skazz is the frost-hardened doggedness a person needs to survive inside the Ring of a sombre city. Skazz is gurgle of outflow. Skazz is a map of consciousness. Skazz is the mantra bim-bam-bom. Skazz is the whistle of death on WBMX Radio Chicago-Detroit-Manchester-Berlin. Skazz is vital religious fire. Skazz is a pun that inhales the past and exhales the now. Skazz is just a voice trapped in a human skull. Skazz is synth and synth is god.
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