We are nothing. A whim in the hurricane, a sand-grain on the beach, a dull glow in the sun. And yet we are here. Live, breathe, love, suffer. As if it were important. As if there were only us. We are as fleeting as a thought, we are only temporary here. If only we were not so important and let go. Life. The rest, he would come from all alone. Each moment is precious, every moment unique and, once pursued, irretrievably continue. Let's stick to it, let's take what we can. We collect memories and experiences, good as bad. The exception project WE ARE TEMPORARY is such a hunter and collector of collective memories. It gives us the soundtrack of our time, the sound of a fleeting world in which everything passes by us. Just the future, the past, in between what is called the present. WE ARE TEMPORARY knows what is present. White as it sounds. Has it captured and sounded. Like few other electronic projects of our time, Mark Roberts, the New York universal genius, succeeds in creating a contemporary manifesto that brings together our thoughts, our feelings, our desires, our doubts and fears, and summarizes them in a comprehensive work of art. "Crossing Over" is an album, as timeless as visionary, as conscious of the past as the future. This is for Roberts obligat: Like few others, the exceptional artist knows that there can be no present without a past, that every second future is already present in the next moment. Panta rhei, everything flows - and the urban, captivating, extravagant, emotionally touching electro of WE ARE TEMPORARY alone sets the pace. It is the chimerical transformation of this project, the multi-faceted aura that makes "Crossing Over" one of the outstanding electro works of recent years, into a bridge into a different state of consciousness. Born in the feverish New York underground, still one of the most creative and original melting pot in the world, Roberts draws with animated hands from the full and creates an electronic world that is unique in this form. The worn elegy of MIND.IN.A.BOX meets the radical visions of a FKA TWIGS in an old nightclub in Brooklyn, the airy weightlessness of COVENANT on the dark glow of FEVER RAY, the iridescent pulsation of SBTRKT on the nonchalance of DEPECHE MODE . Urban, world-encompassing electronic music, as gripping as it is profound, as elaborate as impulsive, shimmering in the thousand colors of a monochrome rainbow. WE ARE TEMPORARY is different. Instead of a certain scene, Roberts feels at best the music itself, the obscure, nocturnal, true side of art. Witchhouse, EDM, Trip-Hop, Dreampop, NuGoth, Post Rock or Electro old school are ransacked by his restless genius and put together to something new, something breathtaking. Everything, from the first idea to the spectacular videos to the final mix, comes from his pen, a conceptual work created and created in the very beginning, which gives a deep insight into his psyche and the foundations of the world. Anyone who has followed WE ARE TEMPORARY once in the rabbit house changes out of it. Strengthened. Roberts has made a groundbreaking work with "Crossing Over", an album that reveals the beauty of life and also provides answers, which is why we can not enjoy it. That, with concession, is great art. This is no less than a pioneering statement within the steady progress of electronic music. We are nothing. A whim in the hurricane, a sand-grain on the beach, a dull glow in the sun. And yet we are here. And yet we are here.
