“Lacking any semblance of childhood, having spent my adolescence in the wild as it were, I could fit in only by a kind of adaptation scarcely known outside the insect world. I mimicked those about me, finally with such vigour that few were able to distinguish the conjured image from the real. Even I sometimes confused the two.”
C90 mixtape of soundgirl punishments from Nina, who runs the Nina Trifft night at Hamburg’s storied Golden Pudel club. Equal parts cyberpunk body-horror and real-deal harbour city sorrow.
A second edition of 75, with black & white photocopied jacket, is available here.