It moves as it feels, and it feels itself moving

Pure sound and nothing but sound, coming from over xx speakers. In the Murder of Crows a dream-like narrative guided by a woman's voice. The speakers are on the chairs.
What's the treshold between the environment and the people's body?
Reminds me of Groupe de Recherches Musicales ad their Acusmonium (Paradiso / Sonic Acts XII)

> we see with your eyes closed,




as in:

BodyLounge, performance in which the audience is blind-folded and individualized and you're taken into an intense journey of inner visions and the memory of the senses.

connection with:

Teatro de los Sentidos

focused more upon the relationship with everything else, The Environment,
the Context if you want, a point is space and time, ephemeral, that involves and envelopes the physical, mental & emotional.

' When I think of my body, and ask what it does to earn that name, two things stand out. It
moves. It feels. In fact, it does both at the same time. It moves as it feels, and it feels itself
moving. Can we think a body without this: an intrinsic connection between movement and
sensation, whereby each immediately summons the other?
If you start from an intrinsic connection between movement and sensation the slightest,
most literal displacement convokes a qualitative difference, because as directly as it conducts
itself it beckons a feeling, and feelings have a way of folding into each other, resonating
together, interfering with each other, mutually intensifying, all in unquantifiable ways apt to
unfold again in action, often unpredictably. Qualitative difference: the issue, immediately, is
change. Felt and unforeseen. '

Brian Massumi