I

The band – Tesa – plugs straight into the veins of the planet, touching upon the ancient pulse slowly becoming lost and forgotten. Art born out of surroundings, in sync with nature. It’s a message back: we’re here to listen. A signal to the universe.

Primordial. Preverbal.

II

The man looks on in anguish. A need arises to commit and to serve. Inspired to carve a new world out of clay, wood and mud, on the ruins of the old. Build it, and they will come.

Texture. Structure.

III

The spirit emerges from the grit and grain of the earth; liberated by music, reborn in dance. Herald of the better times ahead.

Nurture. Future.

All become one in Uģis Olte’s experimental music film that proves again: music can make the world go round and also stop it. Witness.

Tristan Priimägi