Equipped with a curious recording of "text with instructions on the use of a self-hypnosis record, and a charismatic record player, I embarked on a vertiginous meditation on genre; 'theoretico-poesis in a 'sublime fragment' of 'fetish footage'.' Or just another sound tract in a different kitchen. Some voices have echoed the obtuse chimera at play here in this flawed but impassioned platter spiel. In this private arena the stylus is exemplary sufferer in a battle between 'virtuoso' [guilt] and 'adversary’ (deja vu).