Mischief grips us, violent passions erupt, possessed we glimpse the dark side of our souls revealing a sensuality never imagined. Mesmerized, reeling in trance, dancing wildly to the rhythm of our souls HMC lets our spirits soar. Plunged into a chaotic spiral of light, sound, motion and colour we briefly abandon ourselves floating on the intoxicating effervescence of free form madness.

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