It's been "under wraps" that Touchdonttouch are in a relationship with themselves. It’s complicated, they lick the light. Snakes turn into cats, coincidences into messages. Random shows a purpose: dedication as a lazy perfectionist form of remembering a former life – on the way to the flower market. It’s an early summer day, and the lightning strikes right out of the blue sky. http://myspace.com/novocaution
