Experimovia is returning — not as the thing you remember. Before I explain the full version publicly, I'm inviting a small group of musicians into the questions, fragments, and decisions shaping what it becomes.
No spam. No generic newsletter. Only the notes that come before the public reveal.
Most people will see the polished version later — the venue, the date, the public explanation, the tickets.
This room is where the next version is still alive enough to respond to you. If you're a pianist, a string player, a composer, or someone who's spent time inside the question of what a piece of music is supposed to do to a room — your answers become part of what I'm paying attention to while this gets built.
This isn't an open jam or a request-based show. Experimovia is a directed production — music, story, staging, and a room full of strangers, all built toward the same thing. If that's not your thing, no hard feelings — just not the right fit.
One sentence is enough. The answer matters more than polish.
Something is being rebuilt from the inside. You're early.