KamaSutronics

Because sometimes you just need the video.

When I was in my 20s, if you were hip and kinda spiritual, a little alternative, you’d fucked or been fucked to the Bedouin tones of Peter Gabriel’s “Passion.”  It was mandatory.  It was almost cliche.  This music is the soundtrack for cool people having sex in the mid-90s.

People have relationships with their music.  These relationships have grown increasingly private since Sony brought us the Walkman.  What would it be like to have sex with the music?  Not to have sex with music playing, but to see the music, to feel it, touch it.

ColorTrack glasses are one of the tools I use.

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Feeling the music.

It’s called “synesthesia” when your senses blend together.  You can taste music, or feel a smell, or hear a color.  These are beautiful strange moments.  A song might glow like a bright white light with darker green edges; a lover’s touch could become a deep note held for a long time.

That’s synesthesia.

For a while now I’ve been working on a music system.  I call it the Synestheatre.  The idea is simple: I want to play music for a woman so that she hears it and sees it and feels it, all through her body.  Lie on your back, close your eyes, and let the music play you.

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